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sage when i spend too long running around

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She's having a fun time

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Finally caught up on the funny robot murder show

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Velvet’s Guide to Understanding the AUs I Work on (Resident Evil: Rainstorm Edition)

(Once again none of this would be possible without my lovely boyfriend @reallolattack who is also co-creator of the AU!! I’d also like to thank @tearsoftime0086 for supporting the AU these last few months as well as inspiring me to keep writing, you’ve been a major help in fleshing everything out :] )

------------------- Oh hey it’s been a while since I did one of these. I just kinda forgot to,,,, But hey Resi brainworms returned and I started writing again so here goes nothing!!

Resident Evil: Rainstorm

"Imagine if Resident Evil was written by Oingo Boingo songs and bisexual people" - @reallolattack Okay first off; change!! What have we done? What will we do? (a lot of a pain for our characters that’s for sure)

The RC outbreak is delayed by a month.

Leon and Claire team up to investigate what’s going on because Chris isn’t telling her shit

I went and revived Steve Burnside because FYUCKKK YOU

Steve works under Wesker between CV and RE5. The prototype for P30 is also developed to keep him under control

Carla is drastically changed from her canon counterpart (main thing is that she isn’t well. Ada 2. But she also plays a much bigger part)

Aeon, Burnfield, and Valenfield are all very much canon here

Sherry and Steve meet and they are FRIENDS

Basically everything about RE6 has been mutilated beyond all recognition for the sake of self indulgence

Carlos is a member of the BSAA

Highlights

These will mostly be from rps between @reallolattack and I. They do have the possibility of becoming a fic in the future, so if you happen to see these paragraphs pop up again that's why! :] ------------------- Rebecca stares at the words, weakly strung up on some makeshift poles and hanging over their desks. The typo sticks out to her like a sore thumb, but she knows she can’t mention it now, not while they’re on a time limit. Yet, she keeps staring, like her eyes will magic away the extra ‘O’.

A few of the others are busy handling other equally cheap decorations to even notice it, leaving the burden of such knowledge to fall to her.

Did this happen at her welcoming party? Did she get a typo? Is this a running gag she’s unaware of? Or is whoever got sign-duty dyslexic?

You think Captain Wesker would point it out, but no. He’s too busy arguing with Chris over wacky glasses. Jill’s got cake duty. And Barry’s probably acknowledged its existence for all of five seconds before choosing to ignore it. Richard hasn’t even bothered to glance at it.

She takes a deep breath. He won’t notice, surely. She has to stop overthinking typos or simple mistakes before she ends up worrying more about being embarrassed than investigating a grisly murder. - Written by me. ------------------- They were mostly for minor injuries anyway, she hasn’t been bitten or scratched by these things, yet, only sliced by glass and broken metal, she’s more likely to get tetanus than infected.

Or so she hopes, really.

It’s one of those things constantly gnawing at her mind, always aware of her symptoms, always aware of any sign that she might be turning. She hates it, the around-the-clock paranoia, the small moments of panic when she thinks she’s developing symptoms.

Ever since Marvin, she.. she can’t begin to imagine what it’d be like once she actually gets infected. - Written by me. ------------------- Steve tests the shoulder as he shakes his head, which is also aching. Just his damn luck. The plane crash really did a number on them, and if the cold doesn’t kill them - internal bleeding just might.

Okay, best to avoid thinking about that. They’re not going to die here. They’ve got this far, right? Or well, Claire certainly won't perish here. With a wound like this, he’s already a liability. Honestly, it’d be better if she left him here, might increase her odds.

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Damn, did he hit his head that hard? - Written by me. ------------------- He doesn't let himself entertain the thought of becoming one of… them. As far as he knows, he's the only cop left in the city. It wouldn't be a good look for the R.P.D. if all of their workforce died in the one situation they couldn't protect people from, right?

Well, except S.T.A.R.S., maybe. They would've owned the apocalypse.

Especially Wesker. God, he's cool. - Written by @reallolattack ------------------- He sits down with a sarcastic grin.

"Nope. Intentionally avoided it. I walked."

And he walked with tank controls!

"Needed to get the cardio in, anyway. I've been hunched over a desk for so long, I forgot what good posture was. Which- thank you for getting me out of the White House."

Which is a sentence that no-one on Earth has ever said before. Claire Redfield is just that strong.

He uses this opportunity to straighten out his back against the chair, keeping his posture in line. You just straightened out yours.

I know what you are. - Written by @reallolattack ------------------- Yeah, he was expecting something vague. Nothing affirmative, no dates, just- "once in a while". How long exactly is a while? Is he really okay with the bait of something stable, if it even is, hanging in front of him for god knows how--

… she told him not to think too hard.

It's something. It's… something. Hope. Tangible, material hope. The most he's had in- fuck. Ada's faint pulse against his chest made his own heart feel like it's finally beating again. She is his oasis.

"My window's always open."

Except when it's locked. But hey, she has a knack for these things. Maybe she has one of those Hollywood laser glass-cutters? She's used to destroying government property by now. Hell, his couch is probably next.

"So…" His teeth latch onto the inside of his bottom lip for a moment. "… how long are you staying?" - Written by @reallolattack -------------------

Stories set in Rainstorm

Every fic I post to AO3 set in this AU will be linked here!!

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Early Morning Cuddles

As per usual; questions are welcome!

This AU has so much content sitting behind the scenes that things may get confusing quick, but I’m always willing to clear things up if needed!

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Shiver drawing I never posted

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This is how DSC Chapter 6 went right (additional editing by @reallolattack thank you!!)

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i'll have you know if you get me into a new interest i will absorb that One Character and i will never shut up about them this is the fate you bring upon yourself

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READ MY GIRLFRIEND'S FANFICTION NOWWWW I CONTROL YOUR LIFE

New fic out! Go read it!! Or not, I don't control your life.. or maybe I do https://archiveofourown.org/works/47867548

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nightmare nightmare nightmare

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The story of two siblings trying to reunite in a world that wants them separated.

Crimes Of Maintenance is an alternate universe of the Splatoon games where the Octarians perpetuate a labor-driven dystopia, and the first 4 chapters of its AO3 adaptation are available to read now!

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Mae: Random question for everyone in this group. If everyone here went on a trip to Las Vegas, would whatever happened in Vegas actually stay in Vegas or not?

Monica: I'd blow up Las Vegas.

Mae: Yeah, that story definitely wouldn't stay in Vegas.

Monica: There would be no Vegas for it to stay in.

Alyssa: I'd nuke the city of Las Vegas, nothing of value would be lost.

Monica: Glad you agree.

Nicole: Fuck Las Vegas, blow it up.

Alyssa: I'd target the casinos. And their parent company's buildings.

Monica: I'm going for that damn race track!

Nicole: Hmm.. I'd blow up the stores.

Oakley: (just now entering the room) I would fucking destroy Las Vegas.

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TRUE!! Sanitised Octolings are also very based

Shoutout to rival Octolings, man, they don't get enough love

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Shoutout to rival Octolings, man, they don't get enough love

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can jack hit the griddy

He brought that shit to Octopia

Sally sees him do it and just stares dumbfounded at him

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So the Qualifying watch-party’s going well

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POV: You find out your older brother is planting pineapple bombs in Black Mask’s hideout and instead of stopping him you ask him if you can join in (Thank you @reallolattack for letting me draw over your face)