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Who: Rufus Shinra, Wesker, and whoever runs the challenge
When: Today
Where: Shin-Ra Company
Rating: TBA
Warnings: It's Wesker. Violence most likely.
Summary: Rufus' training exercise for his Turks. Can they get past or through the Tyrant to save the President?
((If you don't have time to log it, no worries! Every Turk is assumed to have responded and taken a run at Wesker because it would be hugely OOC for them not to. Well, unless a player specifies otherwise. Wesker will be using all his abilities to keep the Turks out such as his speed, strength, and so on. He will not be using his guns, however, the Turks are welcome to use theirs or whatever weapon they have. Remember Wesker can take being shot and keep coming. Reno's EMR is about the only weapon he'll be taking seriously. If someone wants to put up a response but not log, feel free to do a quick summary such as they showed up, Wesker knocked them out a window/down the stairs/beat them into unconsciousness, and they're recovering at Medical.
Shin-Ra was quiet for once. Rufus had sent most of the employees out into the city for work with Shu-Ra's people on the energy plans. There were two Turks downstairs, but the President had the second story to himself. He had claimed a headache before sending his Turks out, telling them to go downstairs.
In the dark basement of Shin-Ra, a panel was slid aside, a man pulling himself up and out of the tunnel beneath. Sliding the heavy metal plate back into place, his red eyes flared in the darkness. Breaking into the wall had been easy enough. So many of these old buildings had crawl spaces in the walls for some reason. Up, up, and stopping only when he reached the place he had marked before. Up to the ceiling and another portion shoved aside, and Wesker dropped back down to the floor.
"You're late."
Wesker dusted himself off as he walked around the President's desk. He was unarmed as was agreed, the guns stolen from Leon too precious to be dragging around. Glancing at Shin-Ra, Wesker drew off his sunglasses and set them on the desk.
"Shall we begin?" Wesker asked, drawing the microphone over to them.
When: Today
Where: Shin-Ra Company
Rating: TBA
Warnings: It's Wesker. Violence most likely.
Summary: Rufus' training exercise for his Turks. Can they get past or through the Tyrant to save the President?
((If you don't have time to log it, no worries! Every Turk is assumed to have responded and taken a run at Wesker because it would be hugely OOC for them not to. Well, unless a player specifies otherwise. Wesker will be using all his abilities to keep the Turks out such as his speed, strength, and so on. He will not be using his guns, however, the Turks are welcome to use theirs or whatever weapon they have. Remember Wesker can take being shot and keep coming. Reno's EMR is about the only weapon he'll be taking seriously. If someone wants to put up a response but not log, feel free to do a quick summary such as they showed up, Wesker knocked them out a window/down the stairs/beat them into unconsciousness, and they're recovering at Medical.
Shin-Ra was quiet for once. Rufus had sent most of the employees out into the city for work with Shu-Ra's people on the energy plans. There were two Turks downstairs, but the President had the second story to himself. He had claimed a headache before sending his Turks out, telling them to go downstairs.
In the dark basement of Shin-Ra, a panel was slid aside, a man pulling himself up and out of the tunnel beneath. Sliding the heavy metal plate back into place, his red eyes flared in the darkness. Breaking into the wall had been easy enough. So many of these old buildings had crawl spaces in the walls for some reason. Up, up, and stopping only when he reached the place he had marked before. Up to the ceiling and another portion shoved aside, and Wesker dropped back down to the floor.
"You're late."
Wesker dusted himself off as he walked around the President's desk. He was unarmed as was agreed, the guns stolen from Leon too precious to be dragging around. Glancing at Shin-Ra, Wesker drew off his sunglasses and set them on the desk.
"Shall we begin?" Wesker asked, drawing the microphone over to them.