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This is a Resident Evil roleplay blog created and ran by @angelic-dog

Victor Gideon plays an integral part in my RE OC, @agent2241-cypher 's story, so I am creating this blog to play alongside that one. That being said, anyone may still interact with this blog as any other roleplay blog

Details of the character:

Name: Victor Gideon

Age: late 40s

Sex: male

Gender: gnc masculine

Orientation: pansexual, demiromantic

He cares more about his science than he does personal relationships. Along with the help of Zeno and the late Spencer, he created a line of cybernetically enhanced super soldiers, designed for assassination. A higher up that previously worked for Umbrella conducted improper keeping of their bioweapons, resulting in a mass outbreak. Bioweapons released include @lab-bourne-cat-boy, @k9-leon-kennedy, and others.

(If you have a character you would like added to the list, please comment under this post)

Roleplay boundaries:

No NSFW, SA scenarios, or mention of medical stitches

Mod ships this character with @agent2241-cypher, but will not be roleplaying that. Their relationship may be expressed through fanfiction that the Mod will either post on this blog or Cypher's. No selfships or OC ships.

Mod is a minor. Take that into consideration while interacting with this blog.

Mod may not stay totally in character but this blog is just for fun. Don't take anything too seriously, please.

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kiwiologist

Pushing my agenda. Sue me.

Victor Gideon being a girl dad and having the same dynamic as Dr. Doofenshmirtz and his daughter Vanessa.

Victor leaned back against the doorway of his laboratory. His gold teeth glinted in the darkness of the night as he fidgeted with a scalpel in his hand. It clinks softly against the metal of his rings as he lifts it up to inspect the blade. Pristine and sterilized, as he kept everything he owned.

"Soldier, you've returned to me later than expected," Victor addressed the pale, young man laying on the cold operating table in front of him. "Who did this to you?"

He stepped forward and ran his fingers over the shredded metal covering the man's arms and legs. It appeared as if some huge beast had taken their impossibly sharp claws to his favorite agent...

Victor turned to study the man's face as he begins to pry the ruined plates off his arms. They would need replacing, after all. The man's face twisted in discomfort and his body tensed, but he was still fully compliant. He had been cared for in this was since he was created, and so knew no other way.

Victor removed the damaged plates with a practiced hand, revealing torn wires and scraped mechanics.

"Tsk."

He hissed through his teeth at the damage. He'd have to leave the inside repairs to the cybernetics department, but he couldn't keep himself from inspecting his favorite agent.

"Sit up." He instructed.

The soldier complied. His long, black hair fell in front of his face and his abs rippled under the thin layer of fat on his torso. Dark bruises bloomed out from the right side of his body, and he had a few cuts and scrapes on his pale face. Blue, almost white, eyes stared forward as Victor felt over his body, checking for broken bones.

There were none, but he was still scraped up nonetheless. Victor cupped the man's jaw in one hand, using the other to brush the hair out of his eyes. He leaned in close, inspecting him. His forked tongue flickered past his crooked teeth a few times. There was a gash through one brow, and his nose bridge was scraped and bloody.

He didn't notice the man's hands balled into fists at Victor's closeness, or the tension in his shoulders, or how his cheeks reddened ever so slightly.