#thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella.

[colesabi]

happy 26th anniversary to Leon’s favorite day of the year.

he never shuts up about it.

[lemonbrainz2]

it's september 30th.. ITS SEPTEMBER 30TH

[gojuo]

since it's september 30th tomorrow im wondering if i should make a re2r gifset just for the lolz (im feeling inspired) but i dont actually have any re2r footage so i'll need to replay it now or i can make a re4r gifset which i did film ... but it kinda wouldnt make any sense to gif re4r. but also i feel like giffing. idk...

[ancuiri]

— "September 30th, 1998... It's a day I'll never forget.

The cop inside me died that day.

And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out. Thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella.

Somehow, I made it out. But too many others...weren't so lucky."

✧⃝•‌┄

[imortaltori]

- September 30th, 1998

It's a day I'll never forget.

The cop inside me died that day.

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And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out, thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella.

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This time, it can be different.

It has to.

[magistera]

September 30, 1998… It's a day I'll never forget. The cop inside me died that day. And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out. Thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others...weren't so lucky. I was "asked" later to join a top-secret government program. Not that I had a choice. The training, the punishing missions nearly killed me. But at least they kept my mind off everything. If I could just forget what happened that night, the pain—even for a second. This time, it can be different. It has to.

[jelybobik]

⭑.ᐟ September 30th, 1998. It's a day I'll never forget. The cop inside me died that day. And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out, thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others…weren't so lucky… ✧₊⁺

[darkfoggyforests]

september 30th, 1998...it's a day i'll never forget. the cop inside me died that day. and that night, raccoon city was wiped out. thanks to the bioweapons created by umbrella. somehow, i made it out. but too many others...weren't so lucky. 😦

[feartheoldblog]

September 30th, 1998. 🗓️ It's a day I'll never forget. The cop inside me died that day. 🥀⛓️🖤 And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out, thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. ☂️💉🩸 Somehow, I made it out. But too many others...weren't so lucky. 💔🤕 I was "asked" later to join a top-secret government program. 🤫🤐 Not that I had a choice. 😞❌ The training, the punishing missions...nearly killed me, 😵💀 but at least they kept my mind off everything. 😂 If I could just forget what happened that night 🌙- the pain 🥀⛓️🖤 , even for a second? ⏱️ This time, it can be different. It has to. 🙏💪

[wo8ngs]

"September 30th, 1998. It's a day I'll never forget. The cop inside me died that day. And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out, thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others…weren't so lucky. I was "asked" later to join a top-secret government program. Not that I had a choice. The training, the punishing missions…nearly killed me, but at least they kept my mind off everything. If I could just forget what happened that night - the pain, even for a second? This time, it can be different. It has to."

“You? Leon S Kennedy? You haven’t changed. You just think you have.”

[1-jar-of-stars]

September 30th, 1998.

It's a day I'll never forget. The cop inside me died that day. And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out, thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others...weren't so lucky. I was "asked" later to join a top-secret government program. Not that I had a choice. The training, the punishing missions...nearly killed me, but at least they kept my mind off everything. If I could just forget what happened that night - the pain, even for a second? This time, it can be different. It has to.

(non alien-fied)

[popcorn-milk]

OH MY GOD HAPPY SEPTEMBER 30TH

"September 30th, 1998. It's a day I'll never forget. The cop inside me died that day. And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out, thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others...weren't so lucky. I was "asked" later to join a top-secret government program. Not that I had a choice. The training, the punishing missions...nearly killed me, but at least they kept my mind off everything. If I could just forget what happened that night - the pain, even for a second? This time, it can be different. It has to."

[christineagreste24]

Re4R - Leon S. Kennedy: " September 30, 1998, the day I'll never forget... the cop inside me died that day. And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out. Thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others... weren't so lucky. I was 'asked' later to join a top-secret government program. Not that I had a choice. The training, the punishing missions nearly killed me. But at least they kept my mind off everything. If I could just forget what happened that night, the pain—even for a second. This time, it can be different. It has to..."

( I was actually waiting for this on the 26th of September, but I have a hunch that it wanted me to wait until today, September 30... Heh, it matched..) ✨️🖤✨️💙

[babyeater29]

September 30th, 1998. It's a day I'll never forget.

The cop inside me died that day. And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out. Thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others...weren't so lucky.

I was 'asked' later to join a top-secret government program. Not that I had a choice. The training, the punishing missions nearly killed me. But at least they kept my mind off everything.

If I could just forget what happened that night, the pain-even for a second. This time, it can be different. It has to 🔥🔥🔥

Recited this to my parents 2 nights ago 🔥/gen

[shions-new-blog-of-stuff]

"Breakout"

plaga Leon x OC, hurt/comfort/some body horror

Luis' parasite removal machine had worked. Leon, Ashley and Catherine escaped the hellish island, Ashley returned to her family safe and sound, and Catherine went back to her home--back to her job at the hospital.

A few months later, Catherine dressed in a green buttoned dress shirt and faded jeans, was now in the backseat of her uncle's car, Leon lying in her lap, still wearing a green hospital shirt and loose pants breathing heavily. Uncle Lindsey had given him a blanket and old hoodie to try and conceal his appearance. A woman with reddish hair and wearing a light blue lab uniform sat in the passenger seat in the front, occasionally looking back to give Catherine a reassuring smile or nod.

The car bounced as Lindsey drove down the road, making what belongings they all could pack in the trunk move about making loud thumping noises.

Leon had been infected again, a last laugh from Saddler during their final showdown. By the time it was discovered, the egg hatched and grew to a full adult. Sent to a medical facility, any methods of treatment ended in failure. Somehow, Leon retained his mind and will of his own.

Catherine had started receiving a series of emails from the woman in front -- Morgan Collins was her name. It wasn't long before she revealed the awful truth that Leon was a host once more and that he would be turned into a new bioweapon. Morgan, through careful planning, managed to sneak him out. Leon had been given sedatives normally meant for animals, leaving him in a sluggish state.

Lindsey pulled into a gas station. "Sorry, gotta gas up. There's a motel 'bout ten more miles from here. Hopefully can rest there, eh?"

"That's fine," Catherine replied quietly, "Uncle...thank you for...you know..."

He smiled. "Never in a million years I'd leave my niece in the cold, you know that." He flicked something away from his hair, dyed a dark green. His expression turned serious, "Cathy, I'm not afraid to go back to jail..."

Dusting off his navy blue coat, he turned and walked towards the mini-mart.

Morgan looked back, shocked. "Did he really just say that?"

Leon stirred, pale face and red eyes looking up at Catherine. He appeared to be aware of the conversation.

Catherine held his hand. "Yeah. Long story short, he beat up my father--and also my parents' dealer, with a baseball bat. But he did it to protect me..."

Morgan shook her head. She reached for her bottle of water in the drink holder to take a sip. She shrugged, "We all have a story to tell I guess. Who knew this would be the second time I'm running from my workplace again?"

"Oh...?"

Morgan put the bottle down. "*sigh* I told your buddy there before but...I worked for Umbrella. Me and my team...we thought were gonna make a difference creating new medicine. Improve the quality of life for our patients, yea?" She balled her hand into a fist, "That goddamned virus...the higher-ups played us all for a bunch of fools..." She then rested her head in her hands, "I just wanted to see my dad get the treatment he needed..."

Catherine reached over to place a hand on Morgan's shoulder briefly. "I appreciate your help..."

She looked down to see Leon, sound asleep and breathing normally, the veins in his skin not as prominent as before. She brushed some of his hair aside to gently kiss his forehead.

Lindsey returned with a few bags of food and drink, filled the tank of gas, and pulled the car out, back on the road, driving off into the starry night.

@mishwanders @squashfics @lex-the-flex @likesugarandcyanide @notrattus @g0thesqe

[gawthick]

*read in the Burger King foot lettuce voice*

September 30, 1998…it’s a day I’ll never forget. The cop inside me died that day, and that night, Raccoon City was wiped out. Thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others…weren’t so lucky. I was “asked” later to join a top-secret government program. Not that I had a choice. The training, the punishing missions nearly killed me. But at least they kept my mind off everything. If I could just forget what happened that night, the pain–even for a second. This time, it can be different. It has to.