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Girl Next Door— Part 4

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Summary: You bake some chocolate chip cookies but you get a little distracted when Joel interrupts you.

Word Count: 2.9k

Content: 18+ MDNI, contains mature content, oral (m and f receiving)

AN: finally some action.. I expect there to be about 3 more parts to this fic. Part 5 should be coming soon, bear with me <3

You woke up to an aching pain in your neck. Your eyes slowly fluttered open, taking a moment to take in the environment you were in. It sure as hell didn’t feel like your bed. You lifted your head slightly, realizing you weren’t home. You’d fallen asleep at some point during the movie the night before, and evidently so did Joel. Joel’s head was slumped over beside you, his chest rising and falling with soft snores escaping his lips. You smiled, letting your head fall back down into his chest to reclaim the warmth emitting from his body.

You were enthralled by the memories of last night, the residual feeling of Joel’s lips against yours playing over and over. You lifted your finger to run it gently over your bottom lip, fighting back a grin and you remembered each and every minute detail. Joel’s coarse hands running up and down your back, his hips rolling against yours. A pulse went through your lower belly, feeling your arousal beginning to throb at your core. You glanced over at the clock hanging from the wall. It was 7am. You had to start working soon, disappointment spawning a frown to replace your smile. You weren’t ready for this moment to end, but you had to get home.

You sat up slowly, dismayed as the loss of warmth from Joel’s skin. You tried your best not to disturb Joel as you stood up from the sofa, adjusting your clothes that had gotten off centered during your makeout session the night before. You’d never seen Joel so peaceful. The furrow that typically taught his brows together was long gone, his eyes relaxed. Not being able to resist, you bent down and placed a gentle kiss to the lines on his forehead. Stirring slightly, Joel’s eyes opened, his eyelids heavy from sleep. He blinked slowly, his eyes brown in the center and bloodshot everywhere else. He groaned as he felt the stiffness in his neck from the uncomfortable position he slept in.

“Hi, baby.” He spoke, his voice thick and gravelly with sleep. He reached out, grabbing your hips and pulling you down onto his lap.

“I’d kiss you but I’m sure my breath is repulsive.” You teased, running your hand through his hair to fix the flyways.

“If yours is repulsive, then mine is probably a biohazard.” Joel countered, gently squeezing your sides.

“I should probably go home and freshen up before I start work.” You said gently, tracing your finger from Joel’s jawline down the course of his neck.

“It’s a shame.” Joel muttered, leaning down and peppering soft kisses to your neck. “Y’always smell so good.”

Joel breathed in the sweet aroma of your perfume, running his hand up to your hair and gently pulling at the strands at the back of your neck.

“I should go because if I stay any longer I’ll be kissing you with my ass breath.” You whispered, pressing a hasty kiss to his cheek before climbing off his lap.

He watched the way your ass jiggled in your thin lounge pants as you stood up and grabbed your wine glass. You glanced back at him with a smile before making your way to the kitchen to rinse out your wine glass to put in the dishwasher. This life felt so natural and homey to you, which was very dangerous. You could get used to mornings like this, but in a few weeks when your father returned home, it would all be forced to be different. As you were rinsing out your wine glass, Joel stepped up behind you, his front pressing to your backside and wrapping his arms wrapping around the soft skin of your belly.

“I need to wake up to this more often.” Joel murmured, pressing a kiss into your hair. You were sure your hair looked crazy from the unusual position you slept in, but Joel didn’t seem to care a bit. Your belly did backflips at the feeling of his body pressed flush against your own, the familiar heat of his skin radiating onto yours. “Wanna kiss you so bad.”

Joel tilted your head over gently with his fingertips, trailing kisses up the side of your neck up to your ear.

“Dunno how am I goin’ to get any work done when I’d rather be kissin’ you instead.” Joel said quietly in your ear, as if there was anyone else present to keep from hearing his words.

“I could say the same.” You responded, turning around, leaning your lower back against the counter. “I’d love to help you today, but after work I have to run to the grocery store. Maybe when I get back I’ll make you dinner this time.”

“Mmmm. Sounds amazing.” Joel hummed. “I might need a nap before I come over, an old man like me isn’t meant to stay up all hours of the night, let alone sleep on the couch like that.”

Joel leaned back and pressed his hands into his lower back to stretch, groaning when it popped loudly. You chuckled, grabbing your tote bag off the counter and throwing it over your shoulder.

“Might need to go to the chiropractor, grandpa.” You joked, dragging your finger up his arm as you walked past him. You ventured over to the DVD player, ejecting Scream from it to put back into its case carefully.

You bent over, Joel came up behind you and patted you on the ass, waiting for you to stand back up straight.

“Grandpa?” He narrowed his eyes on you. You slid the DVD case into your tote bag and gawked up at him.

“You’re lucky I want to take my time with you.” His voice darkened.

“So dramatic.” You whispered, patting him on the cheek, slipping by him to the foyer, sliding on your shoes.

He followed you around like a lost puppy, not letting you out of his sight. He wanted to keep you around and fuck you all day like he was a teenager again, but you both had responsibilities to tend to. The outline of your white lace thong under your thin pants was driving him insane.

“Bye, Joel.” You smirked, pulling your car key out of your tote bag, dangling it off your finger.

“Bye, honey.” He rebutted, stepping closer to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

The next few days were spent full of you working your ass off to get your work done early so you could help Joel with the renovations. The materials for the bathroom came in finally, and Joel was able to begin piecing your bathroom together. Despite your pact to take things slowly, Joel and you couldn't resist the occasional kiss snatched between work tasks. The weekend rolled around, and you were finally free to spend the next couple of days with your focus completely on Joel.

It was Friday night, and you were craving something sweet. You decided to bake some chocolate cookies, so you got to work in the kitchen, mixing up the dough. Armed with sugar, flour, and chocolate chips, you made a little bit of a mess, flouring sifting through your fingers. Flour and sugar painted the counter white like a fresh blanket of snow. With your classic rock playlist shuffling on your speaker, you didn’t hear Joel enter through the front door. Your back was turned to the entryway of the kitchen, you humming softly to the song that was playing. Joel crept up behind you, lowering his chin onto your shoulder and snaking his arms around your midsection. His sudden appearance sent a jolt through you, but the surprise quickly melted away as his familiar scent, a comforting blend of woodsy notes and spice, enveloped you.

“Cookies?” Joel asked, observing the messy counter and the bowl of dough in front of you.

“Maybe.” You half smiled, tilting your head to look at him.

With a finger covered in cookie dough, you dragged the sweet substance across the skin of his neck. Raising up on your tiptoes, you lowered your mouth to his neck, lapping up the sweet dough remnants. Joel exhaled softly, leaning his head back and squeezing the supple flesh of your hip. You felt your clit begin to throb at the peak of your folds, squeezing your thighs together at the heat of his touch. You were needy. As much as you loved kissing him, you wanted more; you craved a deeper intimacy with him.

You turned your body, leaning your lower back shins the counter of the island. Your lips trailed up Joel’s lawline, peppering kisses over his beard, then making your goal destination at his lips. You intertwined your hands into the soft hair at the back of his scalp, pulling him closer to you. Joel grunted into your mouth, his hips jutting against yours, craving friction. You felt his hardened erection against your lower belly, firing you up more to want to feel him closer. Joel deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth. The taste on your tongue was that of sweet vanilla and sugar, mimicking the scent of your perfume that he adored. At that moment, Joel wanted to taste all of you.

Joel grabbed your behind, lifting you up onto the cold surface of the counter of the island, beyond the messy confines of your baking endeavors. With his warm touch, Joel squeezed the smooth skin of your thighs, his hands working gently to pry them apart. The pads of his thumbs massaged gently into your inner thighs as he kissed you passionately, slowly working his way up to where you were craving him the most.

“Do you trust me?” Joel said, pulling away from your lips, his breath fanning over your mouth as he waited for your answer.

You nodded, pulling him in for another brief, but firm kiss. You reached your arms out, grabbing his hips to pull him even closer to you.

“I trust you.” You murmured, kissing him once more.

With your consent as his cue, Joel slipped his fingertips into the waistband of your lounge shorts, toying with the elastic band for a moment before pulling them down the luminous skin of your thighs. Under them was a white lace thong with a pink bow at the peak of your pubic bone. You were wearing an off the shoulder cropped t-shirt with no bra, leaving your cute belly on display for him. He ran his fingertip over the fabric of your thong, gauging your reaction as he traced it further, feeling your folds under. Your arousal was already pooling into the fabric of your thong, sending a jolt of arousal to Joel’s already painfully hard cock. Joel pushed your thong to the side, exposing the pretty flesh of your pussy, your folds shining with your milky arousal. He ran his forefinger through your vulva, collecting your juices before moving up to your clit, working a gentle circle. You exhaled shakily, gripping the edge of the counter with your hands.

“So pretty.” Joel whispered, leaning forward to kiss you, his fingers still circling your sensitive bud. You felt your legs jolting under his touch, the pleasure much more powerful than when you took matters into your own hands.

Joel pulled away from your kiss, and he lifted his free hand to snake under the fabric of your shirt, squeezing the supple flesh of your breast. He lowered his hand to the middle of your tummy, pushing you down to lay back on your elbows. He ghosted kisses over your belly, trailing down to the top of your panties. Removing his finger from your heat momentarily, Joel hooked his fingers under your thong, slowly pulling the material down your legs, then tossing them by your shorts on the floor. Your pussy was on full display for him now, Joel’s brows furrowing at the sight of you glistening for him. You watched as he lowered his face to your core, his eyes flickering up to yours as he tongue flicked out to drag up your folds. His finger followed suit, circling the skin around your opening. Joel’s tongue lapped circles around your clit, taking a moment to suck down on the mound of nerves. You moaned out as Joel sunk his middle finger into your vagina, your head falling back in pleasure. He slowly pumped his finger in and out of you, curling up to graze the bumpy flesh of your g spot. Your mouth fell open at the sensation, your eyes darting down to watch Joel go down on you.

His free left hand wound its way back up to your chest, lifting your shirt to expose your breasts to him. He moaned against your heat, the vibrations sending a shock to your clit. His hand lightly pinched your left nipple, then ghosted over to your right nipple to do the same.

“Fuck.” You exhaled as Joel squeezed your breast, his tongue moving faster against your clit. He added a second finger to your opening, the stretch shooting another wave of pleasure through your lower abdomen. You weren’t going to last much longer.

Your hand shot down to Joel’s hair, pulling at the locks at the apex of his head. Your touch spurred him on to work his fingers and tongue faster, the hair of his beard tickling the skin of your thighs. Joel could feel your walls beginning to clench down around his fingers, more milky arousal seeping from your opening, thoroughly coating his fingers down to the knuckle.

Your orgasm crept up on you slowly, then hit you all at once. Your pussy clamped down around Joel’s fingers, your legs vibrating as the white heat overcame your senses. Your vision was starry, your head tilting back in pure pleasure. Joel slowed his pace, working you down from your high. He kissed your clit, pulling away so as to not overstimulate you. Joel stood up, running his fingers along your sides and then cupped your jaw, pressing a slow kiss to your lips.

“How was that, sweetheart?” Joel asked as your head tilted back up, your vision coming back to you. Your chest heaved lightly. Your body felt weightless and relaxed, you’d never felt better after an orgasm in your life.

“Amazing.” You said breathlessly, a smile toying at your lips.

You glanced down and noticed Joel’s erection bulging out of his sweatpants, and Joel’s gaze followed yours. You reached your hand out, cupping his cock. He exhaled deeply at your touch, his hips rocking forward for more. You looked back up to his eyes, lulling your head head to the side as you ran your fingers along the outline of him.

“Can I?” You asked with no context, but Joel knew exactly what you were asking for.

“Only if you want to. Don’t feel like you have to.” Joel answered, his hand resting on your thigh and squeezing it gently.

“I want to.” You assured him, hopping off the counter, and directing him to lean back against the counter.

You dropped to your knees, your eyes being leveled with his bulge. He leaned against the counter, his knuckles white with his intense grip. You looped your fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers, pulling them down his thighs to ankles, his erection springing free. His pink tip was sensitive and leaking with precum. He was thick and veiny, and you began to question how you were going to fit all of him in your mouth. You wrapped your hand around his shaft as you ran a stripe with your tongue along a protruding vein from your hand to the ridge of his tip.

“God, baby.” He whined, watching as you took him in your mouth, your eyes locked on his. You bobbed up and down, taking as much of him in your mouth as you could, stroking the rest with your hand.

Joel’s hand dropped to your hair, lacing his fingertips through it. His hips bucked up as your mouth stimulated the sensitive ridge between his shaft and tip, staying there for a moment.

“So pretty with my cock in your mouth.” Joel groaned. You placed your free hand flat against his thigh, gaining leverage to bob your head faster. “Fuck.”

You focused your tongue on his tip, his precum salty against your tastebuds. You moaned on his length, the vibrations furthering his pleasure. Joel felt his thighs beginning to shake, his high coming down on him.

“Just like that, baby.” Joel moaned breathlessly as your hand moved quickly up and down his length. Your other hand came down to cup his balls, sending him over the edge.

Joel whined as he released hot spurts on your tongue, his seed painting the inside of your mouth white. You kept stroking him, milking every last bit of his seed into your mouth. When he was finished, you swallowed, standing up from your knees, running your hands up his sides. Joel grabbed your face in his hands, kissing your hard, the leftover taste from your arousal mixing with his spend on your tongue.

You pulled away breathlessly, your chest rising and falling after your kiss. You glanced over at the cookie dough in the bowl on the counter and laughed softly.

“We should get those cookies in the oven.” You giggled, planting a quick kiss on his lips before going to tend to your cookies. Joel patted a quick spank on your bare ass, biting his lip as he watched it jiggle underneath his touch.

He couldn’t get enough of you.

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Biohazard Code: Veronica Official Guide Book Dreamcast

All the background information available in the Japanese edition of the Biohazard Code: Veronica Official Guide Book Dreamcast version, which counted with the involvement of Capcom Production Studio 4.

Translated with DeepL.

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BIOHAZARD CODE: Veronica

Unofficial File ~Thorough examination of the story

The fifth installment in the “Biohazard” series, “Biohazard: CODE: Veronica”. It is difficult to grasp all the mysteries of the game after just one playthrough. So we will examine the various mysteries and unspoken truths in the game.

[Image] Resident Evil

A night in a closed Western-style house. The fear of being attacked by zombies in a dimly lit mansion is rumored to be the most terrifying of all the games in the series.

[Image] Resident Evil 2

Escape from a zombie-infested city. The crossover between Claire and Leon's scenarios makes for an interesting story.

[Image] Resident Evil 3: The Last Escape

Resident Evil 3: The Last Escape is the final chapter in the story of Raccoon City, which is almost the same as Resident Evil 2. The action elements have been greatly increased, and the difficulty level has also risen.

History of "Bio" Series

Four titles have been released so far: "Resident Evil", "Resident Evil 2", "Resident Evil 3: The Last Escape", and "Resident Evil: Gun Survivor". As those who have played the games know, all four are part of a larger storyline, and this one is no exception.

The main flow of the story begins with the "Resident Evil" incident at the Western-style house. The main characters are Chris and Jill, members of the special forces unit S.T.A.R.S. In this case, a biohazard occurs in the suburbs of Raccoon City, a small town in the United States. A biohazard, a biological disaster on the outskirts of Raccoon City, a small town in the U.S.A., reveals the horrifying conspiracy of Umbrella Pharmaceuticals. The mastermind behind this incident is Wesker, the captain of S.T.A.R.S. and a member of the Umbrella Corporation. However, he has also left Umbrella to run amok, resulting in the destruction of the Western-style house.

The situation seemed to be under control, but the conspiracy was going on underground in Raccoon City. Raccoon City is home to a large Umbrella Pharmaceuticals plant, and the city's top brass, from the police chief to the mayor, are puppets of the Umbrella Corporation. As a result, a biological disaster also occurs in Raccoon City. The conspiracy seems to gradually reveal itself through the escape attempts of new police officer Leon and Chris' sister Claire ("Resident Evil 2") and Jill's desperate investigation ("Resident Evil 3"), but eventually Raccoon City is destroyed by a missile fired by the U.S. military.

In CODE: Veronica, Claire, Chris, and the other survivors of the Umbrella Corporation's recent murders are now on the move to discover Umbrella's true identity and expose his evil deeds. If you haven't experienced any of the other entries in the series, we urge you to play them all to understand the epic story.

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5, May

A biohazard outbreak has occurred in a Western-style house in the Arklay Mountains on the outskirts of Raccoon City. The house belongs to one Oswell E. Spencer, a powerful man inside the Umbrella Corporation.

At this stage, the bio-disaster was only in the vicinity of the Western-style house, so Umbrella tried to control the situation by blocking information. At the same time, S.T.A.R.S. is ordered through Wesker, a member of Umbrella Corporation, to conduct a field test of the B.O.W. that has escaped. Dr. William Birkin, the developer of the T-virus and various B.O.W.s, escapes from the Western-style house and moves to an underground laboratory in Raccoon City.

23, July

The Bravo Team of the S.T.A.R.S. special forces unit is dispatched to solve a bizarre case involving a biological disaster. Shortly thereafter, however, they disappear.

24, July

S.T.A.R.S.'s Alpha team is dispatched to search for the Bravo team and solve the case, and enters the Western-style house.

The Western House Incident ends with the destruction of the facility and the annihilation of B.O.W. by S.T.A.R.S. The survivors on the S.T.A.R.S. side are Chris, Jill, Barry, Brad, and Rebecca. The traitorous Captain Wesker is missing. Umbrella has lost contact with him.

25, July

The Western-style house and the laboratory that existed in its basement were set ablaze by the explosion.

8, August

Sightings of creatures in Raccoon City that appear to be infected with the virus.

S.T.A.R.S. survivors Chris and Barry head to Europe to investigate Umbrella.

Chris and Barry, survivors of S.T.A.R.S., head to Europe to investigate Umbrella. Jill stays behind to investigate the research facility

23, September

A large amount of T-virus leaks into Raccoon City. A biological disaster spreads throughout the city. The Raccoon City Police Department is then attacked, communications equipment is destroyed, and communication with the outside world is cut off.

As the G-virus experiment progresses in the underground laboratory, waste from the laboratory leaks out. At this stage, Chris reports the existence of the G-virus to a U.S. Senator, and the U.S. military moves in. Umbrella also deploys the new B.O.W., Nemesis T (Tracker), to eliminate S.T.A.R.S., which knows the secret.

28, September

Jill begins to act.

In order to prevent the U.S. military and Umbrella from stealing his research, Dr. William injects himself with the G-virus. Dr. William, who eventually becomes B.O.W., is defeated by Leon and Claire, but the G-virus is recovered by HUNK, a member of Umbrella's special forces.

29, September

New policeman Leon and Chris' sister Claire arrive in Raccoon City.

30, September

Leon and Claire escape Raccoon City with survivor Sherry. Claire then heads to Europe.

Early October

Jill escapes from Raccoon City. However, missiles are dropped on the city, and Raccoon City disappears from the map. The missile was dropped by the U.S. government.

U.S. Intelligence contacts Leon, a survivor from Raccoon City. The purpose of this contact is unknown, but it appears that Leon is currently working under the orders of the Intelligence Directorate.

End of December

Claire, who has infiltrated Umbrella's Paris laboratory in pursuit of Chris, is captured and sent to the prison of Rockfort Island. Chris follows Claire to rescue her and infiltrates in Rockfort Island.

Rockfort Island is attacked by a mysterious organization and three biohazards occur.

Afterwards, Alfred, the ruler of Rockfort Island, escapes to the Antarctic base on his own.

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Where is Rockfort Island?

[Image] Although the Hercules differs in detail from the Hercules mentioned in the main text, its rough overall length, number of propellers, and size of the cargo hold suggest that it is quite similar in performance.

[Image] The shape of the islands is gentle. Most of the islands on the Chilean side have jagged undulations due to ancient glaciers. This also refutes the idea that the islands are located on the Chilean side.

[Image] The Falkland Islands are suitable for bringing people from Paris because the border checks are more lenient than usual only for travel between EU member countries. It's almost like going through a station gate.

The isolated island where the main character Claire is captured in the prologue and taken to. This isolated island is called Rockfort Island, and the only thing we know about it from official documents is that it is located in South America. However, is it possible to deduce more detailed information?

First of all, a clue to our deductions comes from a scene in the latter half of the game, when they travel to Antarctica. Here, Claire and Steve reach Antarctica in a transport plane with four Provera engines. The U.S. military's C-130 Hercules, which is about the same size and performance as this transport, has a range of about 4,000 km. This means that the location is likely to be within 4,000 km of the Antarctic Circle. This would narrow the search to Chile or Argentina in South America.

Are there any other clues? The catacombs where Chris first enters. Alfred's diary indicates that this was dug by the locals. This tomb is reminiscent of the catacombs of the Christians. However, this is not a clue because both Chile and Argentina have almost the same composition of people, with 90% of the population being Catholic and the rest Protestant and Jewish.

The only remaining clues are circumstantial, but let me explain one. However, there is one explanation: no matter how powerful Umbrella may be politically, there are only a limited number of places where it can conduct military-like bioweapons development outside of its home base in Europe. In other words, the location of Rockfort Island is likely to be a country that does not have the military power to interfere with some major weapons development, or a country that is already under the political influence of Europe. Let us turn our attention to Argentina. Argentina is a country that once fought against the United Kingdom over the possession of the Falkland Islands. After this defeat, there was a great upsurge of criticism of the military in Argentina, which had been a military power until then. Considering this fact, it can be inferred that Argentine territory or the Falkland Islands are the perfect place for Umbrella to be active in the dark. Furthermore, the British Falkland Islands would be the most suitable place to bring Claire directly after she was kidnapped in Paris, but that is as far as our deductions will take us. The rest is up to the players to discover the "truth" on their own.

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Basic knowledge of torture chambers — Torture Tools

This is a torture device in the basement of the prison's medical wing on Rockfort Island, made by the sadist Alfred for his own lustful use by his personal physician. When Claire examines the apparatus, she has no idea what it is used for. It is strange for a college girl to know so much about torture devices, but it is human nature to want to know what they are. So, let me give a brief explanation of these torture devices.

First of all, there is a cage suspended in the air on the left side of the room. This is a cage called a "fishing cage" or "bird cage," and is used to punish those who are exposed to the elements. Originally, these cages were used for torture in which the victims were exposed outdoors during the bitterly cold winter, but here they seem to have been used in combination with water torture. The large wheel on the right is a water wheel for water torture, in which criminals are tied on their backs, rotated, and dipped in water. In the movie "The Long Kiss Goodnight," a similar device was used. And the iron coffin-like structure in the basement. That is the famous Iron Maiden. The iron thorns are placed on the inside of the front lid, and when the lid is closed, the thorns penetrate the victim's body, but they seem to have been designed to prolong the victim's suffering without hitting the vital point. The guillotine outside is not a torture device. On the contrary, it is an execution device for euthanasia, designed to put a criminal to death in a single breath without causing him as much pain as possible. It is an execution device for euthanasia, designed to execute a criminal in a single breath, with as little pain as possible. For your information.

[Image] In the chair in the back, Alfred may have been enjoying the cruel show.

[Image] Inventor of the guillotine

Joseph Guillottein, professor of anatomy at the University of Paris. The guillotine was first actually used on April 25, 1792.

Alfred is a weapon’s geek? — Military Mania

Alfred is the ostensible head of the Ashford family with a collection of firearms and weapons. Perhaps Alfred, realizing that his own abilities were inferior to those of his sister Alexia, turned to weapons as a symbol of power, but his collection of weapons is extraordinary.

One of the most conspicuous examples is a tank in the yard of the training center that resembles a Tiger-1. He also uses a submarine-type elevator to get from the public area to the airfield. The golden Luger, the key to the door, and the model tank, the key to the hidden passageway, and other weapons.

The wardrobe must be lined with military uniforms.

[Image] The rifle he fires wildly when chasing after Claire is also quite a piece of work. However, even though it has a name, it always misses in front of him. Is this what we call a waste of treasure?

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Alfred's sick mind — Insane mind

[Image] In this scene, the personalities alternate in conversation. Alfred, the lower personality, is probably talking to Alexia (dressed as himself) in the mirror. The higher personality, Alexia, has no problem because she thinks it is natural for her to be invisible.

[Image] A room where childhood toys are carefully preserved. Childishness and cruelty are often expressed simultaneously.

[Image] Creepy dolls in a private residence. This must have been collected by the Alexian personality within Alfred. Compared to Alfred's paranoid but well-organized military collections, more anomalies can be found here and there. Another characteristic of multiple personalities is that even within the same person, distinct differences in personality emerge.

Alfred is a military maniac and a natural born freak. His deeply troubled mind can be understood by playing the game until the very end. But what were his actual tendencies?

First, and most shocking of all, he dressed up in his sister Alexia's clothes, put on makeup, and even changed his tone of voice to become her. This is a symptom of what is called multiple personalities, or more precisely, dissociative identity disorder. In the real world, especially in Japan, it is difficult to recognize it as an official symptom of mental illness, and it has often been treated as schizophrenia. The special nature of multiple personalities is that one personality knows that another personality exists, while the other personality is unaware of it. In Alfred's case, Alexia is the higher personality (self-aware) and Alfred is the lower personality (unaware) because of the scene in which he is surprised to see himself in the mirror with makeup on. This is because Alfred, who lost the object of his dependence after Alexia went to sleep for the experiment, created Alexia's personality to protect his fragile mind.

There is also a scene in which Alfred plucks the wings of a dragonfly and feeds them to ants. Psychiatrists have reported that this kind of abuse of small animals and insects is not only a sign of cruelty but also of hidden dissatisfaction with one's parents. This is a highly reliable fact, since Alfred's diary contains a disparaging description of his father, Alexander.

Alfred's abnormality can be seen in various other aspects. His love for his twin sister, Alexia, who became a perfect duplicate when she was dressed as a woman, suggests that he may have been narcissistic. However, it is important to understand that people with the above-mentioned abnormal tendencies and special tastes do not necessarily become abnormal people like Alfred. If you do not understand this, you will be subject to discrimination based on ignorance. Please be careful.

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Claire's hidden partner? — Who is DIJ?

[Image] Steve is also following Claire around quite a bit. The spelling of his name is completely different from D.I.J.

[Image] Speaking of being around Claire, let's not forget this guy who pops up from time to time. Where did you meet him?

When it comes to Claire's most dependable partner, who do you think of? Steve, the younger one. Steve, the younger guy, comes to the rescue in the best of times, but is also a bit unreliable at the most critical moments. On the other hand, his older brother, Chris, is a former Air Force Special Forces However, he is not as unreliable as Steve, who dropped his luggage on the way to infiltrate the island and had to ride into the hostile territory almost unarmed. The mysterious D.I.J. is the one who deserves our attention. His activities can be found in the file “D.I.J.'s Diary” available in the battle game. This diary was kept by a person named D.I.J. The journal is written by someone named D.I.J., and while the narrative is cool, it is a passionate record of Claire's life from an isolated island to the South Pole during this incident. However, I don't think I've ever seen anyone who looked like him while I was playing. Is he a stalker? It will be interesting to find out the identity of D.I.J., who leads an excitingly crazy life.

The biggest mystery! Who is the organization that attacked the isolated island? — Misterious HCF

[Image] Not only the abbreviation HCF, but also the yellow design is quite interesting. It looks like two leafed cabocells, but is it possible that they are related to the same pharmaceutical company as Umbrella?

The biggest and final mystery of the game is the identity of the organization that shot at Rockfort Island and sent Wesker to take Alexia. There is almost no information about this organization that we can find out during the course of the game. Let us summarize what little information we do have.

First, we know that it is an organization that is naturally hostile to Umbrella and at least to the Ashfords; and that they have the same level of technological capability as Umbrella, since they have improved the hunter to a practical level. If this organization is not related to the government, we can assume that, like Umbrella, it is a pharmaceutical/medical company and possesses the know-how to create biological weapons. Incidentally, although the name of the organization cannot be confirmed, the affiliation of Wesker, who was dispatched by the organization, can be confirmed on the status screen of the battle game. Its name is "HCF. The "F" at the end could be either "FORCE" (military) or "F" (Foundation), which would be a good name for the organization. The problem, however, is that H and C are not unique names.

It is hard to guess because it could also be a common noun. If it is a code using common nouns, it is not likely to be the name of an organization that would ring a bell, such as the Habitat Control Foundation (・・・・・・) or the Human Complement Force (・・・・・・). Unfortunately, we should leave the mystery as it is at this stage, and look forward to the next work and beyond. If we look up the abbreviation of H.C.F. in a dictionary, it means Highest Common Factor. In other words, it means the greatest common divisor.

CODE: Veronica Set Material — Rough Sketch

The last part of this section is dedicated to the "official" setting materials for CODE:Veronica. These are the original polygonal models of the various buildings, interiors, and accessories seen in the game. In fact, there were so many that we could not count them all, but we will only introduce a few of them here. We hope that these drawings will give you a sense of how elaborately the world of "CODE: Veronica" was constructed.

[Images] Various objects. The various objects in the room are drawn in great detail. Even the pattern of the upholstery on the chairs is drawn in great detail.

[Images] Prison. The prison where Claire was imprisoned. The fire extinguisher can be seen in the lower left corner, which is probably a remnant of the change in the location of the items.

[Images] Top view of the transport plane. The exterior of the transport plane, which is not seen very carefully in the movie scene. Did you notice the Umbrella markings on the tops of the wings?

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[Images] Bridge leading to the private residence. This is an exterior view of the bridge to the private residence, which is never seen during the game. You can see that it is impossible to get to the private residence without using this bridge.

[Images] Blessed Execution Chamber. A general view of the execution chamber in the medical wing. Thanks to the detailed drawing, we can see that the strangely shaped chair in the room was actually an electric chair.

[Images] Accessories. Accessories containing Alexia and Alfred's jewelry, which are only available in the game as very small polygonal models.

[Images] Full view of the bar. This is another angle that cannot be seen in the game. I really wanted to see the water tank on the ceiling in the game. I guess we will be attacked by something that breaks through the tank.

[Images] The music box and the mechanism. The mechanism of Alexia and Alfred's kissing dolls seems to have been considered as well.

[Images] Periscope. This is a submarine periscope, one of the items not used in the game. It remains to be seen whether it was intended from the beginning as a mere decoration, or whether there was some kind of event in which people looked through it and did something with it.

[Images] A panoramic view of the isolated island that is momentarily obscured by the haze in the opening movie scene. The location of the facilities are also clearly shown.

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