Ellie kept a straight, angry face.Akibahara said:
Adam gasped, his face akin to "Jeremiah said:
". He didn't seem phased, hell, he bit his lower lip- wait, was he turned on? Fuckin' A, man. He growled in a low, playful tone, "Mm, I love it when you do that. So... strong." He nibbled on her earlobe, three Crossed, former SHIELD operatives, charged toward the trio (baby included), little Janice raised her hand cooing, the life vanished from one of the operatives, his form skeletal, as the other two leapt into action, two metal batons raised...
(( LOL!!! ))SuperChocoMilk said:
Molly's stomach slit open, oozing green acid as it splattered across the basement, melting away... the machete caught acid, too, it transformed into molten lava in Clem's grip, a sickly grey (and extremely hot) steel flopping onto the floor...SuperChocoMilk said:
Akibahara said:
Final Round:
“End of the Line”
Solaire looked over, only to hear a massive BOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Of an Umbrella missile launcher, and he saw a massive cloud of dust from the overpass, and watched a missile, trailing a glittering copper line behind it, streak towards SHIELD's main battleship.
The explosion was tremendous.
A gaping flaming hole erupted as Director Fury and Phil Coulson rushed for an emergency fire team to extinguish the fire. Fuckin' A.
As the smoke cleared, everyone was separated, fighting their own battles or worse...
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POP! Solaire felt a gloved fist plow into mid-section, the resulting force was incredibly powerful—as if the Devil himself came in, and gave the Sun Worshiper a good punch in the stomach. He found himself in a natural cave deep within the Island... he looked up, a stoic man in black, a beam of red illuminating from his black sunglasses erupted from the darkness.
Albert Wesker.
“What a pleasant surprise...”
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"Nnh...now's not the time, Adam, please!"Akibahara said:Adam gasped, his face akin to "
Oh shit! Adachi killed Coulson! You bastard!Flowershadow said:
The detective watched as Emiya showed his own little "trump card," a smirk crossing his face upon seeing the unfamiliar girl in armor showing up. He smirked, tossing the rifle aside and holding his arms out in a "Come at me!" kind of stance, watching the destruction that was sure to come.Akibahara said:
Luke hit the floor hard, as Clementine quickly threw the machete to the ground, looking at her scorched palm. "Ow! Ow!" Luke jumped up and grabbed Clementine, looking at Dallas. "Thanks man. I'm sorry to leave you, I just have to get Lemto safety. Thank you." He told Dallas, then began trying to escape through the hole.Akibahara said:
Fuck....Akibahara said:
Oh shit oh shit. What the fuck is that?! *I begin to panic seeing that I can't even get close to it*Akibahara said:
Oh hell no. You're coming with!Dallas said:
… Vector's neck split right open, he coughed blood, eyes widened beneath his gas mask, face hidden beneath such cold, cold eyes. The Japanese Umbrella operative spasmed for a bit, rifle lifeless on the pooling blood beneath the U.S.S. Operative. Damn, good work, Katniss. Boom! Someone kicked at Vector's body: Bertha. She smirked, “He ist tot...” The medic didn't seem concerned, but there was a big 'ol bruise on her forehead, “... Damn Volf...”JayJay said:
Spy found himself in the lower decks of the battleship, with several others. "Well, it's been a pleasure working with you all, but this is the part where I must go," he said, disguising as an Umbrella Soldier, before cloaking and dissapearing. He left the room, walking around the halls of the ship. He saw an Officer, stomping down the hallway, an angry look on his face. Spy uncloaked behind him, dragging him into a supply cloest, a hand over the man's mouth, before slitting his throat. He dropped the man's corpse in the closet, "This should take them a while," he muttered, before he disguised himself as the man, shut the closet door, and continued walking, mimicking the man's face perfectly. He heard chatter up ahead, and entered a small room with 4 different hallways, including the one he came from, leading out of it. He saw two Umbrella Opperatives chatting about the battle outside, and what they knew so far. "HEY! YOU TWO! WHAT ARE YOU ASS MONKEYS DOING HERE! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE TOP DECK PRONTO!" he shouted, getting right up in the man's face. "B-but sir! No o-" the man stopped, Spy's knife buried in his chest. The man fell backwards out of his chair, lying on the floor, blood oozing out of his mouth, as Spy turned, charging the other stunned Opperative, who was reaching for his gun. He never even got hold of it, as Spy plunged his knife into the man's heart, before bringing up his leg, and kicking the man's corpse to the floor. Bullets whizzed by him, as Opperatives charged down one of the hallways towards him, guns blazing. He dropped his knife, whipping out his revolver, and firing a bullet into the first man's skull before he could hit anything. The second and last opperative met the same face, his brains splattering outside the back of his head. Spy brought his revolver up to his face, blowing the smoke away from the barrel before leaving the room, still in his disguise, as he went back to cloaking.Akibahara said:
Final Round:
“End of the Line”
The Island.
The massive island, covered in tropical vegetation, is lush, teeming with jungle life, a perfect ecosystem of natural rainforests, a rapidly diminishing biome in the world. Under the depths of the canopy, things move. Celebrities, escaping the chaos of the outbreak, pulled their weight in money and star power to party and thrive, the Illuminati, or if you prefer, the “All-Seeing-Eye,” control the world at their fingertips in their sanctuary of secrecy, automated .50 caliber cannons swirls menacingly for targets, protecting the ungrateful shits within—but all that ends—tonight.
Nick Fury gazed out the vast expanse of the Atlantic Ocean, shuffling through an assortment of paperwork. He was gathering massive amounts of intelligence between the Crossed, patient zero, and the culprit of outbreak, the Umbrella Corporation. This stuff could blow Umbrella, Tricell, and it's contemporaries right open... expose the lie for what it was—a biological weapons manufacturer, weapons dealer, solely responsible for edging humanity toward extinction.
He smirked, cocking his 9mm Beretta back...
“Tonight, humanity wins.”
An armada of aircraft carriers, formerly in the sky, sailed across the Atlantic armed to the teeth—rocket launchers, machine gun emplacements, and an army of soldiers consisting of vets from the U.S. Military and U.N. prepared themselves. Armed with the best weaponry, trained with the best anti-super human tactics, they were the best of the best.
Phil Coulson examined his HUD link, a brilliant blue aura gleaming against his aged features, “Director Fury, ETA 2 minutes until we reach The Island. Orders sir?”
“Prepare the troops.”
MEANWHILE...
Albert Wesker and Nicholai Ginovaef prepared for the assault, the Umbrella higher-ups grinning at their handy work, Wesker was proud of what advances his research team had accomplished with the Hunter program, aha... Reptile DNA fused with the T-Virus? Ingenious. Nothing was ever more deadly, more swift, in their execution of human targets. Looking at the sea of vats through the plexiglass, a pair of beady reptilian eyes glared at Wesker, desiring to sear the flesh from his bones—but ah- ah- ah, the man in black had other plans in store...
The Umbrella Corporation unleashed their full force against SHIELD: The UBCS, consisting of hired mercenaries or ex-criminals volunteering their services in exchange for freedom was all-too-easy to muster up—their forces matching SHIELD's own easily—perhaps even more with the B.O.W. nightmare in store for Director Fury. Better yet: They were expendable. No financial loss, no cut-backs. Nicholai Ginovaef, Jack Krauser, HUNK, and Albert Wesker were among them that night—the best Umbrella had to offer—they sat among their own armada of ships.
Ingrid Hunnigan, a female former U.S. Government agent, secretly under Umbrella's payroll, flipped through her map, “Commander Ginovaef, ETA 2 minutes until we reach The Island. Orders sir?”
“Prepare the troops.”
MEANWHILE...
Captain John Wales giggled manically, mounting a poor hammerhead shark caught via a Crossed net, “Fucky! Fucky! Fuuuuuuuck~” BOOOM! No orders, no nothing. A massive cruise ship slammed into The Island immediately—sending out hordes upon hordes of rape-y, angry, and malicious Crossed desiring nothing more than to kill and maim anyone in their path. 20,000 of them poured like sewer rats from their ships...
A few celebs outside screamed bloody murder, their sanctuary, their AA-guns, destroyed like insignificant toys in a child's playroom. Prepare yourselves...
CUT TO-
THREE HOURS LATER...
The Island was on fire.
Almost literally. The Crossed were exactly where they wanted to be. The screams of terror, the shrieks of agony, the slaughter of SHIELD, Umbrella, and celebs – this was sublime. The B.O.W. Hunter horde was unleashed thanks to Nicholai Ginovaef's ingenious delivery method of underwater transportation—they crawled through the steel mainframe, monstrous talons plowing through like wet butter, as the Hunters wrecked the SHIELD soldiers within.
SHIELD, however, had plans of their own—their military might surpassed Umbrella by twofold, only to be matched by the U.S.S—the “secret service” of the Corporation. Manpower-wise, SHIELD had an edge, but the B.O.W.s were hurting them bad, very, -very- bad... with the Crossed involved, too, this whole battle was a shitstorm of confusion, bloodshed, with chaos erupting all over the place.
Solaire looked over, only to hear a massive BOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Of an Umbrella missile launcher, and he saw a massive cloud of dust from the overpass, and watched a missile, trailing a glittering copper line behind it, streak towards SHIELD's main battleship.
The explosion was tremendous.
A gaping flaming hole erupted as Director Fury and Phil Coulson rushed for an emergency fire team to extinguish the fire. Fuckin' A.
As the smoke cleared, everyone was separated, fighting their own battles or worse...
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POP! Solaire felt a gloved fist plow into mid-section, the resulting force was incredibly powerful—as if the Devil himself came in, and gave the Sun Worshiper a good punch in the stomach. He found himself in a natural cave deep within the Island... he looked up, a stoic man in black, a beam of red illuminating from his black sunglasses erupted from the darkness.
Albert Wesker.
“What a pleasant surprise...”
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Claire Redfield, revealed to be the final traitor found herself in Umbrella's HQ—their primary battleship. What she didn't realize though, is that she was being followed. Jill Valentine, the BSAA operative, silently killed any U.S.S. guarding their outpost. Agent Redfield felt the cold, steel grip of Jill's Samurai Edge press against her spine, “Freeze...”
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Katniss and Ellie found themselves in the attic of the Manor, overrun by the Crossed hours ago. A horde of the Crossed, coupled by a few infected SHIELD and Umbrella operatives stormed the fuckin' place—you could hear their screams of laughter now—they were coming... coming for you... pop! Pop! Pop! Ohp, nevermind, “Targets eliminated.” The heavy footsteps of someone was nearby... Vector.
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Clem, Luke, Dallas, and Vi found themselves in the basement, an Umbrella operative fired a few rounds toward the four, shortly before Molly came in, stabbing the poor fucker to death. However, not before he injected... something into her. She cried and mewled, the pathogen ran hell through her veins: She grew into... gigantic a mass of flesh, rotting celebrity corpses flocked to her like moths to flames, her body devouring them into a sickly coupling. Tentacles sprouted from her body, ungodly pink tendrils whipped around, spider-webbing the walls, causing mini quakes...her belly extended like a balloon, about to burst..
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Annie, Adachi, Mikasa, Delta, Shiki, and Emiya found themselves in the midst of the battlefield itself: All 20,000 Crossed, coupled with warring Umbrella and SHIELD operatives. Tracers, Mk 19 grenade launchers, and suppressive machine gun fire lit the night. You can either choose to A.) Fight off Umbrella B.) Fight off the Crossed C.) Fight off SHIELD D.) Or a unique mix.
Adam was there, too, freaked the fuck out and overhyped by the return of his lover...
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Dandy found himself in the Cabin. Some fucking way, some fucking how, locked in there. The lights flickered on and off~ bzzt! Bzzt~, followed by a deep chuckle, “Nice to see you... comrade.” The voice was ominous, popping from behind him, in-front of him, and to his sides. Jack Krauser, former U.S. Green Beret operative was toying with Dandy, and he was going to kill that buffoon... slowly...
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Bigby and Ariel found themselves underwater in the Atlantic, grenade launchers blew holes into the ground they ran across, lighting the forest ablaze like the 4th of July. You peered out of the waters, no one was there-- your opponent was deathly silent, a TMP holstered over his utility belt. Pew! A bullet lodged itself in Bigby's shoulder... Agent HUNK knew exactly where you were...
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The RED Spy, Leo, Lann, Hatty, Wynne, and Debra were chased by the Crossed around and around, like a circus... it wasn't long before Umbrella caught on, blowing some major holes into the Crossed themselves. However, this brought on a brand new issue: The Umbrella Corporation. The four found themselves on the lower deck of the Umbrella HQ mothership—far, far away from Claire and Jill—the UBCS wasn't onto them yet, they could either stealth their way to the stop or go in guns blazing.
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Finally, Elsa discovered what appeared to be a very old mining facility. Still fully operational, however, given electric currents fluctuated at random intervals—pools of molten lava, power grids, and mine carts scattered abroad—just as: “ELSA...” The Neo-Nemesis clomped behind her, Anna, her sister, glared at Elsa, her body horrifically damaged from the airplane fall, giant tumors festered and bubbled her upper torso, right arm morphed into a tendrilic-like whip, slithering aimlessly... “ELSA!” The Neo-Nemesis charged. Do you use a mine cart to escape? Fight the Neo-Nemesis? What do you do?
Welcome to the end.
Adam merely nodded, holding his daughter between his arms, "I love you~ I looooove you!" She giggled and cooed, just as a Crossed male howled like a hyena, slapping Annie across the face with what appeared to be... oh, gross, a human penis. It giggled and hopped around like a stupid ass kid, "DIE BITCH." Adam staggered back, "That's... pretty unsanitary, bro."Jeremiah said:
"Hmph."Akibahara said:Eight Crossed came outta nowhere, sporting M19 grenade launchers. Pumpf! Pumpf! Pumpf! Giant explosions tore across the battlefield, taking a good dozen or so of Crossed with 'em. That didn't matter though, the Crossed were dangerously close. It wasn't long before an army of baseball bats, knives, swords, machetes, and an assortment of blunt/sharp weaponry came upon the survivors...
… Hell, one of them raised his baseball bat at Emiya, shortly before...
POP!
“Oh yeah- baby- got 'em- right in the kisser.”
Christopher Walken waltzed on in with his Colt Six Shooter, reloading as he casually stepped toward into the battlefield... weird...
Akibahara said:
"Don't thank me, just go through the hole and get to safety! I'll try my best to hold this damn thing off!"* I yelled.*SuperChocoMilk said:
*I looked over at Vi, I can't let her get hurt, or any of the others. I'm staying here no matter what, if I go with them, that damn thing will follow us. "I'm staying here! Until you three get to safety, I'm not moving from this position! Now get going!" I yelled. I continued to fire at the mutated beast that once was Molly. I reached for three 9mm magazines, hopefully they can fit in my pistol.*MrDubWubs said:
*shakes my head* NOT HAPPENING! You're coming with!!Dallas said:
The Crossed numbers piled up, they were getting nasty—a few SHIELD operatives targetted Adachi, too—firing at him simply because he killed fuckin' Coulson, a major Avengers character! The Crossed charged, numbering by the thousands, I'd say three thousand, maybe a bit less. The SHIELD operatives fought on all three fronts: The Crossed, the Umbrella operatives, and this brand new version of Adachi—they didn't let up—bullets charged at such a pace, it'd be a damn miracle if you could dodge 'em all. Twenty SHIELD operatives, combined with the thousands of Crossed, stormed the beachhead--if Adachi killed them, however--Umbrella would gain more edge in battle. What do you do, my friend?Flowershadow said:
She quickly gagged at what she got hit by, growling as her flames singed whatever blood came off onto her cheek, her hand igniting and rumbling. She then swiftly punched her fist straight through his heart, and pulling it back out, watching the man tumble. She spat on him.Akibahara said:
Ellie got flung back from being shot at point blank.Akibahara said:
"God dammit, go through the damn hole! I'm not letting any of you die here!" *I yelled once more. I don't have time for arguing, I need to focus on distracting this monster. Either I'm going to send it to hell, or it's coming with me. I fired more rounds at the monster. Die you son of a bitch. Just die!*MrDubWubs said:
Albert Wesker calmly paced toward Solaire, “You'd be an excellent edition to the Umbrella Corporation, Solaire. Perhaps you should... join our ranks.” The man in black merely smirked, “... Or if you refuse, I can always send you back to your 'Sun God.' Foolish man. Your fairy tales and false gods have no power here—if they had any, of course.”Cressy said:
