RESIDENT EVIL: The Time is Now (Story board)

Originally posted by fruits
"well ive got friends, in low places, where the whiskey drowns, and the beer chases my blues away!" xavier was singing along to the radio in his highway patrol car as he was driving down the highway, "and ill be ok!" he continued on. "well, ive got- HOLY SHIT!" he screamed as a car went speeding by him going the other direction. "now for the fun part of my job," xavier flipped on his lights and hit the siren. he started barreling after the man in the truck hitting at least 100. the car was swirving from lane to lane and it seemed like the driver must've been very drunk. then the driver crashed into a telephone pole and went flying through his windshield and flew about 50 feet in front of his car. xavier parked behind the smashed vehicle. he got out of his car and slowly walked toward the motionless body in the field. "you.........you ok?" xavier asked the man. he noticed a very bad cut on the mans neck. looked like something had taken a huge chunk out of his neck. the man started twitching and was mumbling. X knelt down next to him to hear what he was saying. "it hurts so bad. but i got away, i got away from them.....i got.......a.....way." then he stopped twitching. "sir?" X asked poking him and turning him over with his nightstick. the man was dead. X turned around and looked at the mans car. he pulled his radio off from his should and pushed the button, " yeah, i got a car accident down by exit 287. got a guy severely injured, he might even be dead. get out here quick." he put the radio back on his shoulder and turned around to find the corpse missing. "what the-" X started. he looked to his right to see the dead man, walking out towards the highway. "sir! freeze!!!!" X yelled as he pulled his gun and pointed it the man. but the guy just kept walking. into the street. where he was run down by a car. his boyd was thrown into the air at least 10-15 feet before it smashed dwon on the pavement. X started to run over to him, but he stopped as he saw the man get up. he had blood running from his mouth. "what the holy hell is goin on??" x asked himself. he opened fire on the man, shooting him 4 times b4 he finally went down with a final shot to the head. he looked over at the man's abandoned crashed car. the license plate was from racoon city. "i better call in to report this" he ran over to his vehicle and picked up the radio and typed in the numbers to talk to the sherrif's department in racoon city. he got no answer, just static. "i better go check this out" he said as he hopped in, turned on his siren, and sped to racoon city.

Before the police guy turned on his engine, Kya silently jumped onto the top of the car holding onto the crossbar of the siren for support and tried to cover her ears from the loud sound of the siren. She held on more tightly as the car sped away, she didn't care if people would notice her, she's done it before. Kya was waiting for the moment when she could go into Racoon City and see what the rumors were all about.

OOC: hey fruits 😈

Malconin glanced at drake as they walk along. "How do you work out that you are leading this kill count, brother?. The last time I checked, I was the one who blew the crap out of two largeish groups of those fu*kers by dropping granades at my feet!"
Drake smiled at him and was about to respond but Malconin added quickly. "And technically, those were MY granades that blew the crap outta the hive, which means all those kill were mine...making it about a thousand kills for me, compared to your couple of hundred."
Malconin chuckled. "In short, I'm kicking your arse!"

"Oh bull shit!! Those were both of our grenades if you remember," Drake argued as they followed Berina. "We both had a belt full. And if i remember correctly, you had used one of urs to blow the crap outa the room full of zombies. Therefore, i had more grenades on my belt, and so more then half of those kills are mine." Drake was having to much fun with the kill count thing, but it helped him get his mind off the difficulty of thier next little episode.

Berina slowed and began to crouch, signalling for the two men to shut the hell up, she slinked forward and bared her now slightly sharper teeth, Lickers were coming, she could smell them a mile away.

There was no point in waiting for Chrys any longer, if she got out the other side then she wouldn't be able to get back the way she came, hopefully she wouldn't try the same rout. Why couldn't anything be simple with her, why couldn't they just be together and be left in peace?
Paul couldn't think of an answer to that one, 'Come on, we're getting out of here', he said to Rain who was holding her side where he had hit her.
He lifted his bag and started walking back down the hallway, 'hey wait up', Rain said, bending down to scoop up her flashlight and following. Paul was waiting for her to catch up when a sudden buzz sounded through the hallway, all the doors unlocked and some of them creaked outwards.
'Great, someone opened this place up for us', he said looking around him, it seemed like the rooms inhabitance was awakened by the racket. A rotted hand reached out of the nearest door, 'I've had enough of your kind!', Paul said blasting off the zombies arm but not only did it keep coming but more followed it. the two of them backed up only to be greeted by more zombies, 'I got our backs' Raine said taking out the berreta Paul had given her earlier. The two fired for almost a minute till the passage was clear, 'Ok lets get out of here before their friends come', Paul said grabbing Raine's shoulder and pulling her along, 'I'm capable of walking on my own!', she said freeing herself from his grasp. Gunfire echoed from behind them, it wasn't near but it came from the direction of the water which meant the Chrys was still alive. Paul's worries faded away as he got to the left turn, no amount of zombies stood a chance against her. The hallway to there left would be a problem, it was loading with more zombies by the second, they both backed up and started firing away.
'Paul I'm almost out of ammo'
'Here, they're in the large compartment' he said, dropping his bag at her feet. She kneeled down and took a few fresh ammo clips, 'We're still running low.'
'Well we'll just have to do with what we have', Rain's respond to that was simple, she took out a grenade, 'Take cover!'
She rolled the grenade with enough force to send it to the center of the hallway and the two of them ran on further into the hallway they were currently in. The explosion shattered all the windows and sent debree all across the hallway behind them. They didn't have time to rejoice their small victory, more zombies cam staggering out of the doors on either side. They backed up, Raine fired three shots piercing the chest of the nearest one and a fourth bringing it down when a shot came from behind them, Paul looked around in time to see Chrys take aim and fire another shot sending brains all over the wall. Paul and Raine finished off the rest of the zombies and turned to Chrys, she was looking at them strangely, she let her gun fall from her hand, 'Paul', she called out faintly as she dropped to the floor. Paul waisted no time, he ran to her side and gently lifted her head, a trail of blood dribbled down her cheek coming from her mouth and her body looked tattered and beat. 'Don't let her be dead, oh god please don't let her be dead', he felt for a puls and breath, she was still alive and breathing, Paul touched her cheek, wiping the blood from it.
'What's wrong, is she ok?', Raine asked as she walked up to them.
'I don't know what she's been through but it looks like she'll be alright for now', Paul said, not truly believing himself but hoping he was right, he looked down at Chrys's face as he stroked her hair, she almost looked peaceful.
Paul got up and lifted Chrys over his shoulder, 'Let's get out of here, I'm not gonna sit around and wait for who ever it is that runs this place to send some more of his... games loose on us.'
They made their way over the scattered body parts, past the hung man and finally exiting the building into the cold rain. Paul layed Chrys on the soft grass, Raine took off the jacket Paul gave her and covered Chrys. The rain continued to heavily downpour, 'Chrys, wake up...please wake up', Paul said shaking her softly, she moaned something but he couldn't make it out, 'It's ok, I'm with you', he bent down and kissed her softly.

OOC:This is what I could come up with while my friend was in the shower, he's gonna start bugging me soon.
No luck with my computer yet, it looks like I'm going to have to format it but I'm not ready to do that and loose all my work of the past year and a half so it's gonna be a while (parting with all my pictures and just about everything I ever wrote sucks!).
Good work you guys in the other story, I was gonna post there but it looks like you guys are handling it well without me and I couldn't think of how I would fit myself back in yet.
Can't wait to get back with you people, I didn't think I'd miss it so much till it was taken away.

X was driving along the highway, almost to racoon city, when he noticed that everyone he passed was staring at his car. like something was on it. he looked in his mirror and saw something on the top of his police cruiser. he slammed on the brakes and someone went flying forward, onto the pavement in front of his car. Xavier jumped out of his car and pulled out his gun. he pointed it at the figure. "stand up!" he yelled. the woman was moving, but she wasnt standing up. "stand the **** up!!" X yelled one more time as he cocked his gun. the woman stood up and put her hands up. Xavier walked forward adn started to search her for any weapons or narcotics, keeping his finger on the trigger. he didnt want to risk anything after what he'd seen happen today. he stepped back after he found nothing. "ok, i'm in a real big hurry to get to racoon city, and im only a few miles away. now what the **** were you doing on top of my car?!" he yelled, pointing the gun at the woman again

"Dude, just chill," Kya said softly. "Not like i was gonna kill you, i just needed a little ride to Racoon City, becides do you even know whats there?" She then wished she brought weapon with her to protect her.

Bildo was still stood at the window with Roxanne and Shamilar. "Berina what is it" Bildo said woundering what she had noticed.

"Lickers." She murmurred and leapt onto a landing about 6 feet above her, crouching and sniffing the air.

"if you wanted a ride you coulda just asked. get in the car and lets go." they both got into the car and started to drive. "and i dont know what's their. all i know is something weird is goin on their and im gonna go check it out." the went off the exit that was leading to racoon city. he stoped his car the second he crossed the city line. nothing. everything was abandonned. "what the hell?"

"Oh Sh*t Berina should we fall back into the apartment and hold the fort or what this one is your call your more the wiser" Bildo said trying to get a good look down the street and pushing Roxanne and Shamilar back into the building.

Kya looked at the surroundings and got out of the car slowly. “I guess there true...” She said quietly to herself. She walked a little away from the car and listened for any sound. “Should we search the place?” She asked the guy, which was odd for her since she was an assassin and he was a policemen, yet he didn’t know that she was an assassin yet. She looked down at the ground, frustrated with herself.

OOC: …You don’t know what you have until it’s gone…or something along those lines. I would hate to delete all of what I’ve written but hopefully it won’t come down to that for you. Well, to make up for me not writing for this in the past few days, here’s a little something courtesy of me...

Chrys felt her face start to become pelted with water, a cold comfort to her face. She felt as if she was burning up from the inside out, the constant pain arching down her back and into her chest contributing to the horrible sensation. She wanted to cry out but couldn’t, not even sure if she were alive anymore.

The feeling of the rain was starting to disappear, only the cold being felt. The loud thumps of water pouring down hard onto the muddy grass turned to the lightest of drizzles to Chrys as the world started to slip from her, she fading further into darkness. She had balled up the wet earth in a hand but felt her hand slipping, she starting to lose her grip. She started to let go when muffled voices caught her hearing.

“…Paul…” she wasn’t sure if his name had left her lips but it sounded more like a question then a statement. The muffled voice came closer to her, a gentle brush against her lips and the cold temporarily going away. Her eyelids felt heavier than usual, best left closed so with reluctance on her part, she opened them slightly, making out a dark figure leaning by her face, rain dripping down from their hair onto her forehead.

She fluttered her eyelids in an attempt to get a better look but gave up after a minute, turning her face to the side. She had figured out who the face belonged to, she had seen it constantly through her dreams. She held back a cough, her fingertips resting in the grass as she spoke in a weak tone, barely audible over the storm.

“…Why is it raining in the in…oh, silly me…” she drifted off as she felt her eyes grow hot, her vision hazy. “…it’s ironic, so ironic. I walked here…I walked back to see you…I had to,” she gave a weak laugh, coming out as a cough. She placed her hands to her mouth, hunching over in pain from the sudden movement. “…I walked back to see you, but now I can’t see a thing. From the shadows of the clouds to the smallest blade of grass in my face. I know it’s there…but…I think it’s my body’s way of saying that I’m going to d-” She choked up on the last word, her tears being washed away in the rain.

Paul stroked her face, unable to say anything for the moment. He turned to Raine and said something indistinct. She paused before nodding her head in agreement to his statement. He said something low as he leaned over and in an unexpected movement, placed Chrys over his back, her head resting on his shoulder, her arms wrapped around his neck, her legs around his waist. Raine carefully placed his jacket over Chrys and with that done, they started to make their way from the University Grounds.

Chrys had been on Paul’s back for a few minutes, snuggling her cheek into his neck in an attempt to get warmth as once her surroundings started to set in, the cold wasn’t as soothing as she had originally thought. She let out a curious, sluggish whisper. “…where are we going…?”

Paul continued his steady pace, looking around in the washed out streets of the city. “We’re gonna find a place to get out the rain for awhile.”

She ignored her pain, something flickering in the darkest part of her mind. She bit the side of her cheek lightly in thought, too tired to open her eyes or show emotion. “We…we…” her breath was coming out haggard, but she forced herself to continue. “We can’t stop…not now. I…I have one more place to go, it has to be done. And your people…don’t you need to go back to them?” She knew in her head she was being stupid for not considering her health but she had to accomplish her objectives. She didn’t want to take the risk of her dying before it was all done.

Paul paused in his step, not saying a word after Chrys’s statement. He sighed, continuing on. “Don’t worry; it’s just a short break, less than five minutes.” Chrys nodded her head in understanding, too weak to open up her eyes or see the exchange of glances being shared between Raine and Paul.

She snuggled her cheek further into his neck, reminiscing about the past as she tried to get her thoughts away from what seemed to be fate. “…this reminds me of my birthday…” she paused, Paul glancing to her in confusion. She tightened the grip of her legs around his waist as she continued on in a light voice, a trace small across her lips. “…my twenty first birthday, the only one we actually spent together. You took me out to…” the curl around her lips turned into a smile as she completely ignored the rain around her, her face holding a dreamy expression. “…to a theme park, never went there in my life. I never told you…at least I don’t think…but I loved it. The restaurant…that was even better. The Hotel suite topped it all, the pool on the rooftop, Jacuzzi to the bottom.”

Chrys buried her face into him, finally deciding to lean her cheek on his shoulder. “The morning after…you carried me down to the Jacuzzi since I was having a little trouble walkin after-”

“Stop!” cut off Raine, her eyes opened wide as she blinked to Chrys. She had been focusing on being their main source of offense considering Paul was carrying Chrys and she had intended in being silent until they reached wherever, but she had to interfere. “Trouble walking after what?” she exclaimed. “No, that’s it. I find it all sweet and stuff but no, no details, please, for the love of god, spare me the details…” Raine said, closing her eyes as she started to rub the center of her forehead in a circular motion with her index finger.

Chrys thought about her words then opened up one eye halfway in Raine’s direction. “It’s not what you’re thinking.”

“Oh, and what am I thinking, hmm?” inquired Raine.

“I know how it sounded and it’s not what you are thinking,” responded Chrys, emphasis on ‘you’. She took in an exhausted breath before continuing with her eyes close. “Before the hotel, we went ice-skating and my ass shared a very special connection with the ice…several times as a matter of fact. Though my stubborn behind didn’t want to quit so by the end of it all I could barely stand let alone walk.”

Raine looked to her curiously, deciding on not commenting as she walked ahead to the bolted side entrance to what looked to be a seemingly untouched hotel. Paul and Chrys watched her go, Paul not talking until Raine was out of earshot. “You know Chrys, you’re lucky you’re all stone faced as of now because you were never a good liar.”

*continued...

Chrys smirked. “That’s why I try not to lie…but you have to every so often…” She tightened her hold around his neck in a comforting gesture. A streak of lightning across the sky, accompanied with the loudest roll of thunder interrupted the peaceful moment and Chrys widened her eyes as the pain came back full force, her whole chest starting to ache. She let out a pained moan, digging her fingernails into Paul as she whimpered onto his neck, eyes closed tightly.

Paul held onto her arm tightly, turning his head to kiss her forehead. He ran back up to Raine with an expression of worry. Raine had been looking to the metal door ahead of them. She pointed her beretta, shooting off the handle and opening the door into the empty hotel. She quickly closed it after Paul and Chrys had entered, bolting it at the top.

Chrys looked around in confusion. “We are in a hotel where…people used to stay…because…?”

Raine shook the water from her head, walking down to a light-switch. “I was reading a sign nearby while you two were chatting. It’s a newly built hotel, had another month until opening. Only two floors where there’s an actual hotel setting though…” she flipped the lights but to her disappointment, the building remained dark. She walked through another room to the lobby, the only place that had light. “The basement…the bottom floor below this has a mall type of setting. Nothing too big, just a clothing boutique, a small food court, etc.”

She took a key from behind the deep blue marble counter, looking to the number carefully. She opened up the stairwell, motioning Paul and Chrys after. “Think this place should be safe…made by a private company outside of Umbrella,” She opened up the door to the room she picked to reveal a ritzy hotel room. She smiled to the two as the lightning illuminated the features of the room. “Figuring since we might be here awhile we should stay in style, right?”

Paul had already laid Chrys across the bed as she looked to the two strangely. She relaxed into the white down comforter. “What do you mean, for awhile?”

Paul kneeled down beside her, changing the subject. “What happened to you…?”

Chrys turned her glance to the window not sure of what to say. She sighed heavily, opening up her Kevlar jacket to reveal a series of bruises, her sides slightly swollen and the area around her chest shiny, near black. Raine looked on in shock. Meanwhile, Paul’s expression became unreadable, several emotions flashing across his eyes. She took off her jacket, placing it to her side as she glanced to her tattered form. “Long story behind it all but don’t have time to delve into details. We take a quick break then-”

She had started to sit up but was cut off when Raine had held onto her arm and gently pushed her back down. She shrugged her arm off and started to get up again, but this time it was Paul who put her back down. She tried to shake him off but winced, coughing as pain erupted throughout her being. She wiped away a little blood that had come up, trying not to worry as she looked to Paul for an explanation.

Paul looked to her worried. “Chrys, until you recover a little and the storm settles down, we should stay here for a bit. It’ll be for the best.”

Chrys looked him up and down, then between Paul and Raine. She rested her cold expression on Paul, slipping her arm from his grasp. “You sneaky…” she didn’t finish, instead trying to get up once more.

Both Paul and Raine held her down as she struggled fiercely to get up and out of the hotel. Paul spoke over Chrys’s occasional let go of me’s and to Raine. “Go see if you can find a first aid kit somewhere.”

“Right.” She let go of Chrys’s arm, Paul instantly grabbing her so she wouldn’t try to escape. Raine squeezed out her shirt. “I’ll try to find some clothes for us, too. If I bump into trouble, I’ll let you all know.” She snatched the keys from off the dresser, quickly making her way from the room.

Chrys continued to struggle in Paul’s grasp. He looked into her face calmly. “…chrys,” She didn’t respond and slipped her left arm away from him. She tried to pull his hand from her other arm, ignoring the spasms of pain that she felt in the process. “Chrys…” She continued to fight back whereas he finally jumped on her, holding onto her wrists tightly in front of her. “CHRYS.”

“WHAT?!” she shouted, her eyes wide open and starting to brim with tears. She sucked it up, sniffling slightly as she stopped struggling, completely exhausted.

“Chrys…” he lowered his tone. “I didn’t mean to lie to you but you need to rest for a little while. And your ribs…your whole chest area…” With a free hand, he traced his index finger lightly across her chest. She let out a wince which caused him to stop. “We need to do…something about that,” He sighed heavily. “When I let go, promise you won’t lash out?”

She looked into his eyes, losing the cold angry expression she held and allowing her hands to fall limp in his grasp. He let go and got off her. She dropped her arms to her side and looked up into a glass chandelier hanging in the center of the room, the crystal shards sending beams across the off-white wall with every passing lightning flash. “And now we play the waiting game…”

((Hey Acrypt, see if you can't get into ur hard drive and copy just the folder that your writing is in on a floppy, or burn it to a CD. I had to do that when my comp went "boom" a few weeks ago. I have like, half my novel and a few others in this piece of crap, and yeah, I definatly know what thats like. But yeah, hope it all works out.))

X got out of the car with kya. y-yeah, i guess we can search the place. jus-just be careful." he was almost at a loss for words seeing what he was seeing.

OOC: XornJ, I wish it was that simple. I'm fairly good with computers so when I mess something up I do it big time; cause the little things I can fix myself. I don't know if this means anything to you cause I know it didn't mean much to me a few months ago. I had 2 paratitions on my master hard drive and to me it seemd like a waist of space so I thought "oh why don't I just combind them and have 1 big hard drive?", I asked a friend and he said it's easy. I asked him if I should back up my stuff and he said "naa it'll take 2 seconds and everything stays the same" my gut told me not to listen to him but I ignored it. basicaly I have all my stuff but the only way for me to get it is to pay some nerd working for a big company with big gadgets $600 to rebuild my hard drive restoring all my info. My other option is to NOT pay that ridiculas shitload of cash and just format the bastard, that's the only way for me to get any access whatsoever with my computer. Writing, the last year of family/friend pictures, pictures I made myself (i do digital art) and anything els I have is $600 away from me! 💃 ...ermm... cry... crybaby

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Forgive me...gota move on with life 😮

Hi, if this is a RE RPG, can I join in with my character, Lara?

ooc: Never post Out of Character questions in this thread again please, Ofcourse its an RE RPG...what does it look like Malia? A sack of potatoes?

~hey y'all whats its been 4 weeks. my keybroad got broke then the school blocked out this site cuz it had killer in it,they are so gay~

"Is there some type of mall or something around here? "shalimar said to Bildo