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[inagent]

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

[inagent]

me just hoping i don't have to work tomorrow since we're getting some sort of blizzardish, like some strong winds and snow, so fmdklsgmkdlsmfkdls

[inagent]

a slight shiver went down his spine, a not-so nice aura emanated from the wannabe-ada, adrien didn't dare pry but he has some slight inkling that whatever the doppelganger was thinking, it wasn't good for him.

however, when she actually spoke, he was surprised at what she said.

well then, the archer thought to himself, now things are certainly getting interestingᅳan offer to come back? sounds almost too ridiculously to be true but you never know when it comes to these sort of people, it could be a trap, could be not. still, the idea was tempting and him being allowed to go back meant that he could make it back for movie night with c.y.d. and blythe, providing the two hasn't murdered each other by now.

"aw, and here i was hoping that i can complete my task, oh well." he gotten some information from this place, nothing concrete but decent enough he suppose. he would have to write it down because the archer was sure that they took the little memory stick off him when they caught him. "does that mean i can get untied soon? pretty sure my hands went number like 5 minutes ago."

he pointedly tug on said rope.

"I suppose for a pharma production facility, our security was a bit lax," said the man, "but to entertain the BSAA here never crossed our minds."

Attreppo had the affect of a man telling the truth expertly. There were many professions that tried to grasp the finer details of language and social quandary. Writers, musicians, politicians, and whatever he was. Whatever he was told only truths and knew how to use them.

His comfortable, but agitated partner's eyes shimmered in the dim-dark, reflecting off a nigh imperceptible process of corrections by a secondary iris, snug against the first. One human, one infected looked at the caught agent.

Ada's daydreams of what to do with him were appallingly violent, and it calmed her to think about butchery enough to stay thoughtful about the situation. Even after the edges of her thoughts turned to fractals and noise, her shoulders were relaxed.

Attreppo didn't think much of anything, the glassy look to eyes not registering as any expression. It looked like perpetual apathy, or shellshock, and it felt like an empty man.

"Well, how about this?" said the woman, deciding something, "I do actually need a pentester in a month on a security measure I have been building. Since the BSAA seems so interested in what we are doing here. How about I invite you back with permission?"

"Oh. That does sound like a good idea."

Ada tapped her foot against Attreppo's pressed pant leg.

"You will not be going any further here today. And you can remind your people about their own agreed on procedures while you're at it," she said.

[inagent]

glenn arias, the brunette immediately identifies, or at least one of the many aliases the man has gone under over the years. far as he was aware, glenn arias was or is his current nameᅳhe hasn't kept tabs on what's been going on lately. the other figure, adrien recognizes as ada... but that's not really her.

though it has been a while since the two of them last interacted with one another, adrien can tell recognize a piece of her mental signature as ada wong but there's another one right underneath it, almost like she's wearing the spy's skin.

an interesting problem to look into, perhaps when he's not tied up.

"yeah, sounds like a mistake anyone makes." honestly, if he's going to be stuck here and possibly tortured, at least he should have some fun with this.

"you should look into better security or at least hire better people for your paramilitary." the agent states with a slight shrug of his shoulders. "i mean, if i can sneak on by for that long, i think a few people needs to be fired." or shot, whichever.

from (x) @inagent

Attreppo's face was vegetable green with the light emitting from his phone screen. The man was tall, wiry, and his facial texture was broken up by a well healed scared on his forehead that stopped at his left eyebrow. He was a well groomed middle aged man, every bit a dressed gentleman with a too-formal for the early 2010s style.

And beside him sitting on his chair arm was a venomous woman. She draped herself in an expensive, low hanging red shawl and a black dress that was loose cut to her waist, and hugged her knees.

"I'm sure the trespassing was a mistake in earnest. The BSAA doesn't have absolute authority to search medical facilities without reason," said the man, closing his phone and plummeting the dim and loveless room into darkness. His companion, Ada, flicked the dangling string fringe of her shawl away from her chest.

"Hmm," she hummed, holding her tongue but not her obvious disdain for the situation. Ada Wong satisfied the nerves by combing her short bangs back to brush and fiddle with the hoops of her earrings.

"Besides, this formality is out of the abundance of caution. I'm sure you can understand the fact that all companies have a paramilitary for security purposes. I'm surprised we didn't catch you sooner."

Attreppo's tone was always calm, polite, and disarming, and it contrasted his furious appendage who truly wanted to launch verbal daggers.

[inagent]

#𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍-𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 , an independant roleplay blog for 𝐉𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 of resident evil/biohazard .

A STUDY ON : resilience | betrayal | blinding revenge | loyalty to the point of self sacrifice | retribution for the sin of hubris | always finding your way back home | being dragged down to the underworld | rediscovering your identity | fates worse than death | a not so quite big bad wolf | cursed to never forget | grief vs. memory | a raven visiting late at night .

( . . . JUDGE . . . JURY . . . EXECUTIONER . )

[inagent]

adrien now has two individuals in his life, both who he didn't ask for and wonders why they picked him fmdlksgmkldsfklds

[inagent]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄. 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔? / ind. pri. sel. resident evil multimuse. primarily headcanon-based + canon divergencies. revived by pulsar.

⸻ sideblog to @burns7de

psd credit / personals dni

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okie, i'm all good, gonna decide whether to add the new oc to my sideblog multi or just make a sideblog here hmmmm

[inagent]

went out earlier for food and during my walk, an idea knocked on my brain and went 'what if we made an oc who is adrien's student?'

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"some flavor." he repeats, his tone plain before his eyes immediately rose at the fact that c.y.d took it upon herself to invite people—not people that he relatively knows, but three random strangers from the bsaa. why would anyone accept her invite, he would never know... it's not like he has a stellar reputation, apparently some people are still sore about the fact that he once worked for a notorious bioterrorist willingly. he should still be rotting in prison they would said, either to his face or behind his back.

he ignores them for the most part, words are just words, if they want to talk about him, that's fine with him. let him live rent-free in their heads without any effort.

though now he's going have to entertain three random people from his workplace in the one place he would rather not deal with people at all.

stepping into the apartment, adrien took a moment to take in all of the new decor. the red walls he can tolerate, though he would question some of the furniture pieces but whatever, as long his bedroom was untouched, then he can get used to this. "okay, you get plus points for leaving my bedroom alone."

duffel bag still in hand, the archer finally nods. "i would question your taste and i should, but i'm tired and since we got people coming over, i need to take a quick shower." get rid of the travel lag that tends to linger after being stuck in a plane for over 12 hours. "i'll be back." before the other could stop him, adrien made his way to his bedroom to get himself presentable.

@inagent — continued from here.

C.Y.D. pauses alongside Adrien as he stops at the doorway, but their pause is for a different reason entirely. Moving his home from the past to the future isn’t a difficult change when C.Y.D. is around, and part of her wishes he would change his lock. If it was electric in any way, then they’d be connected to it, just as they’re connected to every other electronic appliance in this place.

“I do not understand why you are being rude!” C.Y.D. stated.

Statistically, Adrien shouldn’t have been having this sort of reaction. In every piece of media they’d consumed so far, decorating a place of significance brought joy to the other party. Similarly, in every home improvement show she’d seen, guests observed the new location and oohed and ahhed at it. C.Y.D. herself hates, the design of the apartment, but her intentions hadn’t been entirely spiteful, and she scrutinizes his expression.

“I was only attempting to bring some flavor into this apartment for your guests. I also took it upon myself to invite three members of the B.S.A.A. at random to your, and I quote, ‘humble abode’. They should be arriving within the hour.”

With a new pep in her step, C.Y.D. leads Adrien into the apartment. She’d opted for the avant- garde style that had swept the world by storm, and as such, the walls had been painted an interesting shade of red. Abstract pieces of art litter the rooms, and she’d replaced the basics with lavish, modern furniture. C.Y.D. had also brought in a bookshelf shaped to look like scales, and they’d purchased plenty of books to go alongside it. With nothing else to do all day, she’d turned to decorating, cleaning, and browsing the web.

“I did not alter your bedroom in any way, shape, or form,” they offer by way of apology, “for that would have been intrusive in human custom. I consulted multiple sources on interior design before undergoing such a rigorous process, and I find it suits both of our tastes perfectly.”

[inagent]

clock app keeps showing me the shoebill on my fyp, the bird is absolutely terrifying why is it showing me fmkdlsgmdklsfmkdls

[inagent]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄'𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

go here and pick out a font which resembles your muse’s handwriting the closest and write their name.

stole this from myself fmdklsgmkdls

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PROMPTS FROM WICKED *  assorted dialogue from the screenplay, adjust as necessary

it's good to see me, isn't it?

no need to respond. that was rhetorical.

because there has been so much rumor and speculation... innuendo, outuendo... let me set the record straight.

why does wickedness happen?

that's a good question.

like every family, they had their secrets.

one thing led to another, as it so often does.

i'm right here. i always will be.

you want to see something wonderful?

what have you done this time?

now you've made your sister cry.

you see... it couldn't have been easy.

as you can imagine, i have much to attend to.

is it true you were her friend?

you must understand, it was... a long time ago.

remember, it's not goodbye, it's farewell.

they're going to miss me so much.

you know what i believe? strangers are just people i've never met.

what? what are you staring at? do i have something in my teeth?

let's get this over with.

i for one am sorry that you're forced to live with this.

it's my intention to major in sorcery.

perhaps i could help.

offering to help someone you don't know with a skill you don't have. i'm sure everyone's duly impressed.

i could care less what other people think.

i doubt that's true.

i'll miss you.

if anything should happen to her...

you can of course come visit me whenever you want!

how tragically beautiful you are.

i just need to find my room.

this was my chance. my new start.

magic is merely the mind's attempt to wrap itself around the impossible.

i shall tutor you privately.

thank you for covering for me.

how long have you had this talent?

if you can learn to use your powers in the right way...

do you really think this is fair?

i'm just shutting the door.

i saved you some space, by the way.

how did you do it? tell me.

i can keep a secret.

some of us are different.

we cannot escape the past.

the past helps explain our present circumstances.

who is responsible for this?

it's all right. i have no friends.

once you learn to harness your emotions, the sky's the limit.

this is much bigger than just some words on a chalkboard.

is this how you go through life, running amok, nearly trampling anyone in your path?

i guess there's a first time for everything.

were you looking for something? or someone?

i met the rudest person last night.

what do you do for fun around here?

i would do anything for you.

it was nothing. i love helping others.

i'm about to have the happiest night of my life!

i don't follow.

what's in the punch?

i don't feel sorry for you! you're great!

my personal opinion is that you do not have what it takes.

i hope you prove me wrong. i doubt you will.

i can't watch.

it's not like it's your fault.

may i cut in?

that was your very first party?

you tell me a secret.

you really don't have to do that.

i can't wear things like that anyway.

pink goes good with green.

i'm afraid it's out of our hands.

you're not being told the whole story.

somebody's got to do something!

you think i'm really stupid, don't you.

you don't need to be scared of me.

you think i want to be this way?

so i should just keep my mouth shut? is that what you're saying?

you're bleeding.

this is your chance to make good.

i've heard so much about you.

i am changing my name.

don't you cry. you're going to have the wonderfullest time.

something bad is happening to them. they need you.

what did i tell you?

you've known all along... from the moment you met me.

you must trust me.

that's why i need you.

i meant every word about you having a home here.

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WHAT DO YOU ASSOCIATE MY MUSE WITH? (  colors, animals, places, flowers, songs etc literally anything that reminds you of them or their aesthetic  )

[inagent]

i think for the verse where adrien is more open with his abilities, he wouldn't really use weapons at all and rely a lot more on his psychic powers c: and also thinking of giving him a bioweapon companion, like some sort of tyrant, that he has a psychic link with

[inagent]

sb: why are you and the robot friends?

adrien vc: they saw me, roasted my wardrobe and haven’t stopped since

[inagent]

now me being inspired to continue playing re6 at some point fmdndkdndnskdnd