[Video forever]
[Washington D.C., Leon Kennedy's world. Zombies are all about, and stalking the place. Moans, cries, a few gunshots can be heard, but not much else. Someone's had a party that's still not winding down yet.
Until you see a pile of zombies go flying in the air, followed by a few slashes of red ramming by. Then a quick shout, and eight glowing red swords are floating in the air, sticking themselves into the nearest targets and then exploding. The zombies' attention is gathered, and they begin making their way towards this new distraction, their cries showing intrigue.
More bodies go flying, blood spattering from place to place, and you can hear bullets begin ringing out in the city. On the other side, it actually looks like there's a lightning storm, and at the center there's Trish. What looks like lightning comes back into her hand and reforms to a very long spear-like looking sword. Trish sighs, bored out of her mind as she pulls out a gun and shoots a zombie in the face. One thinks that they can sneak up on her, and manages to get its arms around her before she basically elbows it in two.
It's clear now that Dante and Trish have arrived in D.C., along with a few others, and are tearing this zombie army apart as if it were the easiest thing in the world. The devil hunter grins, looking back at his partner, finally, before chuckling.]
I'd say we crash this party and start our own, what do you say to that, babe?
[[OKAY SO THEY HAVE A REASON FOR BEING LATE, RE'S WORLD TIME GOES FASTER THAN DMC'S, ORZ. Also I fail since RL has been dragging me everywhere. |D BRB FUCKING YOUR SHIT UP, WESKER AND BIRKIN. STEIN YOU'RE GONNA GET A BEATING TOO.]]
Until you see a pile of zombies go flying in the air, followed by a few slashes of red ramming by. Then a quick shout, and eight glowing red swords are floating in the air, sticking themselves into the nearest targets and then exploding. The zombies' attention is gathered, and they begin making their way towards this new distraction, their cries showing intrigue.
More bodies go flying, blood spattering from place to place, and you can hear bullets begin ringing out in the city. On the other side, it actually looks like there's a lightning storm, and at the center there's Trish. What looks like lightning comes back into her hand and reforms to a very long spear-like looking sword. Trish sighs, bored out of her mind as she pulls out a gun and shoots a zombie in the face. One thinks that they can sneak up on her, and manages to get its arms around her before she basically elbows it in two.
It's clear now that Dante and Trish have arrived in D.C., along with a few others, and are tearing this zombie army apart as if it were the easiest thing in the world. The devil hunter grins, looking back at his partner, finally, before chuckling.]
I'd say we crash this party and start our own, what do you say to that, babe?
[[OKAY SO THEY HAVE A REASON FOR BEING LATE, RE'S WORLD TIME GOES FASTER THAN DMC'S, ORZ. Also I fail since RL has been dragging me everywhere. |D BRB FUCKING YOUR SHIT UP, WESKER AND BIRKIN. STEIN YOU'RE GONNA GET A BEATING TOO.]]