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Lupo's eyes traced over the delicate yet firm features of the woman before her. She had seen that face - those eyes, before. But where? Surely a long time back. Ah, that was it! During her Umbrella years Karena remembered having read a file on a project of Umbrella's. There was a woman who had served as security for an underground facility, living in the mansion over it.
She had been infected with the T-Virus, if Karena did remember correctly. And according to her file, her genes had bonded with the virus. Umbrella had been searching for this woman - hunting her down...
"Alice, correct?" Karena inquired refusing to call her 'Project Alice' as she was widely known as among former Umbrella operatives.
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♤ } — A friendly face. Niki's eyes met with the profile of the woman going through books near the cafe in the bookstore where she had worked since her return. Well. At least for a while since her return. A customer. Or even just someone to talk to. Either way, she looked kind enough. "Do you need some help, Ma'am?"
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Prisoner (Alice // Seth, closed)
The dark room was just iluminated by some torchs at the walls. It was a man taking a seat on a chair, he was on watch and in the middle of the room was a cage. A cage with a boy in it. Outside the growls of the undead could be heard, as well as some noises behind the walls, they were about to burst into the prison and this people didn't even care at all.
Seth Clearwater was trapped, not only in a prison surrounded by those things, but he was in a cage, just like an animal. The boy sighed as he changed position for like the twenty forth time in at least two hours now. They would never let him get out of there because they saw what he was capable off, even if he saved their life, they just locked him up. Seth didn't blamed them though, he probably would have done the same if a boy shifted into a huge wolf in front of everyone, even if it was because he wanted to help.
The young shape-shifter payed attention when he heard a woman's voice, she should be the one who get here with the plane, he looked around from his seat in the uncomfortable bank in the cage as the woman came in with the 'leader' in the prison, he was talking about how dangerous he was and Seth rolled his eyes, but he was surprised when she approached his position. The boy just waved his hand at her. "Hey" He greeted with a soft smile.
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didntstaydead started following you
It was a nice and warm day. The perfect kind of day to go hunting, or just in general exercise. And that was what Diana was doing. Leaping through trees and running along the earth. Keeping in shape and doing her laps. Maybe she could even get in a bit of hunting too...
But something else had caught her attention. A scent on the air, and the image of what looked like a woman, strolling right along an old and deserted road. The concrete and asphalt cracked, desecrated and destroyed. Broken up and completely missing in some places.
Diana leaped through the trees, closing in with rapid speed.... And once she had reached the branches hanging over the road, the helmet wearing girl swung down, hanging upside down in front of Alice.
"You know, it's not safe to be up here."
#didntstaydead#I TRIED#I tried so hard#I failed#i literally rewrote this starter 5 times before i said fuck it and just sort of did this#i'm sorry i'm bad at thing right now v.v
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"didntstaydead is a truly beautiful alice. she's done more to alice - given her a bit of depth rather than focusing on her abilities. it takes a lot of skill to do such. she's my alice and will forever be."
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#resident evil confessions#didntstaydead#alice abernathy#submission#anonymous#nobody queues it but me
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url giveaway
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helloooo here's my list of saved urls that i'd love to give to a nice new home pls dm or message me if you're interested! don't need to follow or anything <3 anyone is welcome to reblog/signal boost!!
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Stuff & Things.
I decided it was time I made a list of my current and prospective AU’s and verses. So, here we have it; a list of all the verses I have in progress, and also the ones I would like. You know, since I spend most of my time playing Dahlia anyway and love her to bits, I figure having more threads than I know what to do with couldn’t hurt, right?
Burn it Down: After Dahlia nearly sets her and Claire’s breakfast on fire, a little something else gets sparked as well. Maybe I need not remind anyone that this began as a cooking drabble, but I just find it amusing, especially considering that Kiss and Control began as a kiss drabble. Funny how things turn out, right? Essentially, this thread at the current moment is at a standstill seeing as I’m not sure whether my muse or Claire are much interested in it anymore. However, it was fun while it lasted, and I’ll still attempt to reply.
Bite to Break Skin: When a regular supply run goes horribly wrong, Dahlia and Claire find themselves in the middle of a waking nightmare which Dahlia just might not make it out of. This thread moves pretty slow, and I take full responsibility for that, but all the same, it’s the thread that breaks my heart. Funny enough, nothing even that traumatic has happened in it yet.
Desert Days Gone By: A new addition to the convoy finds herself at odds with the little blonde angel. Ah, Shep. While I love you to bits, it appears Dahlia doesn’t quite share my emotions. All the same, a little bit of vindictive bitch Dahlia can be fun sometimes, no?
Guilty: After Dahlia kills the man she’s been traveling with for the past few months, she’s saved from a pack of zombies by an old friend. Trouble is, she may not be the girl that Alice remembers. This thread came on a whim, and I owe a reply for it that I’ve owed for like a month now. Totally my bad.
Engine Grease: Long time friends and sometime lovers, Dahlia and Alice find themselves in a bit of a hard place when a new adversary arrives in town. Fast and Furious, enough said. Actually, no, not enough said. Emily Rose as Dahlia’s older FC, Alice as a mechanic and street racer, and a snarky rich lady whose FC happens to be Eliza Dushku. Who could ask for any more than that?
The Lost Are Found: Dahlia, after being trapped in the back of a superstore for three months, finds herself rescued by a knight in not so shining armor. Soon after, the two of them come across another survivor, who’s just a little more than she first appeared, This was the hardest one to sum up. Essentially, let’s have an AU where Alice found Dahlia instead of Claire finding her. And let’s throw in another survivor who knew Alice before the apocalypse. Oh yeah, and she happens to look like Gal Gadot and she’s French.
Carnival of Lost Souls: Jacen and Dahlia have taken refuge inside an old amusement park, assuming they’re the only ones around. But as Dahlia discovers while ‘alone’ in the park one day, the park isn’t as abandoned as it seemed. The last thing I needed was an AU where Dahlia never killed Jacen because it honestly breaks my heart to think what he would do to her, but on the flip side, a post apocalyptic amusement park with zombie clowns and the possibility of the last surviving twinkie is a little hard to turn down. Besides, I can’t resist Nadia.
For Better or For Worse, Remember Me: Dahlia makes a trip to the local graveyard only to find that the woman whose grave she’s visited for the past three years isn’t dead. That about sums it up. Let’s not. I also still hate myself for killing Alice in this particular AU. Haha no.
Never Grow Up: Unlucky as it was, it was just her luck. Found by Umbrella while hiding in the store, Dahlia was turned into their newest pet project; Project Pan. The girl who would never grow up. Little did they knew just how dangerous she would be. I’m thinking River Tam right now, honestly. ‘I can kill you with my mind’.
Girt By Sea: A summer of serving drinks on a cruise ship sounded like fun, until she met that one girl in the bar. Jade, though. Dahlia and drinks is not a good idea, especially around someone like Jade. Oh dear.
Kiss & Control: New feelings are discovered between the angel and her savior, but the relief of having things off their chests is short lived. After narrowly escaping from a horde of zombies, Dahlia and Claire run into someone they never expected to see again, and Dahlia shows a nastier side. I think the summary says it all on this one. Ouch. Double ouch.
Those Nights: Choosing between her heart and her soul won’t exactly be easy. Especially when one is ballet and the other is her teacher. I don’t have any idea where this came from or why but I’m glad it happened.
Okay so there, that’s a list of all my current threads, I believe. On to the actual verses. Now, this is only a list of the ones I consider verses. Ones I reuse, ergo.
Main verse: I set my mainverse in Resident Evil: Extinction. I honestly don’t play my main verse often, preferring to use my second verse, which is an alternate storyline following Afterlife. In any event, mainverse is the bio which I have posted for Dahls, and most threads I consider mainverse if they go by that bio, even if they’re actually technically not.
Carnival of Lost Souls Verse: Yes, I made this a verse. In this verse, Dahlia never killed Jacen, and neither did Claire. As far as this verse goes, Dahlia attempted to escape an attempted rape by opening the front doors to the store, letting in all the zombies. However, Jacen survived and the two of them took to the road, ending up in an abandoned amusement park. This verse is probably the most difficult to bear, because of the horror Dahlia’s been through, and the change in her as a person. However, it’s also sort of fun. Who doesn’t love Dahlia with a little bit of pickpocketing and a penchant for sharp objects?
Secondary Verse: After escaping from the Arcadia, Claire and Dahlia returned to the desert, the only place they knew. The convoy, while now much smaller, continued on, looking for any more survivors left in what used to be America. In this verse, Dahlia’s around 18.
Fast & Furious Verse: While this is a closed verse to janus-abernathy, if you come talk to me about it, maybe I’ll work something out for you. I’m a nice person, and I can totally understand why you’d want in on such a sexy AU. Essentially, in this verse, Dahlia’s in her early 20’s, and her FC is Emily Rose. I have it set up to where she’s technically ‘Letty’.
Project Pan Verse: Dahlia’s Umbrella verse. Modified by genetics into a modern day, much more twisted version of Peter Pan, Dahlia is the girl who will never grow up, wandering the streets of a ruined world with only a dagger to defend herself. And no, sadly, she can’t fly.
#redfieldos#janusabernathy#didntstaydead#commanderscarface#thingsjadehates#i think thats all of them?
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{{ never grow up ;;
“Status?”
“Project Pan is fully functional.”
Their “project”, a seventeen year old girl strapped to a lab table with tubes and wires coming out every which way opened her eyes.
For a split second, her irises were pure white, but then they flooded with a pale yellow-green — a startling color which prompted gasps from the scientists surrounding her.
“She’s magnificent.” One remarked. The project’s eyes flashed, turning emerald. None of the scientists noticed.
Pan is successful - Growth has been cut short and possibly terminated completely - Much more progress than Wendy.
“Her progress is amazing. Her blood seems to have bonded with the virus perfectly.” Just as he said this, every light bulb in the room shattered, and the room went dark.
“What the fuck was-“
The girl slipped down the hall, wrapped in only a lab coat, somehow unnoticed in the chaos as people rushed past. Alarms blared.
-There’s been an incident in the west wing. An experiment may have escaped. Please keep calm and stay where you are. We will handle this-
She scoffed at the voice over the loudspeakers and continued walking, pushing the door open. No one tried to stop her.
She shivered as she stepped out into the street, leaving all the noise and chaos behind her. By the time the people inside realized she had escaped the building, she was long gone.
Now alone and without any form of memory as to who she really was, Pan wandered the empty streets, cold and alone, armed with only a dagger she’d snatched from one of the lab tables. Not a practical thing to leave laying around.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eyes, there was movement. She turned.
“Who’s there?”
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I hate mobile but at the library and I miss you guys =.=
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I plan on doing replies when I get home, should Dahlia still be around.
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Yep. Zombie RPG.
Um so I made the thing. I was totally too lazy to try and figure out some fancy forum site so I chose to use webs because I used it before. Idek, I'll probably end up making it on here instead, because I don't have the time or patience to keep that site going. However, it looks pretty.
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Guilty ▷ Alice & Dahlia
She hadn’t planned on killing him. But the gun had been in her hands, and she had, nonetheless, pulled the trigger. He had been the one to save her from Arcadia. He had done nothing but care for her. She shouldn’t have killed him over something so petty. All he had done was attempt to kiss her — an innocent gesture. But innocent it wasn’t. Not to her. Not after what she had been through years before. She stared at the man on the floor in front of her and she didn’t feel real. Stepping back from the body, Dahlia felt the gun slip from her fingers and heard the resulting clatter as it hit the floor. He had kept her safe, where would she go now?
He had told her that Claire and Alice were dead, and with no proof that he was lying, she really had no choice but to believe. Where could she go now? She continued to back away, and tripped over the doorjamb, falling flat on her back, out the door and onto the concrete outside. Her back slammed against the stone of the doorstep and she felt the breath knocked out of her. In almost no time at all, one of the infected had gotten up the steps and was leering over her. She screamed, pulling the knife out of her pocket, and jammed it into the thing’s forehead, shoving it off her and down the steps. The man she had killed was the least of her worries right now, seeing as these things were suddenly everywhere and staying alive was a problem at hand.
She looked up to see herself surrounded. They were all around the house, every way she turned. There wasn’t any way she could shoot them seeing as her gun was back inside with the body, and outrunning them wasn’t an option. What now?
She heard footsteps nearby. Great. Just wonderful.
#okay okay#i dunno if you even want a thread with me but hey idc#i made this#didntstaydead#i had a lot of muse omfg
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