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" still waiting for my bobble head , @gunsurvivor . "
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Idle fingers tapped against the surface of the conference table as the briefing trudged along. There were certainly a handful of things he'd have looked into more. There was to many gaps in their intel, a lack of direction... It didn't feel like a proper briefing. Or perhaps he was to anal. "This feels like they're sending us in blindfolded. A guessing game. No full scope of the place, uncertain where guard posts are, no idea of their rotation. I thought they said they did a proper risk assessment--- who did the recon?"
@gunsurvivor ❛ Your lack of confidence is duly noted. ❜
Mismatched eyes roll in silent response at first. Dionte turned his attention onto the other, "I have zero confidence, we're not doing shit till I get a proper assessment. If need be, I will do the damn thing myself. I refuse to send anyone in completely blind. Not with something of this scale. They aren't going anywhere, we know that... so let's do it right the first time. Try not to cut corners."
"Now, if I may be excused, I would like to personally speak with whoever did our reconnaissance for this mission."
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entire focus on the paperwork sitting on her desk, a part of her tries really hard not to mind the way eyesight is getting blurry - contact lenses already burning the slightest being a clear sign she'll need to switch to her glasses soon. for a moment claire almost misses ark's question, confused hum meeting words and once again reminding her that a break is overdue.
@gunsurvivor : you don't need me anymore?
when head lifts up, she's not exactly surprised to see the other staying overtime - sometimes claire can't help but believe that if it weren't for hers and ark's shared efforts, the place would have already metaphorically and physically crumbled to pieces. "ugh, bullshit. you're one of my boys, i always need you." question is dismissed with a vague gesture of her hand, tip of her shoe pushing the chair in front of her away as if to invite him to sit. "we need to find a hobby though."
she's only half joking, they're always caught up in work shenanigans and it's starting to get a bit old - though really that should have happened at least fifty outbreaks ago, but claire is tired enough not to mention it. "but for now... wanna help me with these? chris and leon accidentally left all the fun paperwork here and i've ran out of words to excuse why they almost erased an entire street from existence."
#𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙄𝙍𝙀 𝘼 : 𝙉𝙀𝙒 𝙔𝙊𝙍𝙆 ⎯ 2010s#gunsurvivor#if vendetta had a post credit scene it would be these two at the office lowkey drowning in paperwork I JUST KNOW
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a kiss that leaves lipstick stains .
as someone who's also been entrusted with the care of children who have lost everything - their saviours becoming the only people they could rely on in the aftermath, and it's undeniable that in the long run it takes a toll. so claire is more than happy to help ark out by babysitting lott and lily for the night, an impromptu sleep over organised along with rani who is staying over since her aunt is off on an assignment.
"you get some rest alright? you're carrying bags heavier than mine." she jokes lightly, arms crossing over chest as body leans against the wall of the foyer area. the place is still a working in progress as much as her life, but even just hearing laughter in the distance makes it up for all the struggles. "i can drive the kids back to your place whenever your nap is over." head tilts slightly as she speaks, sympathetic smile offered from knowing all too well how things can get easily exhausting. "or... they're welcome to stay as long they want, it's no problem."
finally claire peels up from the wall, hand gently patting on ark's arm before leaning to press a soft kiss against his cheek - just a silent way to wish him goodnight and a safe travel back home. "oops, wait a sec." fingers tug at sleeve of her sweater, fabric in her grip gently cleaning away lipstick stains from his cheek. "here you go, better now."
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Hey Jess, did you finish the cabinet for Biohazard: Gun Survivor II Code Veronica yet? How's the project going? ^_^ Take your time and I can't wait to see how it turns out. ^_^ It's so cool you got one of SEGA's arcade PCB boxes.
Im still working on it but I’m a bit road locked at the moment.
I’m trying to figure out a solution for the games weird control scheme. The light gun in Biohazard gunsurvivor is also a joystick for moving around, and that style of gunstick isn’t super common (which means it’s expensive as hell to get one).
I’m looking at using an raspberry pi with an OpenJVS hat to handle input so I can use some other type of joystick, but there isn’t a super convenient way to use a joystick while also holding a light gun.
#I’m thinking about using a Wii nunchuck#one hand holds the nunchuck and the other holds the light gun#but idk if that will work#ask pirateprincessjess#Arcade#biohazard gun survivor 2
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Resident Evil Survivor was released on August 30, 2000(North America).
#ArkThompson #SurvivalHorror
#ResidentEvil #GunSurvivor #horror #gamers #PlayStation
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Resident Evil Survivor, conocido en Japón como Biohazard Gun Survivor (Baiohazādo Gan Sabaibā), es un videojuego de disparos ligeros desarrollado por Tose y publicado por Capcom. Fue lanzado en PlayStation en Japón el 27 de enero de 2000, en Europa el 31 de marzo de 2000 y en Norteamérica el 30 de agosto de 2000. Es un spin-off de la serie de videojuegos Resident Evil (cuarto general). Una versión de Microsoft Windows fue lanzada solo en Taiwán. Como el primer lanzamiento de la serie Gun Survivor, este juego fue una gran diferencia con respecto a la serie principal Resident Evil, sustituyendo la perspectiva en tercera persona de los juegos anteriores por una vista en primera persona. Las versiones japonesa y europea del juego eran compatibles con la pistola ligera GunCon / G-Con 45 de Namco, convirtiéndose en uno de los primeros juegos de armas ligeras fuera del carril, mientras que la compatibilidad con armas ligeras fue eliminada del lanzamiento en América del Norte debido a juegos de disparos siendo parcialmente culpado por la motivación de la entonces reciente masacre de Columbine High School. #psx #residentevil #residentevilgunsurvivor #gunsurvivor #capcom #biohazard #retroactRed #retroact #videojuegos #videogames #games #juegos #lightgun #shooter #gaming #gamer
#gamer#videogames#lightgun#gaming#psx#residentevil#games#biohazard#retroact#juegos#retroactred#capcom#videojuegos#shooter#gunsurvivor#residentevilgunsurvivor
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Out of the blue, this arrived in the mail. Will be interesting to see if I can make sense of it in Japanese. #playstation #residentevil #biohazard #gunsurvivor #japanese
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ark hates this actually >:/
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Seeking an additional hand from other organizations wasn't an uncommon practice. In this case it was no different. Where they were lacking amongst their own peers, where they could potentially find in others. And Dionte was on a short rope and crunched time, forcing him to reach out to TerraSave on such short notice.
The man he was paired with was someone he couldn't claim being all to familiar with. Though he seemed to be spoken highly of and after meeting Ark he could understand why.
@gunsurvivor "That is the most interesting thing i’ve been offered to help with in ages."
Brows knit together as he lifts his gaze away from the folder of reports he was briefing the other over. To avoiding from roping him in blind into business, that by all means, shouldn't have been his to begin with. "Intéressant, huh." He echoes softly to himself at first. Turning divergent eyes away from Ark as another piece of paper is fished from the folder and handed over adding, "Ah, but wait there is more. Try not to get too excited. I know it's hard."
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i've seen your commercial, might as well have draped yourself in red flags. guessing neil was the mastermind behind your public image.
"to be fair i wasn't in the commercial per se," even less involved in the script if she's honest. "at least it's safe to say he won't be involved with the new campaigns any time soon." a pause. "hey, @gunsurvivor you think it's okay to say? we should give our lawyers a call."
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❝ just take my hand and close your eyes. pretend we’re anywhere else but here. ❞
claire might have come back to work now but in no way it means her health anywhere better since her return to the states. there's something wrong with her - something she's pointed out a few times but has been chalked up as post traumatic stress disorder and anxiety getting worse due to the latest events happened in her life. the wristband she's basically forced to wear in order to keep herself monitored at all times doesn't help either - it's only a reminder that she might have escaped the island and killed the overseer, but its consequences are now so ingrained in her system that she has not other choice but carry them forever.
eyes close and a sharp inhale cuts the silence of her new office - the one that used to be neil's just a few months prior. claire had tried to argue that her old office was just fine, that her new role in the organisation didn't have to come with privileges simply because this is the path she chose - her whole life devoted to this fight of the view of the whole city below her. "another day in here and i might burn this room to the ground." words come paired with a forced laugh, fingers tucking a few short auburb strands behind her ear as other hand remains in close proximity to ark's. perhaps she should change the furniture, make it look less than the man who betrayed her and more like the image she wants to give of terrasave from now on.
deep exhale pushes past nostrils before gaze darts on the papers already compiled with information, soft smile forming on lips over diligent work. hand reaches for her favourite pen to sign the paper - the last final act before finally welcoming him in the ngo. "alright, that's it. you're officially part of the team."
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" 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 ? " eric had been asking like clockwork for weeks . it happens when terrasave and heron intersect on those few occassions . apparently the answer ' if it's not on the website , it's not a thing they do ' had been enough cut it . apparently , heugh was supposed to be pulling a few strings . they needed to have another discussion about how abusing one's power for frivolous gain could potentially lead down a slippery slope . not for heugh , clearly --- but for someone , most certainly . " you know a guy who could do bobbleheads ? " @gunsurvivor
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" 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 . " he calls out , listing a finger in a vague gesture towards them before he’s plunking his hands on his hips . “ i'm gonna start blushing . “
@gunsurvivor
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