#RE Revelations
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coverfox-officia · 5 months ago
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Hello Sailor!
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n-eptunia · 5 months ago
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Resident Evil: Revelations (2012)
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number1mikeshcmidtfan · 8 months ago
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this is literally Chris and claire Redfield i fear
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crimescrimson · 8 months ago
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Resident Evil & Scenery: Resident Evil 4 | Resident Evil: Revelations | Resident Evil 5 | Resident Evil: Revelations 2 | Resident Evil 6
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nllick · 5 months ago
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First resident evil microwave edit..I don't rlly like it
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sebastianlynx · 1 day ago
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@darksouline
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jillvalenfield96 · 8 months ago
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In Resident Evil Revelations, Jill has supposed to receive from Chris a Plasma weapon for shooting underwater but this was cut during devolpment due story changing. He still gives to her an item with which she's able to use in waters though: the Pulse Grenade.
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illusivesoulgaming · 5 months ago
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Alex Wesker
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sleepy-harper · 2 months ago
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red & gloomy caregiver rev2 claire redfield and little jake muller moodboard
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stefboread · 1 year ago
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Pin-up Chris ~
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silentcrowsilentravens · 2 years ago
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Sorry if it's dumb, but could I ask for Sheva, Jill, Tundra, and January meeting the reader when the reader accidentally saves them?
Not dumb <3
Sheva Alomar, Jill Valentine, Emily Berkhoff, and January Van Sant meet the reader when the reader (accidentally) saves them.
(Gender ambiguous).
Warnings: violence, injury, blood.
Masterlists here!
Sheva Alomar
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They've everywhere.
You don't know what to do.
You don't know where to go. The entire population of your home city, Kijuju, seems to have been overtaken by something that's making everybody sick and... and bloodthirsty. Everywhere you turn, you find weapons being swung at you or guns pointed your way.
You aren't sure how you've managed to stay alive for this long, all you know is that you need to keep moving because if you don't, they'll catch up to you.
You force your way into a nearby building and start heading upstairs. Roofs seem to be working out for you...
Well, when scary flying creatures aren't occupying the air, anyway.
Click. Click. Click.
"Chris, I'm out of ammo!" Sheva shouts, continuing to steadily put distance between herself and the chainsaw-wielding majini intent on carving her open.
"Me too. These infected won't stop coming!"
"Damn."
Sheva needs to devise a new strategy. Chris is preoccupied with fending off the rest of the majini while she's trying to get this guy's key, but she can't risk getting close enough to take it off him while he's swinging that thing around. She'll lose fingers. Or a limb. Or worse.
Blowing open those barrels wasn't enough to take him out.
A nasty shock from that falling transformer wasn't enough to take him out.
He can't be indestructible, right? Sheva has never met a B.O.W. that she can't take down. And make stay down as well.
Is there something else around her she can use to knock this guy's lights out?
She takes a quick step backward to avoid another swing from the chainsaw, which manages to graze her necklace and sever the cord.
Think, think, think.
There's a loud cracking noise.
Suddenly, a portion of the overhang they're standing under caves in, burying the chainsaw-wielding majini beneath the rubble.
A figure falls alongside all of the material. Sheva instinctively grips the handle of her knife, thinking it's another enemy, but quickly lets go upon realizing it isn't.
"Are you alright?!" she asks, rushing to your side. Upon closer inspection, the question isn't necessary. Your left calf is clearly not straight. You tell her that it hurts.
"Okay, I've got you." Sheva grabs the key, which she can see hanging from a bit of thigh that's sticking out, and pulls one of your arms across her shoulders so that she can help you stand. "Chris, I have an injured civilian over here!" After a moment, she remembers to tag on, "I finally have the key, too."
"I'm heading over," Chris says.
You start crying, relieved to finally see another friendly face.
"Hey, you're going to be okay," Sheva tries to reassure you. "I'm going to make sure you get somewhere safe where you can be looked at."
"Thank you..." you trail off.
"Sheva. Sheva Alomar. What's your name?"
Jill Valentine
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You are decidedly lost. This is your first mission with the FBC, and to say it isn't going well would be an understatement.
You and Rachel were heading to the back of the Queen Zenobia and shortly after acquiring the key to the freight lift, got attacked by some sort of slimy, faceless monster.
In your attempt to flee, you got separated from Rachel and made your way into an entirely unfamiliar area of the ship. She has the map.
You've since entirely depleted your ammunition on those nasty things, which have begun to pop up everywhere.
You're effectively screwed.
"Great, not another one..."
You stare at the shadow peeking from around a nearby corner, indicating that a B.O.W. is shambling its way closer. Maybe you can find a hiding place?
Jill just woke up. Her weapons are gone. Her partner is gone. She doesn't know where exactly she is, only that it's a room somewhere on the ship. She's locked in.
Parker is experiencing the same thing, it sounds like.
"Can you reach HQ?"Jill asks into her earpiece.
"No, comms are out, it seems," Parker replies. "We should regroup."
Jill finds herself a screwdriver and, after putting the head of an ooze hiding in the room through the TV, gets the door open.
The exact moment she steps out of the room, another ooze launches itself at her from the corridor to her right.
Jill easily ducks under its outstretched arms and steps out of its path.
It collides headfirst into the wall before straightening up and giving it a second go.
Jill slides over an ornate storage chest pushed up against the wall, leaving the ooze to run into it. From inside, she catches a muffled "gah!" that gives her pause.
Suddenly, the lid of the chest slams open, smacking the ooze's hanging head. It falls backward and Jill quickly takes the opportunity to stomp its soft skull in.
"Holy crap..." you mumble at the display, still peeking out of the chest.
"Who are you?" Jill questions.
You state your name and shakily hold up your FBC ID card. "I'm with the Federal Bioterrorism Commission. I was sent down here to investigate but I lost my partner."
"You and me both," she says. "Jill Valentine. Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance. Thanks for lending me a hand."
"Yeah, uh, no problem."
"Why don't you come with me? We can search for our partners together."
If this intimidating woman wants you by her side, you certainly aren't going to turn her down. You manage a smile. "Okay. Sure."
Emily Berkhoff
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It's only by sheer luck that you've managed to make it this far. For what now feels like an eternity, you've been running around, fearing for your life, and shoving yourself into every dark place you can find in an attempt to avoid the monsters.
It's almost dawn. You thought they may have finally grown tired of decimating the village when things got quiet a few hours ago, but since those black roots began to erupt from the ground, they've started returning in packs.
You decide to change your hiding spot again and find yourself in someone's barn. As you start poking around, you realize you have company. It's quite possibly the largest pig you've ever seen, and it does not take kindly to your presence.
You flee out the side of the building with the animal hot on your heels.
Emily, moving in on Miranda with the rest of the Hound Wolf Squad on Captain Redfield's orders, is not too far away. She's mowing down B.O.W. after B.O.W.
You make a beeline for a tree and quickly scramble up the trunk. The pig gives up, but you don't. You keep climbing.
Emily pauses to reload her gun.
A voice speaks into her earpiece with urgency. "Tundra, watch your six!"
She's still in the process of loading a new clip when she whips around, coming face to face with a hairy B.O.W. lunging right at her.
There's a loud crack.
A rather large branch, with you still clinging onto it, comes crashing down, stopping the beast short. The landing isn't particularly pleasant, and you don't even realize what you've just done. You groan, then jolt when a bit of blood splatters onto you.
With the B.O.W. neutralized, Emily seizes you by your coat and starts dragging you over to cover. "Alpha, I have a survivor over here!"
You've never seen anything like the goggles Emily has on, and while you're still dazed, all those black lenses look like bug eyes. You begin to flail about, thinking that a new monster has found you.
"Hey, I need you to calm down."
You do not. You pry at her hands, but her grip is too strong for you to break. When she tries to check you over, you push against her tactical vest and attempt to keep her away.
"I'm just trying to help you, alright?" Finally, she flips up her goggles and pulls down her face covering. Slowly, you begin to process that you're looking at another human, not some creature. "That fall seemed pretty bad. Did you break anything?"
"...Uh... I-I don't think so."
"Okay. I'm going to need you to stay with me so I can get you out of here. There's a chopper that'll get you to safety."
"A what?"
"There's a vehicle that'll get you to safety," she says, helping you to your feet. "Come on. I'll protect you."
You believe her. "A-alright..."
January Van Sant
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January lets out a sigh as the lights switch off yet again. Does the asshole who's putting them through this shit not know any other tactics? She's getting real tired of fumbling around in the dark.
She's just going to get the key she came in here for and get out. The sooner she gets this test over with, the sooner she can return to thinking about a way to escape this hellhole.
"Bingo." Key successfully snagged, January begins navigating her way back to the exit. She doesn't see the wires some fool left strewn across the floor because, y'know, it's pitch black. She catches herself before she can faceplant, but drops her gun and key in the process. "Aw, hell."
Suddenly, there's a series of loud bangs at the door. Seems the mastermind was kind enough to lock her inside. Whatever. Sounds like someone is already in the process of getting it open.
She crouches down and starts searching. It isn't too long before her fingers brush against the key. Now, where's her weapon? She kind of needs that.
A groan comes from somewhere nearby.
Correction: She really needs her weapon.
A zombie rounds the nearby corner, making a beeline for her.
Where is her fucking gun? It couldn't have landed that far away!
The door flies open, sandwiching the approaching zombie between it and the wall.
Light from the hallway spills into the space. January finally locates her pistol.
You land roughly on the floor, and the zombie follows suit a few seconds later.
When your gaze travels up, you find yourself staring down the barrel of a gun. "Whoa, don't shoot!"
A bullet whizzes past your shoulder and strikes the zombie crawling toward you in the forehead. It stills completely.
"Chill. You saved my skin, so I'm just returning the favor."
"Oh... I didn't even realize."
January snorts. "Yeah, I can tell." She tucks her pistol into the back of her pants and after a beat, holds out a hand to help you up. You take it. "This your first test or somethin'?"
"Second."
She looks you up and down. "Well, I usually prefer to work alone when I can, but if you want to stick with me... I guess I wouldn't mind showing you a few of the tips and tricks I've picked up to survive the waves of ass this place'll throw at you."
"Yeah... I'd like that."
"Cool. The more of us that stay alive, the better." When she leaves the room, you follow. "You can call me Jan, by the way. You got a name?"
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y2kveilmont · 10 months ago
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Chris Redfield Icons
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repost from my deleted account
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rachelfoleyisntdead · 1 year ago
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just another day at the FBC
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number1mikeshcmidtfan · 7 months ago
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happy mothers day to claire Redfield!!!
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crimescrimson · 8 months ago
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Red's Favourite Game Beginning's Of All Time [1/?]: Resident Evil: Revelations (2012)
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dearingsxx · 1 year ago
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Say what you want but revelations 1 was the better revelations game.
I enjoyed this game so much,it was the first RE game i bought myself and when my console stopped working i had a breakdown because i couldn't play this game anymore and now well..i have the game and i don't even play it,i should tho.
Also i think Revelations should get a remake because it's such a good opportunity before releasing resident evil 5 remake since there's gonna be plot holes.
@onlyjessicas @rachelfoleyisntdead
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