#Krauser was a real ass to fight

[kris-bliss]

I'm almost done with re4!!

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[postersofleon]

Honey Has Value

In Leon's first mission, everyone warned him about the merchants that come every once in a while during dangerous situations. Nobody knows them. But everyone trusts them enough. Even Krauser, who was very sensitive in whom to trust with his weaponry. The merchants are the most chaotic neutral people who would sell to any person who had enough gold or anything in value. During one of his missions, Leon finally saw one of the merchants.

content: smut

notes: pre resident evil four; afab fem!reader; he forgot to socialize thanks to working in the military; reader is pretty femme by wearing a black dress; sexual frustrations coming from leon; small mentions of rotting flesh, leon is an awkward flirt; guys, even though i write smut, i hate booktok, does that make sense or i'm giltching in the system. smallish smut, little story.

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Leon could believe in Umbrella's cruel experiments. He had seen these monsters who are kindly called bioweapons, and even though Leon isn't forced to fight against them. He sometimes saw the creatures they turned into, and that was enough for a young rookie cop to see. He then had to mistrust his own government for wanting to harm a young child. Leon panicked and immediately a blackmail was tied around his throat.

A perfect noose around him. A traumatized man can't go back to his old life. Leon had to help a girl he barely saw in the tragedy of Raccoon City.

All because of his stupid want to help people. He was sinking in this damn hole depression, and he wasn't even allowed to go to therapy. When he was excited to talk to Claire, she wasn't there because she was still searching her missing brother.

Leon was alone. Leon didn't even have time with Sherry.

He believed in all of these faults of the world. It was a nasty cruel world that could barely be saved. Leon didn't even save Sherry. That was thanks to Claire. In that night, he didn't save anyone, and he trusted a bad person who fell to her death. Every inch of Leon's body knew guilt, the disappointment of the world, and bioweapons.

But why couldn't Leon didn't believe in this random ass Merchant? Merchants sounded like scumbags and fake to the bone yet everyone in his section of soldiers swore up and down that they are real and good enough.

They only appear in missions. The government doesn't pay for them to help. And none of them are the same person over and over. One had a handsome man with a bow tie; another had an elder woman, and lastly, Krauser even said he had dealt with a pair of twins. That's what made Leon struggle to believe this was real.

None of these people were truly scared to show their faces, but they all had the same name of merchant.

They had no true agenda. No sense of good or bad.

Leon hoped to never see them in his own missions. He didn't care if they had helped them before, Leon wasn't interested in them no matter how much.

His mission was down south. He had to learn Spanish in case the issues came to his language, but he knew the main part of the mission. A couple of normal soldiers came here, and we were murdered by a couple infected by the T. Leon was the next best option.

And Leon came ready. If a merchant was going to be there, he'll ignore them, no matter who it is.

Once he entered the place, it was a lonely village that was nearby an Umbrella lab, so he had already concluded who was going to be here. His heart beaten fast when he saw a person infected by the T. A poor woman whose skin was rotted away. Leon killed her without a second doubt. Even if Leon had the cure in his hand, he wouldn't want to use it on her, especially with the heat of the brutal summer.

Not only was her skin rotted. There was hole in skull that he didn't even make.

"How unfortunate," Leon immediately turned to whom it belonged to, "Seeing death is always unforgivable." A woman with a black dress was behind a desk of items. Due to the circumstances, she was hauntingly beautiful with the death surrounding her. It took a moment for Leon to realize it. She is a merchant.

"Hi, stranger." She smiled politely at Leon.

"Hi." Leon said firmly.

She played with string of pearls around her neck, "I'll be helping you with.... your situations." She seemed so nonchalant, her voice was relaxed as if the danger could never harm her.

"Situations..." Leon looked around her store of items. She had almost everything in this little place, a small box with a strange symbol planted on the center. "I'm sure you are betting for to get into those situations." Leon muttered. But she shook her head. It was almost automatic.

"Goodness, no!" She exclaimed loudly. "My services are here to help you. To assist you." She placed her gloved hand between him and her. "May I? Free of charge."

There was a silence between them. Begrudgingly, Leon handed his gun to her, "Careful with it." He muttered.

She grabbed the gun, "SG-09 R. Quite impressive." She clocked it and checked the modifications in the gun. "Fast, strong, and made by Kendo." She pointed the gun towards a section and shot a glass bottle. "But I can make better. Especially with the control of the government." She broke up the gun and grabbed a small bottle of oil to ease up the details of gun. "Do I permission to change the glock?"

Leon nodded his head.

The merchant got into work, she brought out the small tools to work on the gun, and changed very small details of the gun. After a couple of short minutes, she twirled the gun back into place. "Here you go, stranger." The merchant handed the gun back to its owner.

Leon lifted the gun and noticed the differences. She didn't change the drastic differences of the poor gun, but it made it functional for the monsters. He pulled on the trigger and shot the a piece of wood. The gun shot faster.

She grabbed a rag and cleaned her gloved hands. "It's easy as they come." She smiled. Her fingers returned back to her pearls, dragging the details bit by bit. "I love helping the new."

Leon wished he was normal. His dumb mind entered cave man for like three seconds. Maybe it was the small praise he got from her or how the merchant spoke to him without belittling him. He felt his cock twitch, "Yeah, thanks." He awkwardly put his gun back to its holster.

He promised himself the less impossible thing ever. Leon was spending a lot of time with the merchant, he saw her how her knife formed small knick knacks from wood. "Look." The merchang leaned to show him. It was small wooden figure of him. Leon took in a sharp exhale.

"Nice." He whispered softly.

"I give them to the other merchants so they can sell them." The merchant smiled. Her painting was very gentle, every brush was made with love. "Why sell them?" Leon asked. "It's like discount. If you have this." She lifted a small shield-like charm, "You'll have an upgrade with any merchant."

"Oh, that's great." Leon eyed her face, "So, if another merchant sees it, they'll automatic give you that help."

The merchant smiled, "Exactly." She continued the paint and Leon was just looking at her, "So, what perks will I get if I buy my small keychain?" He whispered softly. The merchant sighed softly, "Mm, well, how about 30% off when I fixed that knife of yours."

Leon nodded his head as he continued to look.

As time passed and such, Leon did his job and then immediately went to her section to 'buy' stuff. All that time of bothering the merchant, he finally got what he wanted as she pumped his cock.

She was on her knees as she pumped his cock into her mouth, Leon's hips moved up, "Fuck." The merchant rubbed the red tip and sucked it gently. He needed this after so long. Leon's hands covered his face, his cheeks were red and he was ultra sensitive over everything. The merchant rubbed Leon's tip around her lips and left his pre cum around them.

He chewed on his lips trying to keep quiet in case an infected could find them. The merchant's hand pumped his length, "I do the first time free." She teased him. Her hand slide down his cock and massaged his balls. He didn't know if she spoke the truth, but he was willing to pay for this again. The merchant's tongue dragged against his shaft and kissed the tip. "Just fuck me. Please."

The merchant shook her head, "You'll need your energy for the fights." She looked at his cock and placed his needy self inside of her mouth. She gagged weakly, his hips weakly moved against the merchant's mouth. He needed to cum and go back to work. His hands traveled around his pecs and squeezed them, he noticed the merchant noticing those details. Leon blushed but didn't stop himself as he played with nipples.

Flicking them a bit trying to help the simulation. She bobbed her head faster and he groaned. "Fuck, fuck-" His cum erupted into the merchant's mouth and it slowly fell out, she licked the mess without an issue. Leon groaned loudly feel his body relax bit by bit. His eyes completely soften and gently caressed her face, "Mm, thank you."

When Leon was back on his feet, he felt her hands smoothing out the wrinkles of his shirt. He felt too easy, but he liked her touch.

As the sun set above him, the merchant waved politely a goodbye to Leon; He simply nodded his head, his legs were a bit weak, but he had to go back to his job.

The next time he was with the Merchant, he was between her dress. He licked her pussy, his hands opened her thighs to shove himself deeper. Her cunt was keeping him sane after the brutal fights, her hands grabbed his hair and pulled his straight blond hair. Leon growled weakly, "Please, I just need your cum." No extra steps, he wanted it. His tongue moved around her clit and once he heard the merchant's moan he focused on it more.

His fingers shoved inside of her pussy and pumped them in and out. His tongue licked the wetness that poured into his hand. His finger curled up and fucked her up. The merchant's legs squirmed around Leon. He licked up the pretty hole and removed his fingers again, her thighs clenched around his face as he fucked her with his tongue. Flicking it over and over, he pulled it out and sucked her clit. She groaned loudly, her legs opened a bit, and Leon kissed her thighs over and over. The merchant released, Leon's fingers rubbed gently her cunt and licked the mess.

He was thankful for the merchant's services.

[mychoombatheroomba]

Too Slow

Between the Bones (Leon x GN! Reader) - Chapter 1

He knew STRATCOM training would be brutal. He knew that they were teaching you all to face down hell itself. Turns out, Leon isn't the only one who's already been there.

(Cross-posted from Ao3)

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Disclaimer: This series is super, super long! Like, 40+ chapters long, just a fair warning!

Whenever Major Krauser smiled, everyone knew that someone was going to be in a world of hurt. That rule had become very plain very quickly in training for the US Strategic Command. Things were bloody and bruising enough as it was, but whenever someone mouthed off, or failed . . . hell, even when they succeeded, the Major would put on that toothy grin and then the gloves would really come off. 

Leon always managed to find himself on the opposite end of that smile, one way or another. Always wound up finishing the day with a little more black and blue on him than everyone else. 

It was making him angry. Angry enough that today, when the knife of the man Leon was fighting clattered to the ground and Krauser just smiled, Leon very much considered just getting a head start and rushing the Major then and there. Might as well, if it would save him some time and effort. 

“Well, well, rookie,” Krauser grinned, and Leon’s opponent took the opportunity to scoop the knife up from the dirt and get the hell out of dodge. Then, it was just Leon in the metaphorical ring. Leon and the heat of the midday sun beating down on him, just as oppressive as Krauser’s damn smile. “Not half bad. But we all knew Kennedy was going to get the hang of this quick, didn’t we?” 

The rest of the trainees almost snickered. They knew what was coming. Better Leon than them. 

“What do you say we give him a real challenge?” 

Leon braced himself. Angled himself towards Krauser, adjusted his grip on his knife. Even if the weapons weren’t edged he knew this was about to hurt, so he took a steadying breath. 

Then, Krauser turned his back to Leon and walked away. 

Was this a test? Should Leon attack him while his back was turned? Or was that just going to make whatever ass-kicking that was coming his way worse? He balanced on the balls of his feet, unsure of what to do-

Another pair of boots against the dirt caught his attention, and where Major Krauser had stood, someone else now took his place. 

You took his place. 

Leon had seen you before. All of his fellow trainees had. He and the rest would watch your unit running drills sometimes, like first-year students staring wide-eyed at the seniors. You’d been here longer than he had. Trained with Krauser for longer. It showed in the way you moved, but mostly in your eyes. 

For a moment, Leon was reminded of Raccoon City. Of that over-strong and over-dressed monstrosity that had stalked him that night. No hesitation, no fear.

You, like that thing, looked at Leon like he was a job to complete quickly. 

And you advanced on him just as quickly, even as Leon realized you didn’t have a knife on you. “Sir-” he almost got to voice his concern before it was stripped from him, just as you aimed to strip the knife from his hand. 

You almost did it, too. It was a quick move, just like Krauser taught him. Control the arm, the blade, then pry. Quick and efficient.

Leon was quick, too. He twisted free of your grip and shoved you away - a stupid misstep, he knew and the rest of the unit watching the fight knew it too. They all jeered at the move, and Leon bristled. Keep your opponent close, he could practically hear the Major’s voice. You aren’t using a fucking sword! You can’t hit them from that far away! 

But Leon preferred distance. Distance was safe. Distance meant that whatever horror was coming his way wouldn’t get the chance to rip a chunk out of him. To sink its teeth into his flesh. To turn him-

He glanced over to see if Krauser was watching. To see if he would comment on the mistake. 

Instead, his C.O. just watched, never losing that grin.

“Eyes on me!” You growled, and Leon listened. He locked all his focus on you, losing his concern for you being unarmed as he sized you up, ignoring the rogue strands of hair in his eyes. He could see what this was. Krauser was using this as a lesson for both you and him. One person armed with a blade, the other with more experience. 

The odds should have been against you, but for experience. Still, even with the advanced training you had over him, you remained just out of Leon’s reach. Watching. Waiting, just as he was.

“We gonna dance all day, or are we gonna do this?” Leon huffed, but you didn’t entertain him with an answer, or even a move. You just remained where you were, your guard up and your jaw tight. 

“Not much of a dancer either, I guess.” 

He lunged, slashing at your stomach, right to left. You barely avoided it, exhaling sharply as the training knife cut the air an inch from your belly. He felt the touch of your hand, barely registering it as he went on pressing another attack. This one at your shoulder.

You moved your opposite hand, blocking and moving all at once, leaving no air for him to breathe in between. Control the arm, the blade- 

Your fingers worked quickly, but the kick you delivered to the back of his knee helped. Leon’s stance buckled, his eyes going wide as a yelp escaped him as he stopped himself from falling. His hold slipped as you pried his grip free, and then there was a knife at his throat and a pair of cold eyes looking down at him. Your focus didn’t waver. Not one inch. 

A moment passed as he looked up at you, his ears and cheeks growing hotter as frustration burned at him. Then, a little whoosh of air as you drew the knife away from him, let it spin effortlessly around your fingers until the handle was facing him. “Again.”

And again.

And again.

And again.

Over and over as Leon felt his energy waning. The other cadets must have hated him for taking so long. Or, maybe, they were thankful it was him taking your hits and not them. If you were pulling those hits, it sure as hell didn’t feel like it. Fists, feet and the dull blade of his own knife had met his skin hard over and over again, until Leon was sure that he would be a painting of his own failures in a few hours. You had the courtesy to avoid using that force on his face and neck, at least. He landed a few non-lethal hits and did his best to analyze what worked. How he got through your defenses. The trouble was, you did the same, and you did it a lot faster than he did. It could only have been a few minutes, but the cycle of defeat after defeat made it seem longer. Agonizingly, infuriatingly, longer. 

All the while, Krauser remained silent on the sidelines, watching. It was more unnerving than anything else, but Leon didn’t pay him much mind. No, he was in this until the end, now, and so help him, he was going to win. 

He bared his teeth as he stabbed forward, trying to keep himself focused. Measured. He’d faced worse than this. Everything in Raccoon City had been worse. You were just another person, like him. 

One who made mistakes, just like he did. 

Mistakes that, if he was honest with himself, he couldn’t quite pinpoint in the moment. All he knew was that he felt his knife connect hard with your side, scraping across your ribs, and he felt more vindicated than he had since he’d been recruited by STRATCOM. He even heard some of his fellow cadets give him a cheer for the blow. He smiled - really smiled - for the first time in what felt like months, happy just to have gotten one win in. 

Then he looked up at you and that smile died. The cold focus you’d been holding on to for the whole match had just been torn to shreds by the anger he now found himself staring at. 

Leon knew then that if he didn’t move fast, he was completely and utterly fucked. 

The moment it took for him to realize that was all the time you needed. 

As he tried to back away, your hands shifted, moving from the failed redirect you’d tried to set up and a hand came to cage the knife and his arm against your side. He tried to pull away, to escape, but you were faster, your hold true. His arm moved at your direction, up and over your head, pulling him forward. 

Right into the kick you pushed into his gut, one that landed hard enough to make him almost lose his lunch, his vision blurring as the air escaped from his lungs with a pathetic sound. He was vaguely aware that he wasn’t holding the knife anymore. 

Then pain exploded from his face, and he only realized you’d backhanded him as he fell, seeing the controlled follow-through out of the corner of his eye. 

Skin scraped against the dirt as Leon just barely caught himself, his head still reeling from it all. He blinked, scrambling to get up as he saw red. He’d taken hits like that before, that wasn’t the problem. The problem, far as he was concerned, was the fact that you’d done it in a sparring match. A test of equals. The problem was that Krauser had set him up for failure, pitting Leon against you. The problem was that he was in this fucking spec ops training in the first place. The problem was that he’d been made to choose between his freedom and that of a child, and now-

Your weight against his back forced him down but made his anger rush to the surface. He thrashed, trying to get you off of him. Trying to apply what knowledge Krauser had instilled in him. Instead, he cried out in pain as your hand found his hair, pulling his head up by it while you pinned the rest of him to the ground. Cold steel slid in across his throat, the chill burning him as surely as his anger did. 

“Hold!” Krauser. Finally. 

Leon saw the Major step forward just as you released your hold on him. For a moment, he thought you might push his head into the dirt for good measure. Wouldn’t put it past you. He counted himself lucky when the knife moved away from him and your weight shifted. 

Then, your hand was in front of him, open. An offer for help. 

It was petty, Leon knew it, but he snarled up at you and slapped your hand away. He didn’t see the frown that crossed your face after. Didn’t care to.

“Pretty sad showing, rookie,” Krauser observed, circling where Leon was now pushing himself up from the ground. Leon thought he knew the tirade that was coming next, but today was a day for surprises. “And you-” he turned his gaze towards where you stood at attention, and Leon paused when he saw the expression you wore now. Eyes downcast, mouth curved into a frown. “What do you think is my problem with what I just saw you do?” 

You swallowed, that hardened focus slipping. “I shouldn’t have hit him like that, sir.” 

Krauser shook his head, considering your words. Then there was a flash of steel as he drew his own knife, moving towards you faster than you could avoid. You raised Leon’s knife, still held in your hand, but it wasn’t enough to stop Krauser from resting the flat of his blade over your ribs. Right where Leon had managed to land his hit. You flinched, your eyes flaring in a panic before settling again. 

“My problem, Sergeant, is that you were too slow.” 

Your jaw tightened, and you nodded. “I’ll do better next time, sir.” You sounded so small. How could you sound so small when only a moment ago you’d pinned Leon to the earth? When you’d seemed so unstoppable? 

You were dismissed without fanfare, and you did not say a word in protest. When you passed Leon, you spared him the briefest of glances as you slapped the knife flat against his chest. Shame was what you wore, now, poorly hidden and almost all-consuming, it seemed. Leon didn’t get long to analyze it before you were gone, his own anger now culled back by concern. Misplaced concern. 

He shouldn’t give a damn, not after the treatment you gave him. You had thoroughly beaten him in almost every way. One failure was enough to upset you so much . . .

Krauser went on with his instruction and Leon turned his attention back to the Major, trying to ignore the spreading pain across his cheek and the spreading curiosity in his head.

“Don’t worry, rookie,” Krauser chuckled, gesturing to Leon’s face. “Bruises are the best teachers.”

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A/N: Here I go, posting a chapter by chapter of a 40+ chapter fic to make myself feel like I'm doing something instead of procrastinating writing the next chapter, yeehaw!

[sapphire-weapon]

I read an analysis on Reddit about how Leon despite his coldness and distrust is still the same good-hearted man who only wants to help others, but yet would not have hesitated to kill Luis or Ada if they had been a danger to the world or to Ashley.

The point is, some people started arguing because the very idea of Leon shooting Luis, and above all Ada, seemed too ridiculous and unthinkable... However, if we think about it, Leon gave Ada and Luis many opportunities to show their true intentions before doing what might be easier (shooting them). Even Leon tried to convince Krauser to come to his senses, before he realized it was useless and decided to kill him. So it makes perfect sense that if Luis and Ada had been a real obstacle in their mission, I have no doubt that the fate of both of them would have been the same as Krauser's.

i absolutely agree with you, 100%

leon was begging krauser up until the very end to stop (in the segment of the fight right before he starts getting naked, leon is still asking: "you're really doing this? it's not too late!") because he loved that man. he loved krauser more than he ever loved luis or ada. but in the end, leon killed him. because he had to. he even says as much. ("you don't leave me with much choice!")

so, yeah. i mean. luis and ada were never truly safe from leon. i think they both knew that, too. leon, right at the start of the cabin scene, straight up gears up to kick luis's ass.

and the very first thing leon does when he sees ada for the first time is show her: "i'm dangerous now." and the look on ada's face when she realizes that leon has a knife to her throat says that she received that message.

he wouldn't have wanted to kill either of them.

but he would've.

[grilde1chesse]

⇢ RESiDENT EViL HEAD CANONS

- jack krauser, leon kennedy, luis serra, ada wong, chris redfield, albert wesker, jill valentine, claire redfield, ethan winters

✧ jack krauser

transman & mlm he doesn’t listen to music often, but when he does it's metal grew up on the countryside with traditional home values (stay at home mom, "man of the house", etc. etc.) as the youngest sibling to 3 brothers. his parent's marriage wasn't one out of love, but rather convenience & societal expectations/pressure. because of this were constantly fighting & physically abusive towards Jack and his siblings. acted and presented masculine from a young age in order to prove he can be a "real" man. ran away from home to join the military at 18. he's spent most of his life away from civilian life, and because of this, he doesn't know how to function in society outside combat. ( "During his days off, Krauser often participated in mercenary work, as he felt that he could not function within society and believed that his service and the thrill of combat were what gave his life meaning." ) extremely insecure about being transgender & uses his power/rank to "make up" for it. resents his homosexuality as he sees it as the remaining "female side" of him he's unable to get rid of. because of this internalized homo/transphobia, he's extremely violent towards anyone he falls for and takes that involuntary attraction as a direct insult to his masculinity. this also ties into his childhood & how he grew up without an example of what healthy affection looks like. his hyper masculinity and borderline (if not outright) misogyny stems from his own dysphoria and insecurities. wears a packer religiously. fighting tooth and nail to not turn this into a ship brainrot ramble BUT this is why i think Krauser's so overly harsh on Leon while also favoriting him to a degree. ("Either way, this is definitely not a 'training room,' this is something Krauser, presumably, put together specifically to train Leon away from the others. There's too much clutter and nothing that would indicate that it's any sort of training area.") ALSO LOOK AT THIS EDIT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

✧ leon s. kennedy

transman & bisexual (realistically it wouldn't be likely/possible that he'd been on testosterone long enough for his voice to change to the degree it has in re2r, as it was the 80s... BUT theres no fun in that :-) plus it explains the voice change from re2r to re4r) honorary dad & country rock lover. (canon confirmed?) listens to Nickelback, Saving Abel, Nine Inch Nails, Hinder, Breaking Benjamin, Failure, Nirvana, Avenged Sevenfold, Seether, some MCR (denies it), Shinedown & similar bands :-)!! autistic, has sensitive skin & eczema. a chronic gum chewer. it’s a comforting, absent minded movement that keeps him grounded on the job. spearmint hurts his mouth so he prefers bubble gum or less cold mint flavors. (i'm not projecting u r.) named after his father and introduces himself as Leon S. Kennedy to separate himself from him. went by Scott/Scottie in his teenage years. total mama's boy. Leon Senior was a heavy alcoholic and is where he got his drinking problems from, something Leon's incredibly insecure about as he's afraid of turning into his dad. grew up resenting his father and blames him for his mom's death. had a bit of chub before becoming an agent & grew into a dad bod/beer belly as he got older :-)!!! was extremely insecure as a teenager & child, having facial and body dysphoria both of which remained untreated & linger in his adult life somewhat. was a very light blonde when he was younger, but his hair gradually got darker as he grew up until he was a light brown/dirty blonde (cue identity crisis "am i blonde or a brunette???"). eventually, he started bleaching it. lost motivation and stopped dying it as he got older. movie buff (canon) ( "He makes a lot of references to films such as the "go medieval on your ass" line from RE4R, which is a quote from Pulp Fiction or comparing the China mission to Black Hawk Down. He also quotes a whole scene from Casablanca from memory in Vendetta (the "I never make plans that far ahead" part), so he seems to watch quite a variety of films." ) in the nicest most affectionate way possible... he is so annoying about movies actually, will not shut up with his trivia the whole time it plays. hates horror movies but will never admit it. played hockey as a kid. grew up somewhere cold & is adapted to cold temperatures (he can't stand the heat though). had a dog as a kid and used to absolutely love them (specifically bloodhounds) but he developed a phobia of them after Raccoon City (can you blame him?). no matter how badly he wants a normal domestic life (to settle down, start a family, and give his kids the childhood he never had) he’s secretly terrified of the idea. he doesn’t know how to function outside of work, even when on vacation he can’t seem to relax. (he'd probably name his kids some stupid shit like "Hunter" though, so maybe that's for the best...)

✧ luis serra

cisgender & bisexual or mlm the closest we have to a canon music taste 4 him is Barbie Girl by Aqua (hehe), BUT i'd imagine he'd be a fan of musicians like Queen, Elton John, Michael Jackson, Madonna, ABBA, Billy Joel, Dolly Parton and other artists known to be popular in queer communities!! Grew up Catholic & still holds onto some core ideologies, though in a more superstitious way than religious. while he doesn't consider himself Catholic, he still carries around a cross necklace from his childhood & prays occasionally. Valdelobos was (in canon) devoutly Catholic prior to Saddler's reign, so it makes sense for him to hold on to some of that guilt. (him signing the gross in game.) his jacket is custom-tailored. going on a biiiit of a ramble/history lesson here... but if you look up Western saddles you'll find some with floral patterns similar to Luis' jacket. it's a kind of leather carving that was APPARENTLY inspired by medieval Spanish saddles. not really relevant but a fun fact nonetheless! :-) he picked up smoking from his grandfather. extremely picky when it comes to what cigarettes he smokes. he prefers Marlboro Reds (i don't smoke (except for when i'm missing you) so idrk what i'm talking about) very sentimental & holds on to little trinkets & gifts & pictures, etc. (this is somewhat canon confirmed, seen with him holding onto the Umbrella Dream Team photo, along with the lighter.)

✧ ada wong

transwoman & arospec lesbian likes 80s pop music & typical girly ego boost stuff. stuff like Kate Bush, Lady Gaga & ABBA (she loves Babooshka by Kate Bush & Cheri Cheri Lady by Modern Talking). not sure if she'd actually listen to any of her stuff, but K. Flay's music reminds me of her, specifically The President Has A Sex Tape. mommy issues queen. was in and out of foster care her entire childhood, only to end up back with her mom every time. she's extremely self-sufficient and refuses to rely or depend on anyone due to her childhood history of neglect. essentially raised herself. picked up smoking from her mother and absolutely hates it. she only falls back on nicotine when doing horribly. she carries cigarettes around with her on missions, just in case. has cherry blossom lip gloss and re-applies it religiously. has drop foot (i genuinely can’t think of any other sensible reason she’d always been wearing heels </3). used to like true crime when she was younger. she has issues identifying her feelings and honestly doesn’t care enough to work through them. she isn’t sure if she even likes some people at all. she can’t apart affection and finding someone useful. either way, she wants certain people around/safe and she isn’t sure why.

✧ chris redfield

cisgender & mlm canonically listens to Queen and is generally just a big music fan!! (him and Claire's "Made in Heaven" jackets + the Gibson Les Paul at his desk in the S.T.A.R.S. office :-)) listens to Queen, The Mashing Pumpkins, Fleetwood Mac, the Foo Fighters, (some) Nirvana, AC/DC, KISS, Van Halen, Iron Maden, Black Sabeth, The Fray, Failure, Kings of Leon & similar bands ^_^!! likely disabled after that TBI in Edonia (i'd imagine there'd be some long-term consequences from hitting ur head so hard u get amnesia for 6 months). total adrenaline junkie with a savior complex. has an extremely high pain tolerance. he cannot fucking hear oh my god... please get him a hearing aid its so bad. was the stereotypical overprotective brother when he and Claire were younger, always scaring the shit out of anyone she brought home. used to take her to junk yards for shooting practice (she shot herself in the leg once... oopsies!) probably smells like a dog & uses 4 in 1 shampoo. stinky vermin. can’t cook for the life of him; lives off microwaveable meals. surprisingly organized, considering how messy he used to be in his younger years. plays the guitar (canon) & has a Gibson. Shy about his singing voice, so it's rare to hear, but i'd imagine it sounds similar to Isaac Slade's (lead singer of The Fray), just a bit deeper/gruffier. extremely good with dogs - actually considered being a dog trainer when he was younger. has a German Shepherd & a Bernese Mountain Dog, both are extremely well trained. canonically hates the rich, and is anti-capitalist lol. it's likely he was discharged from the Air Force for talking back to his superiors. would be an amazing dad but is terrified of the idea of settling down. no matter how badly he wants to have a domestic life he doesn’t know how to adapt to it. has a matching tattoo with Claire!! ^_^

✧ albert wesker

aro/ase spec & pan has autism, ASPD, NPD & a god complex (he has no idea what most of those labels mean & sees any attempts at people diagnosing him as useless and a waste of time). sensory issues & sensitive eyes because of Uroboros (leads to overstimulation sometimes, which makes him even more of a grumpy bitch). has an insane skincare routine. listens to classical music & 80s crap. while he originally got with ms. Muller with the goal of having a child, Wesker was unaware of Jake's birth. he deemed her as suitable as she had desirable traits that he wanted to carry on but never knew she actually got pregnant. suppresses/ignores any sexual thoughts/urges he has, as he views sexual impulses as a weakness and looks down on it. he sees himself as better than the average person because of his ability to control this. walked on his toes as a kid. most lights are too bright for him (hence the sunglasses wearing indoors). gets extremely frustrated if his plants or routine get interrupted or even slightly changed. sits in a dark room to de stimulate when needed, sometimes he reads, other times he just zones out. weird about how he treats Neurotypical ppl lol (treats them as they would Neurodivergents; like his experiences are the social norm & any other way of living is alien and outlandish). doesn’t smoke often but when he does he prefers Camels or Marlboro Blues (again, i don’t smoke so idrk). speaks some German & Latin (Latin from virus names and yada yada sciencey stuff)

✧ jill valentine

cisgender & lesbian listens to riot grrrl music (bikini kill), Deftones, System of a Down, Paramore, Drowning Pool, Slipknot, Depeche Mode, TOOL, Soundgarden, Papa Roach, Breaking Benjamin & similar bands while the S.D. Perry novels aren't canon i rlly like how they depicted her childhood (along with it being the only "official" backstory for her we have). the idea of her dad being a crime boss explains her knowledge of lock picking & ability to keep a level head. she definitely had a few run-ins with the law as a kid. she has a little sister. has a Russian Blue cat & her favorite fruit are pears. can speak some french, though not too well due to lack of use. she has fairly thick hair and an undercut that she refuses to have shaved professionally. she likes cutting her hair herself, and refuses to pay to have it done. normally she has a friend or whoever's available cut it for her in exchange for a couple bucks. still has blonde hair from re5, but dyes it (Wesker absolutely killed the melanin in her skin and hair). she has blonde streaks & roots due to lack of free time to re-dye. has heightened abilities from lingering effects of the P30 drug (strength, perception time, speed, etc.). has a permanent scar on her chest from the P30 device.

✧ claire redfield

cisgender & bisexual/lesbian listens to Queen (canon), Stevie Nicks, Heart, Led Zeppelin, the Runaways, KISS, Fleetwood Mac, AC/DC, Nirvana, Bon Jovi, No Doubt, Petal, The Killers, Jack Off Jill, The Smiths, Smashing Pumpkins & similar bands. Chris used to take her out to junkyards to practice shooting together (accidentally shot herself in the leg once after shooting at metal... oopsies :-)!!) dyes her hair auburn & hates wearing it down. has a crazy high pain tolerance (runs in the family) and used to get hurt a lot on accident as a kid (doing stupid shit like messing around with fire or blades). Autumn is her favorite season. messy, brash & assertive, & i’m sick of pretending she’s not </3. she was raised by Chris, no way is her room organized. has probably punched at least one person for saying some stupid bigoted shit. would be a great mom tbh. loves cherry-flavored stuff. has a matching tattoo with Chris!! ^_^

✧ ethan winters

transgender & bisexual autistic. has small nervous tics that come and go seemingly at random. not big on music. he just likes it as background noise. prefers instrumental music, like classical and jazz (somewhat canon), maybe a bit of dad rock. i think he'd like Earth Angel (Will You Be Mine) by The Penguins & Why Do You Let Me Stay Here? by She & Him! used to collect trading cards as a kid. he didn't exactly know how to play, he just likes how they look and feel. "standard" childhood, married middle-class parents with stable jobs yada yada yada. grew up in Texas (where he eventually met Mia) and spent a good portion of his life completely oblivious to the concept of being trans. once finding out he was trans he and Mia moved to California and he started T. talks to himself. could probably grow his limbs back starfish-style if he gave them enough time/didn't cover his fingers up with bandages (like Lucas did when Jack cut his arm off). has a favorite dinosaur. hates horror movies. so many movie & pop culture references... the dad jokes never end. 100% a reddit user. absolute sucker for compliments.

[reno2005]

Fighting Krauser with no body armor on professional is a pain in the ass. He does so much damage with just one hit. If I didn't have as many herbs saved up as I did I probably would have had to buy the armor.

I tried the whole sequence about 4 times and every time I was left with one full heal out of 5. The traps were easy to dodge, it was fighting him one on one where the real damage happened.(Not to mention I can never block that slash in the dark hallway for the life of me)

Anyways, I would not recommend it casually lol

[damadisangue]

9. Stripping

They look at each other, and they both know what they are.

Traitors.

Leon tightens his fingers around the handle of the knife, feeling its weight, its solid, cold consistency. Krauser tilts his head towards his shoulder, his lips tense in a smile in which pride mixes with resignation. "Kid." he calls him and his memory deceives him, bringing him back to a bed that is too narrow and too full.

"You're here to forget, but it won't work, kid. It never works."

Leon inhales sharply, tenses his thigh muscles - ignores the flames getting closer to their feet.

"Who was she?" "Nobody." "Uhm. And you were sent all the way down here for a nobody? You suck even more at lying than you do at fighting."

Krauser advances, swings the blade in the air - a familiar gesture, repeated in the training camp gym as well as in the privacy of his room, when there was no longer any rank or skin left to hide them from each other. other. “Did the bitch in red screw you again, huh?” he asks, but it's not a real question.

“Wipe that naive look off your face, kid: you're practically begging others to kick your ass.”

Leon presses his lips together, refuses to answer - to admit the truth. Krauser smiles and for a moment - a breath - it's all so wrong and unfair and this isn't how things should have been and maybe he can still change them and...

"I trained you well, Leon."

Regret will be the only thing that will remain of them.

[ggswaywardgifrepository]

Spoilers for RE4 remake.

Overall, the game does great to honor the original while not just being a carbon copy with prettier graphics.

Wasn’t super fond of the tweaks to Del Lago and the mine cart section. I looooooved having Luis there in the mines. But both of those sequences required the use of a specific weapon and gave a limited health bar.

The original RE4 made you use the harpoon against Del Lago but you could heal yourself and weren’t immediately fucked if you ended up outside of the boat. I see the logic behind the change, but it’s frustrating for those of us who just plain aren’t good at a certain aspect of the game.

The original mine cart section didn’t limit Leon to one weapon and it didn’t also put his success on the predetermined durability of a wooden cart.

However, the Krauser fights—both the prelude and the actual battle—were great. No more QTE shit in the teaser fight. No relic hunting while trying to dodge Krauser’s dirty tricks during the actual fight.

We, as an audience, also had real-time, in-game motivation to see him get his ass handed to him.

Ashley is a much more sympathetic and useful character this time around. I’m torn about her damage mechanic. I like that you no longer have to expend yellow herbs to make her life gauge at all respectable. But having to rush to her assistance every time she’s incapacitated can be a little tedious. (Now that I got the armor for her it ain’t ever coming off.) The escape from Invulnerable!Mendez was one of my most fucked up sections of the game my first playthrough.

The supporting cast, less Ada, were all really improved upon. He lack of screen time and disconnected attitude did nothing to endear her to players.

I loved everything about Luis and I really hope he gets some more attention in the DLC—maybe even his own playable episode. I would also love if his canon was rewritten and it turns out he somehow survived.

Given the projects he was involved in with both Umbrella and Los Illuminados, it’s not that far fetched. Say Ada comes across him in the mines, he’s still alive, she sees usefulness in that, and helps him escape after all.

It’d be a shame for such a great character to be another Resident Evil one hit wonder. I’m still upset over Piers’ wasted potential. And while I didn’t particularly care for Steve Burnside, the unfulfilled hints of him coming back around make Code Veronica’s legacy seem unfinished.

Great, great game.

Can’t wait for Mercenaries, although it’s a bit odd it wasn’t ready and included at launch.

[sparrowsabre7]

Leon Saga Analysis

Marathoning all of the Leon Kennedy media back to back certainly gives a better appreciation for his character arc and how his personality evolves through the series. I would like to detour briefly before settling in proper to reiterate how great I think “Damnation” is as a piece of RE media. It’s got a slightly less wobbly than usual plot, great action and monster sequences, the antagonists have sympathetic goals for the most part, it has a great rug pull ending (see my other comments here) and Svetlana Belikova is a really solid big bad. She’s cool-tempered, calculating, unflappable, bests two series protagonists in hand to hand combat easily despite having no enhanced abilities, and even gets away with it (sort of) in the end. Really hope she returns someday as it would be a waste to bench such a compelling villain.

Anyway, back to notorious LSK. He starts RE2 as a rookie cop, well out of his depth and somehow manages to persevere through with a mixture of luck and help from various parties. Nonetheless, the game ends with him rather cheerily resolved to put and end to Umbrella and the virus, walking into the sunrise with Claire and Sherry; it’s an optimistic ending for Leon and one that doesn’t last.

 In between games he’s essentially forced into the employ of the US government (and eventually the DSO) in order to protect Sherry Birkin’s welfare and chronologically next seen 4 years post-Raccoon working with Jack Krauser in South America. This Leon is still relatively optimistic, but in the company of a military man like Krauser he’s a little more reserved than his younger self, though he’s still only in his 20s at this point.

Fast forward another 2 years and Leon is a fully experienced agent, comfortably settled into the action hero role. He’s quippier here than in any other game, though retains a quiet confidence throughout, largely using humour to aggravate los Illuminados, or bring some levity to the situation when he’s around Ashley. This is probably the best it gets for Leon.

Moving in to Degeneration, he’s full professional, again working with other armed personnel, though still cracks jokes with Claire. He’s a little flat in this film, in part because of the animation and in part because of his role in the story but that’s largely down to direction and writing.

Damnation is where things start going grim for Leon, he still makes jokes, but he’s much drier and more sardonic. This Leon has seen some shit, now over a decade since from Raccoon City and little has changed. Corporations fall and a new one rises to take its place. He’s now actively drinking on the job, hip flask packed into his tactical vest and by the end of the movie, downing a bottle of vodka alone in his room, disillusioned with the government and the world at large. In his speech to Buddy he says that once they pick up a gun, they owe it to those who died to carry on and keep fighting. It’s clear that he sees this only ending one way, fighting til his very last breath.

In Resident Evil 6 the lighthearted action hero is gone. Leon remains more or less serious throughout, focused entirely on the mission except when Ada is concerned. I think largely Leon continues to cling on to Ada because, aside from his romantic attachment to her, she’s been the one constant in his life since this insanity started.

Now nearly 20 years on from RE2, Resident Evil Vendetta showcases Leon at his lowest point. He’s tired, jaded, and just wants to drink himself into oblivion. He’s seen friends die, some of them he killed himself, and the full weight of the ordeal comes crashing down on him.  It’s fitting therefore that it’s Chris Redfield and Rebecca Chambers who pull him out of his funk. Chris is one of the few who can relate to Leon’s struggle, who’s fought since the beginning, and has likewise lost people in the battle against bioterrorism. He does for Leon what Piers did for him in RE6 and manages to remind Leon that they have an obligation to continue the fight for the greater good, while Rebecca gives him the metaphorical kick in the ass he needs to get up and do something about it.

I find this whole progression to be really fascinating in a series that is frequently chalked up as shallow or b-movie in concept and execution, but something games can do which movies and TV series often can’t is tell this kind of long-form growth over 20 years of material with the same character, because they don’t age or have scheduling conflicts like real actors. I hope that Capcom continues with this over the years of Resident Evil to come.

[miileskine]

what's fatal fury about?

OK FOR REAL THO, Fatal Fury is a series of fighting games that basically set up the universe for all the modern snk titles such as The King of Fighters and Art of Fighting. The story is quite simple but fairly well executed for its time (believe me, KOF is way more convoluted in comparison):

The Bogard brothers, Terry and Andy, are seeking revenge for their adoptive fathers’ death, Jeff Bogard. The man responsible for killing him, Geese Howard, is throwing a tournament called “King of Fighters”, so both along with their friend Joe Higashi joins the tournament. At the end of the first game you defeat Geese and he supposedly dies by falling from his own building (The Geese Tower). 

Some time later they need to defeat Geese’s brother, Krauser. This is literally everything plot related from the second game, but it’s also where some pretty famous characters are introduced and we get more worldbuilding details.

Up to this point you can watch the Fatal Fury OVAs from the 90s, it covers these two games and has a movie with an original storyline that as far as i’m concerned, SNK still considers canon since there’s even official art of it.

Moving to the third game, the crew needs to defeat Yamazaki who apparently is looking for the Jin Scrolls, believing it can grant immortality. Just fucking guess who gets the scrolls instead. Yep, Geese Howard (also, there’s a secret boss fight where you need to beat the original holders of the scrolls, two rly fucking annoying brats).

Anyway, this storyline ends in Real Bout Fatal Fury, where once again you defeat Geese, throw him again from his stupid ass tower and this time dude dies for sure. A lot of ppl think this is a remake of the first game and honestly, that’s fine, it kinda is in a way, but there’s a major difference here. After defeating Geese for good, Terry adopts his son, Rock Howard.

Rock is the protagonist of the last Fatal Fury game, known as Garou: Mark of the Wolves. Be aware that Garou is already 20 years old and we never got the conclusion of Rock’s storyline, so picture for a moment the amount of pain we’re going through waiting for this shit for fucking decades OTL

[chaoticclaire]

RESIDENT EVIL WEEK

Day 4: Alternate Choice - Free Day

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Okay, this is a longer and personal post…

For the Free Day I chose my favorite and/or most memorable scenes. To be honest, I could have chosen so many more, but I limited it to two per main game. Resident Evil is a big part of my life for over 20 years now - the games, characters, story, music, EVERYTHING, mean so much to me ♥

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RE ZERO: Billy playing the piano (I let Rebecca play first because I knew from RE1 that she could play… who would have thought that Billy can play so well! I really love the little song he plays) /// “Thank you, Rebecca” … this thumbs up, so cute! I can’t help it, Billy is one of my favorites ♥ Why wasn’t he referenced in Vendetta, why?! ;_;

RE1: Okay, so the first zombie scared the shit out of me but what REALLY destroyed my childhood were the dogs jumping through the window! Bye, bye innocent childhood! My parents and I also knew from that moment on that this game was something different, something new – and we just couldn’t stop playing from thereon! /// Chris and Jill holding hands in the helicopter… the moment my OTP was born!

RE2: The intro just blew me away and Claire and Leon meeting for the first time was just great! From “Don’t shoot!” to the conversation in the car, I love every second of it. And of course seeing Claire for the first time… who would have thought that THAT would influence my life so much ♥ /// Claire and Leon in the S.T.A.R.S. office. I felt so sorry for Claire that Chris wasn’t there… and the music, so sad yet beautiful :’)

RE The Umbrella Chronicles: “The Death cannot die!” HUNK barely making it out of the RPD. I really hope he gets a more fleshed-out scenario in the RE2 Remake, he’s one of the best villains! /// Wesker returns! RE hasn’t been the same since he’s gone… I miss him :’( (and, to be fair, Ada’s escape level was also nice – we finally got some answers on how she survived)

RE3: The first encounter with Nemesis… I was so scared, I didn’t even notice the option selection at first XD That guy is so iconic for a reason! /// The ending, especially the news report. Raccoon City’s fate is so sad… (love the ending song, it’s one of the best RE songs ever!)

RE Code Veronica: “Remember your promise” Chris and Claire, finally reunited and they don’t want to lose each other again :’) I love their sibling relationship, they are the best! /// “Hey, I always keep my promises” Chris, my favorite big bro ♥ ♥ ♥

RE The Darkside Chronicles: My Claire being so strong :’) I love how she is one of the more emotional characters, it makes her more human. Alyson also nailed her performance in this game ♥ /// Leon and Krauser as comrades… why did it have to go downhill from thereon :’( I like Krauser on both, the good and the bad side, but still… I’m glad their past got fleshed-out in TDC, he deserved it!

RE4: The beginning of the game. Seriously, I have played the village part so many times, it always cheers me up when I’m in a bad mood or sad. RE4 is not necessarily a good RE game in my opinion but damn, it’s one hell of a game! AND SAVE THE DOG! ALWAYS! /// Leon and Krauser – now as enemies. The knife fight was so intense. I remember my friends and I playing it over and over again because we had so much fun.

RE Revelations: Quint and Keith, I love those two dorks! RE isn’t RE without its cheesiness and that duo delivered that perfectly! I want them back, even if it’s just a BSAA behind-the-scenes cutscene :D /// Parker “dies” :’( What an emotional moment, I really liked Parker, he’s a good and honest guy! So glad he survived in the end!

RE5: My OTP reunites!!! Fighting Jill was difficult, both gameplay and emotional wise. Not shooting her but TALKING to her was well done and it really gave me the feels. I don’t care if they are just partners or a couple in RE canon, I was just glad they reunited again ♥ /// Chris in the ending, his “Yeah, it’s worth it” line always makes me smile. He’s my RE hero, I can’t help it :’)

RE Revelations 2: “That IS Wesker, Alex Wesker!” I mean, we all more or less knew it, but still,… I hope she returns, we need a constant villain again and her being a Wesker is even better. /// Claire saves the day! Claire is always amazing but that cutscene blew me away so much! She finally kicked some real ass again and although her ponytail is iconic I really love that she cut her hair. It kinda marks an end/new beginning part of her life I guess. Also, don’t you ever fuck with a Redfield and their family or friends. You. Just. Don’t.! That ending has everything a RE ending needs: a helicopter flying into the sunset, a cheesy one-liner, a rocket launcher to the face, a slow-motion bullet… THAT is RE guys, THAT is RE :D I don’t care if it has been done a thousand times before, I enjoyed the whole ending so much :D ♥ (”I HAVE THIS!”)

RE6: Chris “papa bear” Redfield and his soldiers. From being a rebellious young soldier that got kicked out of the Air Force to a leader figure with his team looking up to him – my boy has come a long way ♥ /// Sherry sharing her past with Jake. I was glad Sherry was back and her “His research killed him” line got me by surprise… so glad Claire and Leon have been there for her after Raccoon City ♥

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Like I said, I could have chosen so much more…

I kept the pictures dark for a reason and only highlighted the most important part(s) to emphasize what’s important to me :)

Thank you Resident Evil for so many good memories. I really wish I could thank the person who introduced me to the games, but he passed away before I could, unfortunately :’( I met so many friends offline and online because of the games, I started with cosplay, improved my drawing skills, etc. It’s a huge part of my life and will be forever ♥ I’m so glad I got my Made in Heaven tattoo as a tribute ♥

Also thanks a lot to everyone who read this to the end, it really means a lot to me :’) ♥  ~ChaoticClaire

[princeoftheironfist]

@itsaaudraw Ayy, thought I’d tag ye in this so you could see the Bad Dad in full! Hopefully this also gives you an idea about the rest of my Clown fellas!

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Alright, it’s time for Nonkinaverse Bad Dad #1: Sir. Andross Ironvein, Field Marshal of the British Armed Forces.

You might remember a few days ago I posted his son, Alfred, and made mention that Al’s story ties heavily into Andross’. Well it’s time to get to that, as well as learning what made this Bad Dad so Bad.

And just a heads up: It’s not a pretty story. There will be mentions of Child Abuse and Neglect, so if you’re sensitive to that stuff, here’s the TL:DR;

Andross was attempting to create Super Soldiers by putting his men through hellish trials, but to no avail. He then had Alfred and got the idea to train his son from the moment he could walk on his own two feet, eventually turning his son into the stoic, hammer wielding Soldier he is.

Now for the real nitty gritty.

Andross’ came from a poor family in London’s east end. They lived in a shitty flat with barley any money to their name. They barely had enough to send Andross to a good school, but he proved to be quite the bad egg.

Andross was smart, with an IQ soaring over everyone else, but was as stubborn as a mule. He was rude, bragging about his greatness, and always came to classes late or left without being excused.

His parents lacked back-bones and only let their son grow more and more vile, up until his teens. By then he had become a violent street punk, getting into fights and muggings. His folks had enough of their son and planned to ship him off to Military school to get him straightened out.

Luckily for Andross, he had heard of his folks plans and ran away from home into the night, winding up in Scotland where he met a very peculiar Clown. A Japanese Clown by the name Jigu-Jo Momotaro, martial arts practitioner and master of a mysterious fighting force that Clowns can tap into: Clown-Po.

Jigu-Jo saw promise in Andross’s street fighting skills and offered to take him under his wing as a student. Andross saw this as an opportunity to increase his brutal strength and accepted the offer. For months Jigu-Jo trained Andross, forming an almost father-son relationship with the youth, but that all came to an end when Jigu-Jo had found out that Andross was a run-away being looked for back in England.

They had their real first and final fight that ended with Andross being victorious. AFter that Jigu-Jo moved to the mountains of Diamond Star, New Yo-Kyo, while Andross returned home and willingly went to the Military academy with his new found power.

He graduated at the top of his class and quickly joined the British Armed Forces, where he rose to the top of the ranks within 10 years: Field Marshal, even being knighted by the Queen herself. And it was all thanks to his Clown-Po abilities (of which we’ll get to later).

He was jokingly touted as England’s Super-Soldier, a fact that he took to heart and mind. But soon he realized that one day, he will die, and England’s pride would be forever lost. With that in mind he began a top secret program within the Forces where he trained soldiers in hellish conditions, hoping to spark more Clown-Po in Clown soldiers.

Many showed promise, but it was all to no avail. No matter how tough they were, they could never get that spark to light into a mighty flame. It seemed to Andross that England’s Super-Soldier would be without a successor...That was until he got married to his long-time partner from Military school and they bore a child.

His son Alfred was born onto this world, and the idea sparked in the back of Andross’ head: Train Alfred to become the successor.

And so he did.

Once Alfred was able to walk on his own two feet and speak, Andross began his harsh training. Pulling hellish hours and tasks on his son, putting his young body through hell back with tasks such as (but not limited to) wrestling a bear into submission in the middle of a Category 5 snow-storm, fish out a shark with his bare hands and NOT losing said hand, and holding up a giant pneumatic press for hours on end, latter of which caused Alfred to reach his breaking point, turning him into the stoic fighter he is today.

And now we jump to the present.

Alfred has reached his peak performance, finally able to best his dad in a one on one fight. While the win gave Andross the satisfaction he had hope to achieved through his training of Alfred, it wasn’t enough. Andross was the only Clown-Po user Alfred had fought against. How would he stack up against others?

That’s when Andross creates The Great Team Grapple Royale: A Clown-Po User only Free-Style martial arts tournament to find a Clown-Po user strong enough to truly test Alfred’s capabilities.

And it just so happens that Grand Stand Tournament winner Ace Nonkina and his friends have been invited to participate in the Grapple, and oddly enough their teacher Jigu-Jo seems to have a score to settle with Sir. Ironvein...

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Andross’s fight style is his own mixture of his old street fighting style (which focused on strong power and hard defense over speed), Jigu-Jo’s teachings of Shorinji Kempo and Bajiquan (Eight Extremities Fist), his training of Gōjū-ryū, CQC (Close Quarters Combat) and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.

That’s not to mention his Clown-Po abilities: Pure Wind and Electricity Manipulation, both of which give Andross an advantage with distance. Not to mention his Wind Manipulation is strong enough to cause storms.

What? You thought that Cat.5 just came out of no where?

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Now I’m sure you’re asking “He can’t be that much of a dick?” to which I say: He’s Major Dick. There is no good bone in this man’s body.

And I love him so much for that.

But don’t worry, we got an even WORSE Dad in the Nonkina pipeline~!

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OTHER FAX:

-8′1″ -Likes to lounge around in his dumb, Wolfgang Krauser ass looking armor -Fav. Book is Lord of the Flies -Prefers Star Trek over Star Wars -Fav. cut of streak is Chuck Eye Roast (Well Done) -Punched a bullet hard enough once to light the gun powder inside and fire the round -Character Inspirations: Jaki Daiguin, Heihachi and Jinpachi Mishima, Wolfgang Krauser, Geese Howard, M.Bison, Rugal Bernstein and The TF2 Soldier.

Can you guess which characters influenced which parts of Andross? You already have one hint!

Guess correctly and you’ll get nothing but my admiration for your sharp eyes!