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((OOM: After blowing up a lot (all) of his former workplace and stealing the data to trade to the government for not prosecuting him for his part in creating a terrible bioweapon and participating in human experimentation and various other ills, Wesker and his fellow genius attempt to rendezvous with government agents. It is not the best rendezvous ever and leads to eating of grasshoppers.))
Wesker comes in stooping somewhat, as though he'd ducked to fit in through a shack door. He stretches, heads upstairs for a shower, and then emerges back into the bar to order food.
He is very hungry.
Frogs do not cut it.
He looks like a skinny kid in black inhaling a turkey sandwich. His eyes are blue because tinted contacts rock. Go ahead, talk to him.
Wesker comes in stooping somewhat, as though he'd ducked to fit in through a shack door. He stretches, heads upstairs for a shower, and then emerges back into the bar to order food.
He is very hungry.
Frogs do not cut it.
He looks like a skinny kid in black inhaling a turkey sandwich. His eyes are blue because tinted contacts rock. Go ahead, talk to him.