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( oookay so after some thought, between how busy I’m gonna be for the next little while & also since I’m having a hard time focusing on a bunch of different blogs, I’m going to be moving Annette over to @triumphantmuses. I might still be active here from time to time, but for the most part, she’ll be there. I’ll try to refollow everyone that I was interacting with here, over there. )
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parancidperfecticn: / 𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑬 𝑩𝑰𝑹𝑲𝑰𝑵
He can’t bring himself to react quickly unlike any other time he would. If William is actually dead then a large portion of the mission is far from accomplishment but close enough to failure. In that case, Umbrella’s order is to execute the woman’s life. In their beliefs, her life has no importance but he denies to follow what he was instructed to do if the worst happens. He speculates what’s behind the door is nothing but somebody she previously cared for but if it is they should evacuate and quickly.
There’s really nothing else that can be done and despite not knowing the man personally, he detested how worthless his presence is. still the least he can do, maintaining the samples of the virus safe along with his family…seems reasonable.“ —I’m sorry for what happened to your husband” he means it.“ let’s find your daughter i bet she’ll be happy to see you” an attempt to light up the mood as he begins to walk away from their current location.
“ Oh, it doesn’t matter, now, ” her words were less of a truth, and more of a feeble attempt at raising her walls once more. It did matter, and she knew it. This wasn’t something that would just go away, it was going to stay with her, forever. “ Sherry is what’s important... William and I had a plan to get her out of here... Hopefully, it’s still possible with just one of us left. ”
Annette didn’t expect J.D to help. His being a part of Umbrella only made him more suspicious in her eyes, given recent events. But, on a similar note, she had seen the reports from J.D wanted her dead, she’d be bleeding out on the floor already. Just like Alpha Team had done to her husband.
Slowly, she began to follow him down the hallway. One end led away from where she’d come, a room of dead computers and stumbling scientists, the other, towards a door into the sewers. Towards freedom, or whatever kind of freedom she could hope for.
There was a moment her mouth hung open, as though she were contemplating her next words. “ Be careful, in the sewers. Will-- G has already infected a number of hosts. There’s probably going to be a lot of them in there. ”
( I just realized that I completely forgot to make an announcement here but ! my apologies for the absence, I’ve been very caught up with my multi and, as of recent, schoolwork. I’m working on replies at the moment. I might end up moving Annette over to the multi for good, just because it’s easier for me to have one blog, but we’ll see. I know I’m at very least going to have to simplify things soon because school is getting difficult, but I’m not 100% sure how to go about it yet. thanks for reading ! )
Halloween themed starters !
❛ was that someone knocking? its not time for trick or treaters yet. ❜
❛ how can you watch movies like this? ❜
❛ stop predicting what’s going to happen next! you’re taking all the fun out of it. ❜
❛ you have to get real candy. we can’t be known as the house that handed out licorice. ❜
❛ if you scare me one more time, you’re going to end up getting hit. ❜
❛ you call that a costume? ❜
❛ it smells like a pumpkin threw up in here. ❜
❛ i brought a ouija board! ❜
❛ i don’t mess with spirits. ❜
❛ you’re just being paranoid. ❜
❛ can you go in first? i hate being the lead for haunted houses. ❜
❛ do you save all your black clothes just for fall? ❜
❛ i hate halloween. ❜
❛ halloween parties are only good for two things: dressing in lingerie and getting really, really drunk. ❜
❛ did you really eat all the candy? that was for the trick or treaters. ❜
❛ i feel like we’re being watched. ❜
❛ are you sure this place is abandoned? ❜
❛ we really shouldn’t be here. ❜
❛ why is everyone in horror movies stupid? ❜
❛ do not go in there, you’re going to get murdered! ❜
❛ i’m no expert, but usually there’s signs saying ‘do not enter’ for a good reason. ❜
❛ i’m not scared. ❜
❛ can’t we just sit on the couch, cuddle, watch scary movies, and eat halloween candy until we puke? ❜
❛ aren’t you a bit old to be trick or treating? ❜
( happy halloween to those who celebrate !! even if you don’t, I hope you have a wonderful and fun-filled day ! I’m gonna be throwing out halloween-based opens & memes & stuff across my blogs (so i’ll probably reblog this to them) for the day, have a good one y’all ! )
send “something strange” and i’ll write a starter where our muses are ghost/demon/etc hunters.
( consider this both a headcanon and a non-serious warning - Annette hasn’t celebrated anything except her daughter’s birthday in literal years. chances are that if you actually manage to get her to celebrate with you, then she’ll be very serious the whole time because Who’s Fun?? Never Met Them- )
If I could 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 If I could ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇ his life for 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦
He’d be standing 🇭🇪🇷🇪 right now
& you would 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 & that would be 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝
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hands are kept folded in her lap. if she keeps still, obedient, they don’t force her to wear the uncomfortable metal bracelets. calm, yet her heart beats rapidly in her chest, drowning out the sounds around her. “ am i in trouble? “ her voice is soft, rising with a tone that does not betray her nerves. she doesn’t want to be shocked again - the men with dark helmets always seem so eager to add to the collection of scars that have been burned into her.
“ i can do my tests well - i can be good for the tests. “
“No, you’re not in trouble. Not yet.”
For words so comforting, the tone was fairly cold. The woman’s expression told of no emotion, yet her eyes shined with vague interest. Madeline Beaulieu wasn’t like the other subjects. Where the others were angry and scared, Beaulieu was kind, and soft spoken. Never once had Annette seen her lash out, or had the guards been given reason to restrain her. Perhaps it was terror that kept her place. Or, perhaps she was just compassionate by nature.
Had the horn grown since she’d last checked? Annette gave it a moment of thought, staring. The Iaso Virus had an odd way of manifesting itself physically, but at least it made Madeline easy to find, should she run off. Her chair squealed as she pushed it back ( the chairs in this place had to be worth about the same as a cracker ), and the virologist left the table, retrieving a measuring tape from the shelves behind her, and strode back to Madeline.
“Hold still,” not that it was a request. The command was followed by the shliip! of a measuring tape unrolling. After a moment of mumbling, Annette allowed the tape to snap shut. “Ms. Beaulieu, someone told me that they saw you giving half of your nightly rations to another subject, two nights ago. Is this true?”
@eriidia: "I miss moments like this more than anything." (From Sherry, and hi! That url is from my multi muse blog featuring her)
The last time Annette had laid eyes on her daughter was in a musty old hotel room, as the door had quietly clicked shut behind her. She’d left her there, with Kennedy, where she’d thought Sherry would be safe. Safer than staying with her, at least. As much as she missed her daughter, she knew that it was better for Sherry to stay away, at least for now, and for reasons that the poor girl surely wouldn’t have understood then.
She’s grown so much since that day. The woman that walked beside her now was no child, but she was still the girl that Annette had missed so terribly. Sherry had no reason to return that feeling, in fact, she had every reason to hate her mother. So it came as quite a shock to Annette to learn that her daughter had missed her at all.
Annette pushed aside the notes she’d been scribbling away at ( Sherry deserved her attention, at very least ), meeting the agent’s eyes.
“I do too,” she responded, taking a shaky breath, “I’m... I’m sorry that we haven’t been able to talk much. And for - well, everything, I guess. All of it. I- I really hope that we get to do this more often.”
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Outrunning them was his only hope. He hadn’t the firepower to take out the the entire squad breathing down his neck and truthfully he’d been trying not to kill any of them. They were just grunts, just poor sods following orders and they probably didn’t even know who he was or how dangerous he could be.
So it was body shots, arms, legs, anything that would incapacitate but not kill. Still ultimately an idealist at heart, thinking he could resolve the situation without more bloodshed than was necessary.
He’d bumped into the goddamn squad trying to loot a safehouse and then go dark again but without such easy access to information right then, he couldn’t have known that they’d moved in on that safehouse mere minutes before he’d arrived.
He’d fled. They’d pursued. He’d ended up losing them in the twisting sewers beneath the city (sewers, again?) and he’d emerged into a utilitarian corridor far too much akin to the maintenance tunnels beneath Raccoon. It heightened his anticipation and awareness to the point that he could hear something going on in one of the rooms ahead of him.
Checking the clip in his handgun and hoping not to use it because gods, the noise it would make in those corridors would call down everything upon his head, he advanced quietly and slowly.
You didn’t go through life as paranoid a person as Annette Birkin without being observant. And besides that, she’d been alone so long- any noise at all was a change. The footsteps echoing down the sewer were no different. A familiar pit of anxiety opened up in her gut, as the virologist began her search for her gun ( where was that thing when she needed it? )
She could only imagine that whoever was outside could hear her, too. She wasn’t really being quiet. It was hard to do that when adrenaline was coursing through your veins. Finally, her hands clasped around the cold metal handle of her pistol, pulling the weapon from it’s hiding place.
With some form of self-defense on hand, Annette positioned herself against the wall just beside the door - there wasn't a way out of the room she was in, but at least she might be given the element of surprise. Besides, it wasn't like she was just going to leave all of this research behind. Not without a fight.
The door quietly opened, obscuring Annette's view of whoever was on the other side. She could only see the back of a blonde head of hair when they moved forward ( well, brownish-blonde ). She didn't give the stranger a chance to turn around - the gun was level with their head as soon as she could aim it.
"Don't. Move."
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“ I care for you, & your family possibly more than I should … we’d find a way out soon but first we have to go look for them ”
“I... I do appreciate that. But it's not worth looking for William. He's... He's gone," Annette's voice was uncharacteristically emotional, a moment of devastation shining through the bitter exterior, "He infected himself with G. Even if I knew where he was, I don’t have the vaccine.”
Guilt had settled in the virologist’s eyes, avoiding J.D’s gaze in favor of staring at the door at the hallway’s far end. She could have saved him, if he’d just waited. If she had more time. If she’d been smarter. This whole goddamn plan was a mistake, and she’d known it from the minute that it was proposed to her - she just didn’t expect it to end like this.
"Sherry’s at home. We can go and get her, it’s just a bit of a walk.”
bittersurvivor replied to your post “What’s an RP Pet Peeve?”
sdfgshjcdkvfl sorry if this is me i suck with communication sometimes but i totally agree with you
( oh gdhfdkj it’s okay!! I suck at it too - I just mean when I know that someone saw something, and they still ignore it. it’s less of a peeve and more me worrying I did something wrong, to be fair- but y’know. )
What’s an RP Pet Peeve?
( I don’t really have a lot of pet peeves regarding RP, to be honest- but if I had to pick one, it’d be when someone ignores my messages. I totally understand not seeing them, Tumblr is bad for that, and I also get it if you don’t want to talk to me ( though if that’s the case, why interact? ), but it’s kinda rude when I ask a question / send something that reminds me of someone’s muse or something like that, and then I just. get absolutely no reply. Idk, maybe it’s just me, lol. )
Munday Questions!
What is it that compelled you to play your Muse?
Is there a different Muse you’d rather play?
Who was your first Tumblr RP Muse/URL?
Who did you play in your first RP?
What’s an RP Pet Peeve?
Who do you wish your Muse could interact with?
Why did you start RPing?
What’s an unsaid RP rule?
What do you listen to while RPing?
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