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Wh-what...
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No! This cannot be... VILLAIN! You've used my body as a vessel of wickedness for the last time!
My resolve has been weak. Clearly, I have not nearly been as vigilant in my duties as is required of me- it's the only explanation as to how such a fiend could force me to commit such heinous acts! I would certainly never do anything of the ( Read more... ) -
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I...
What on earth? What is all this?
Reports, plans... Have I really been wasting my time with this? What's it supposed to achieve? All this selfish plotting, only thinking of myself... It disgusts me. I shall I have these documents destroyed immediately.
Everyone. I recently remembered that I used to be a policeman, a leader of an elite squad ( Read more... ) -
Wesker's Report 4
A memory... It seems that I was once a man of the law. S.T.A.R.S... an elite police force divided into two squads, encompassing America's best and brightest. I was its founder, and the leader of Alpha Team.
Interesting. Perhaps I should consider applying for a position on the town patrol?
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[private, unhackable]
My, my. Something certainly seems to be going on. Perhaps this wouldn't be a bad time to earn some debts.
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Those of you who remain normal: some of the infected may be dangerous. Should you require protection, you have but to ask. -
Action Post
*BANG!*
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[[OOC: Wesker is in the forest, practicing with his new handgun. A paper target is pinned to a tree: he is standing a fair distance away, alternating between grips and styles. Anyone is free to stumble across him.]]
*BANG!*
*BANG!*
*BANGBANG!*
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A single, perfect bullseye.
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Wesker's Report 3
[extremely private]
So this is what it feels like to remember.
...Virologist. That's what I was. Dr. Albert Wesker.
Someone was teaching me... directing my hand. Towards a girl. Subject Alpha, birth name "Lisa Trevor".
She was already a monster when she fell into my hands, but I don't think it would have mattered much to me if she wasn't. She was 25 ( Read more... ) -
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I successfully destroyed one of the melons. But from what I hear, the red ones are the easiest: my victory, if you can call it that, rings hollow.
I've retrieved one of the multicolored melons and brought it back to the apartment. Anyone interested in cracking this puzzle rationally, you're welcome to join me.
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Someone will die for this.
[[OOC: Wesker made it outside. Unfortunately he lost his sunglasses in the process, and isn't willing to go back inside to get them. Anyone looking for him will find him lurking in the shadows with his hands over his eyes.]]
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I' ve taken a job as a bouncer for the local bar. Hopefully the bar's patrons will drink in peace, and my services will not be required ( Read more... ) -
Albert's Report 2
[private, unhackable]
I have settled into an apartment, and am currently considering employment. My roommate is a man(?) named Lucius, with a bizarre attachment to a man referred to as Lord Raymond.
I don't like the way this is heading. I don't want to get lax and settle in. I want my memories. And I'm not willing to jump through hoops to get them. ( Read more... )