Resident Evil: Operation CLEAN-UP

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

Akim was now completely freaking out in his mind. He tried to not let that show too much. He walked over to an area that he tried to make look like a random selection, but was really just a place where the fire was directly between him and Rose, and went about brushing some leaves out of the way and laying down.


"Uhh... I think I'm going to gets some rest... goodnight."

[Tina]

The very fact that you wanted to keep the fire between us kind of upset Rose...but the fact that Akim didn't totally run away made her feel slightly better.
"I am sorry...I wish there was something I could do to make this less weird...but I doubt it would help." Rose made a few clacking noise and her larvae went back into her body. She put her dress back on and made a nest of her own to go sleep.

[Rayleonarde]

The tank, after a few moments of searching, left the two alone. "Just some civvies, sir. We're catching up with the others now." The tank's engine grumbled, as the metal beast trundled away.


Ray stepped out of the vehicle, and waited for Cyprus. He wasn't sure if they needed to be decontaminated or not.

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

(Wait... I think Im missing something. Where did this tank come from? I thought you were with Cyprus in the Helicopter? Also have you spotted me?)

[Rayleonarde]

((There was a tank platoon that had helped with the BOW in that little town, and were headed back to base. The tank had picked up the fire on thermal cameras, and went to investigate. And, the tank had spotted you, but made the call that you weren't a mutant, and is leaving.))

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

(I see... Thank you. Also, do you have any idea as to when we are doing that time-skip thing)

[Rayleonarde]

((Well, now that the cargo from the blacksite is now in BSAA hands, I suppose whenever. I don't wanna do it unless, at least, Cyprus is okay with it. Everyone else seems to have disappeared.))

[Tina]

(Ok I am alright with that.)

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

Disembarking from the helicopter himself, Cyprus dropped his weapon into a bin beside the helicopter. He stretched dramatically, working the journey out of his bones. He turned to Ray, and gestured towards the bin.
"Drop off your gear here." he ordered. "We're reporting in to de-con, then we're free to rest up. God knows I need a good few hours."

(I'm fine with the timeskip, initiate it whenever you want, or feel it's a good time.)

[Magna Jackson]

Name: Magna Jackson
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Wolf
Group: Civilian
Weapons of choice: Parker Hale M85, .44 Custom Mateba, .500 S&W Revolver, Ka-Bar 1275 Knife
Armor: Combat trousers, Jacket, .44 & .7.62 Belt Bandolier,  .500 Bandolier, Waist revolver holsters
Survivability rating: (5/10)

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

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"Drop off your gear here." he ordered. "We're reporting in to de-con, then we're free to rest up. God knows I need a good few hours."

(I'm fine with the timeskip, initiate it whenever you want, or feel it's a good time.)

(Considering the majority of us are resting, I feel now would be a good time to skip a good year or two. I am going to begin with post-skip time, but if anyone wants to either stay at this time, or think I am doing this poorly, just say so and ill get rid of this post. Also, I have no clue where we were to begin with, so also tell me if driving to Canada is impossible.)


It had been two years after the BSAA had first arrived at the town at which Akim had used to live. Since then, Akim had walked, hitchhiked, and driven stolen cars until he was able to go off the grid by arriving at a small town of about 20 residents in northern Canada. He now lived in a small house that he had made himself, and made a living off of hunting, and selling whatever meat he collected.

[Rayleonarde]

The BSAA, after obtaining the irradiated case, were able to get several locations where black-sites might lay. They also began to develop weapons and fighting vehicles to combat the obviously new BOW's. All-terrain, poly-pedal walkers were researched, along with infantry-carried massive-caliber anti-BOW weapons. The research had only just reached peak efficiency, but wouldn't be completed for another few months.


Ray had gone through specialist training, granting him access to explosives, and the newer technologies. He was returning to the barracks, instruction manuals in paw.


Several new recruits were added to Lieutenant  Cyprus's battlegroup, and was designated "X-Ray". His battle-group was also reassigned, instead of fast-assault infantry; Cyprus now commanded an 'experimental' assault force.

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

Laying on his bunk in the barracks, Cyprus turned the page of a book he held in his claws. His rifle lay next to him with a cloth, just freshly cleaned and prepped for their next deployment, whenever and wherever that would be. They were sent out a little less often now; the 'experimental' force was only ever used when a normal infantry squad was insufficient. It meant they got a little more downtime, which he was more than happy with.
His new recruits were just that; new blood. They weren't the best at what they did, but that was the entire point of training and experience. They were his responsibility, and he's make sure he didn't lose them, like he lost the others.

[Magna Jackson]

Taking a small isolated dirt track from an isolated camp towards a main town, Magna walked alone and at a fairly brisk pace. He carried his gun by his side, being wary of his surroundings. It was obvious he was in a hurry.

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

Akim was at home trying to make his radio, which he had taken from a car, pick up anything but static. Giving up, he sat down on a small wooden chair, and picked up a nearby book. He paged through the book, which happened to be a BSAA manual he had looted off a corpse 2 years ago. He wondered if the BSAA knew he was alive.