"I was with you till the heaven stuff. Not exactly into the religious stuff." He kept it simple. If he didn't see it, he didn't belive it. Strange that a goth girl would be a religious nut though. "Well if you'd like to do some more killing we can head underground. I have a feeling the source-

He rolled his eyes a bit which was luckily hidden by the mirrored red lenses of his mask. "I meant who sent you here. Not your outfit. Although it is a nice outfit." The approached the insertion point and he opened up a small trunk that held a few supplies.-

He motioned for her to follow him as he led her down the road. He cleaned the blood off his hatchets using his pants as he walked. "What outfit are you with?" He was trying to make small talk. He was awful at small talk. He assumed someone sent her. Too underdressed for BSAA, not well trained-

He moved in closer to her, staying outside the range of her swings while occasionally deflecting her blade with his hatchet. Her brute strength made her good enough to deal with these BOWs but she'd need more skill for the more advanced one. Once the last of the horde fell he'd look towards her.-

Legwear turning into a sword? That was new. ............... If he could get some he would. Can never have too many concealed weapons. He'd see her get ready to go to work on the zombies and fugured he'd start actually trying to get to her. He slung the gun back and took out two hatchets. He'd-

As she stepped out a hoard of the undead slowly made their way to her. Blank vacant eyes stared at her as they moaned and screamed closing in. Across the crowd she could see a man in all black making is way to her. HUNK didn't know who this goth girl was but he saw a civilian at risk. A sub-

About ten minutes before she'd arrive Hunk would be arriving via chopper. He took about seven minutes to let a drone map out the surrounding area while he kept a low profile. These zombies were a familiar spin on a known strain. It seemed like a accelerated T-Veronica there was also evidence of-

R00🦅 It’s really upsetting when people don’t respect accounts that are MDNI. I get you’re young and all, but please respect peoples boundaries. My accounts aren’t NSFW, but I enjoy having other adults follow me. Plus, I like being able to joke however I want.

A call came into the church about the dead rising from their graves in a neighboring city. Panty was out running a train (a actual locomotive. She needed lube money.) so that left @divinecruelty.bsky.social to answer the call. Meanwhile HUNK had been called to the area. His objective was to find-

"Believe me, I'm well aware." He worked for them before after all. That was until he heard whisperings of something called Uroboros. But he already passed on what he knew. "What I'm more interested in is offering you some extra training. I have a feeling the world of bioterrorism is going to just-

//Why yes. I did use obscure in universe lore from a game literally no one played to go "Nuh uh" to the official story.

Post RE9 Solo. Spoilers ahead

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//I just heard a theory that completely changes how I'm doing post RE9

//Should I post my post RE9 sl or wait till next week?

//How I see some of yall talking on here. youtu.be/ehHtu093Jts?...

//I'm so glad drafts have been added. I'm working in a aftermath of RE9 for my HUNK. Just hope whatever story dlc that came out doesn't make me change it again.

"I'm surprised you aren't phased. Partly at least. I see that government training took." He relaxed, reaching out his hand for a shake. "Dont worry. I'm not with Umbrella anymore. I'm more...... Freelance nowadays."

//I think I have a way to move forward after RE9.

//Playing though RE9 now....... Man I'm gonna have to rewrite

// Still setting it up but here's my other account. Should be finished setting it up once I'm at my hotel. bsky.app/profile/veng...

//I'll be more active here after Re9 is beaten because I've almost beem spoiled a few times. I'll be doing a few rps here and will be setting up the Punisher account here soon.

//I'll be hopping on here later. I've also thought of bringing my old Frank Castle account here. Had some SLs I never got to finish.

//been taking a bit of a break. Here is my weird dog trying to be sneaky.

//I'd love to do a sl where HUNK's past before Umbrella actually comes into play and I get to show HUNK in full Death mode. No mission to retrieve something, no money, no plans for extraction. Either he dies or everything in front of him does.

The movements the agents had in the video were almost mechanical. No flare. No wasted movement. Almost to perfect. It was uncanny. After a while HUNK came in with two plates of crispy tofu and two bowls of tofu miso. He had a set of disposable gloves on while his face was covered by a ski mask and-

He went ahead and continued with making both for both of them. As the tofu fried and after he made sure he was hidden from her he would remove his mask and gloves. He liked smelling the food as he cooked. In the living room the TV turned onto the news with a report partway through.-

//With all the digimon accounts I'm interacting with I'm really gonna have to pick the games back up.

"Nope. You'd just be having it like mine." He chuckled a bit. "If you want you can wait out in the living room. There's a TV out there you can watch if you like."

He'd nod and motion for her to follow him. He'd lead her to the kitchen of his safehouse where he already had some miso in a low boil. He went to the fridge and pulled out the tofu he had been drying. "Would you like crispy tofu on the side, tofu in the soup, or neither?"

"How much are you paying? And if I agree just know there's a clause where I'll kill you if you try to kill me." Nikolai was once nearly his equal but things have changed. HUNK has grown since the USS days.

"Let me guess. You also want their data as well. Correct?" HUNK knew Nikolai wasn't one for charity. He was ready to assume that someone offered him enough money for something if he can subcontract him.

"Leon is getting a Amiibo......where's my Amiibo?"

@citrinewings.bsky.social HUNK had arrived on the military island Los Illuminados had control over. He heard that the president's daughter had just arrived. His orders were to find her, get her to a safe area, sample her blood, then report the location to Ada. He moved quickly, trying to locate-

It started to bubble. The rage he let lose in controlled bursts when he was alone on solo missions. The fury that slaughtered thousands of BOWs. But he kept it in check as he looked up at her. He focused, seeing her through the illusions of pain and blood. "If I did, it would burn you alive."

He paused for a moment before figuring it must be the way there's more than one human. It would just be strange if every human was named Human. "Well the Beel. Would you like to get some lunch? I could use some miso. I'm sure I got some hard drives you can eat."

HUNK just grumbled a bit. "Why did you call? Just burdening me with the knowledge you're still alive or do you have a job for me?"

"Which is why anyone with experience here should be kept up to speed. If it was up to me, all able bodied researchers would be put through live fire." That sounded bad. Live rounds with a real possibility of death. What he meant was worse "But brass says only the basics. Do you have your sidearm?"

He shrugged. Fair enough. He was just wanting to match her energy.

//My brain isn't boiling as badly anymore!

//My tempeture is spiking all over the place. Fucking hell.

//My brain is boiling.