New Equipment [Fun Thread]

[Dominick King]

Dominick had been watching from the sidelines, his arms folded across his chair impatiently. He'd arrived too late to snag a chair when the simulation had started, but to his surprise two of the students took off the headsets and made their way out of the room. With a grin, Dominick wasted no time, hopping onto the electric blue chair and slapping on the headset. Instantly straps began to latch onto his arms and feet, locking him to the chair. "This -- is -- fuckin' -- awesome!"

Inside the headset, Dominick could see very little -- until after a short delay there was a small hum as the visor seemed to activate. He was greeted with the sight of an office building, looking down at the Umbrella logo on the paper he let out a groan. "Hate this game . . ." He then turned to the small plethora of weapons in front of him. Grinning, he began to crack his digital knuckles as he looked over what was available to him. It was an easy choice. He hated being weighed down and there was always a finite amount of ammo. He picked up one of the glocks and the baseball bat, a devilish smile plastered on his face. He made sure to grab the ten mags worth of glock ammo, placing them in his suddenly appearing pockets. 

With no other way to go, he'd make his way into the hallway to look for an exit holding the baseball bat in his right hand and the glock in his left. 

[Momma Kammie]

[[[Deacon booted from event]]]

Papers crunching beneath his feet, our new SOLO hero makes his way through the maze that is Umbrella Corporations Prime Facility. Only one issue: It's under ground. Not just any place under ground. It's under Raccoon City. There is only one way in or out. There aren't any windows to get out of and there aren't any nice big cabinets to hide in. Oh right. One more problem:

Hello. I am the Red Queen. Can I be of some assistance? Her voice reverberated through the halls as a projected image sent an image of a little girl to stand just behind Dominick. Luckily, after this little outburst, shall we call it, all was still silent. At least for now.

[Dominick King]

Dominick continued down the maze like halls, his breathing light and his ears perked for any movement or activity. It was still deathly silent -- until a sudden voice made him jump. Wheeling around as his eyes wildly scanned his surroundings, the aim of his pistol following his eyes. He was shocked to find his gun pointed at the face of a creepy little girl. There was a tense moment as he stood with his gun pointed at her forehead in a standoff. "S'up. So you're here to help me?" Slowly but surely he pointed the barrel towards the ground, just now remembering this was all game.

'Hope this isn't an escort mission . . .'

"Fuck yeah, welcome to the party Red Queen!" He'd jerk his head in a direction to signal for her to follow. Continuing in the direction he was headed before, he would half turn towards her. "So uh ... D'you know where the exit is?"

[[OOC: Sorry, didn't get the notification you'd posted]]

[Momma Kammie]

“Firing your ammunition at me will not help your current situation. My main objective is to assist you. Yes.” She would not respond to the rather informal welcome. “Of course I know. I control the building. But knowledge of the exit would not help you either. I cannot let you leave. You are contaminated with the T Virus. It has been running through the ventilation system for sometime now. I was sure it would have dissipated by now, l but unfortunately it has not. You are welcomed to tour the facility, but you cannot leave.”

At this point you will hear rustling from what seems like far away.

[Dominick King]

At her mention of him being infected and unable to leave he'd roll his eyes, groaning slightly as he gave a reply dripping with sarcasm. "Of course I am. At least I can tour any 9 to 5 workers' hell. Sounds lik--" He'd stop mid sentence, focus honing in the direction of the sound. Gun raised, he'd slowly and quietly approach intending to blast the first thing that popped out at him.

[Momma Kammie]

The Hologram would turn its "gaze" toward the hallway. Waiting for the thing to come about. A female, small in stature but not frail, rounded the corner. She looks worse for ware but alive. Maybe. Could be Undead. The Hologram waits until the female has shambled into full view-- about 18 feet from you-- before she turns back to you.

"This one is also infected but has been here much longer than you. I really wished she would have made it farther than this."

You receive no further information. You may note that the right arm is missing below the elbow and is tied tourniquet to allow no further blood to escape. She has a bloodied nose and redness around the mouth and eyes. Her skin is pale and slightly ashy. Her clothes are rather torn and she is missing both shoes. Let's just NOT talk about her ragged hair. Please?

[Momma Kammie]

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You hear a woman’s voice. It sounds familiar, like something long forgotten from a dream years ago.

“Welcome back. I apologize for the system malfunction. I do believe it is getting better. Last time there were several volunteers whose cerebral cortex’s shattered. Very unfortunate that.”

As she is speaking you each feel a burning sensation at the nape of your neck. If you bother to touch the area, it is slightly raised. And got to the touch.

“Worry not if there is a small warm or possibly itchy feeling in the rear of your neck. It will subside by tomorrow evening. Thank you for participating in our trial. As always, Umbrella Corporation thanks you for your readily available DNA.”

Her hologram shifts and disintegrates. The chairs, once evacuated, fold in on themselves and tuck into briefcases that float up into what looks like a ceiling tile from Chicken Little.

[Momma Kammie]

REWARDS!!!!!!

Everyone gets +2 Exp!

Everyone also gets:

Baseball Bat: (Consumable) uses: 3
Deals 1/2 ENG + STR


Seinaru, Kit Pharrow, Deacon Graves,

All of y’all get:

Vile o’ Bile (Consumable) uses: 1
Throw on any opponent, creates a film over the eyes making it difficult to see. 

Dominik King, you get:

The T Virus (Consumable) uses: 1
Inject yourself and reap the benefits. (X 1.5 up to 18)

[Momma Kammie]

View and accept rewards , Dominick King, Kit Pharrow, Deacon Graves, Dominick King