[drone filter]...March 1st ( Read more... )

[It's for the best, Jill tells herself. Relm has magic, sure, but magic can be taken away, while the ability to shoot isn't something so easily stolen. On top of that, it seems to have taken Relm's mind off of Palom, so ( Read more... )

[Jill stands in her bedroom window, watching the streets of Mayfield as the riots play out. Her mask rests in one hand, and ever so often her gaze falls down to it.

After several minutes of this, she affixes the mask to her face, dons her cloak, and makes her way to the phone.]

Kyon. Relm. Wherever you are, get in the house and stay there ( Read more... )

Mommy, mommy, time to wake up! C'mon, mommy!

...mmm? Oh, I- I must have overslept. Don't you two have school?

Not today! It's the weekend, silly!

...right. Sorry. Did you need something? Mommy's very... very tired, kids.

Daddy put the lights up while you were sleeping, Mommy! C'mon, you gotta come see! It's so pretty!

Of course- Of course he ( Read more... )

Hey!

Hey!

Daddy, I know you like playing jokes on Christmas, but this isn't funny! Where am I? Whose house is this?

Hmm...

I must have been kidnapped!Well, you're in for it now, kidnappers! You don't know who you're messin' with! I'm Jill Valentine, master thief, and I'm gonna clean your clock if I catch you ( Read more... )

[There is a moment of silence on the phone.]

I...

I need help.

My name is... Jill. I live at 1761 Beaver Street.

I need someone strong. Physically. Several people if possible.

Please come as soon as you can. I don't know how long I can fight this.

[People helping can move over to this log! Probably should have made that first, durhur.]

[Wesker is a drone.

...

Wesker is a drone.

Wesker is a drone.The sentence repeats itself in Jill's mind over and over as she stands, alone, on the roof of a building in town. The rain slides off of her mask and cloak, not that she would have noticed anyway ( Read more... )

[hey

hey Mayfield

remember how you had a creepy blonde woman stalking around at night

Well you don't have to worry about that anymore. Instead, you have a creepy cloaked figure in a scary bird mask with GLOWING RED EYES. Why the glowing? WHO CARES.

Jill steps out her front door, her face as still as stone beneath the mask. It's early morning; the sun ( Read more... )

[As per Wesker's orders, Jill has dedicated her free time to exploring Mayfield, something she had stopped doing a few weeks after her initial arrival months ago. Spending too much time away from home or her job as a waitress, she knows, will lead to brainwashing, and so she spends the absolute minimum amount of time possible at both. Those who ( Read more... )

[With its residents dead, dying, or out of their minds, Mayfield is quiet- moreso than usual. 1761 Beaver Street's drone husband mills about his morning business, oblivious to his "wife" waking up in their bed. The woman's eyes flicker open, and she sits up in a swift jerk. Her eyes scan the room almost mechanically, before widening in apparent ( Read more... )