In 2022, a new united effort to rehabilitate and weaponize high profile threats was secretly established. Organizations from around the world make a collective push for the successful transition of the use of B.O.Ws and mutates to fight future incidents. The best of the best agents and scientists have been selected for this program in order to handle, train and utilize these biological weapons.
These subjects are being repurposed into anti-viral and anti-terrorist combatants. Agents and subjects have been moved to the undisclosed to the public, Kingfisher. This a remote island in Sweden serves as both base of operations and their new home until the experiment is either terminated or, successfully concluded.
As of November 18th, 2023, the Project went public with "ANTIVIRUS SPECIAL FORCES", via promotional footage. This unit made up of rehabbed Bioweapons, who's purpose was detailed as "defense against terror". it depicted prominent figures such as Albert Wesker, Osmund Saddler, Jake Muller and several previously unknown mutates, working alongside veteran agents such as Sheva Alomar, Leon S. Kennedy and Ethan Winters (though the last two agents' were faceless ) against several enemy Bioweapons.
What does the glorified use of Bioweapons from beloved organizations mean for the rest of the world? Do you have hope enough to stand with them, or will it only lead to more fear?
Project Antivirus is a literate, laid back and 18+, Resident Evil discord rp open to characters from the RE universe both villain and hero or civilian! This primarily sandbox RP, with a contributing over arching plot, began in 2022 after the village incident, and has now been brought into real time. This plot is loosely based on the B.S.A.A’s use of B.O.Ws for combat. We accept OCs, and crossover canons with an RE verse.
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HAIIII I'm. I'm looking for a roleplay partner... * Glances to the side, fiddles with fingers nervously, dramatic gulp * /silly
So uhhhm here's an intro to me and to what I am looking for !!!!!!!!!!!!1!11!
My name is Tommy/Jack
I use she/pup pronouns
I am a minor (15-17) so NO WEIRD STUFF !!! RAHH !!!!!!!!!
I have a lot of ocs that I use for oc x canon, more on that later-
I am aroaceflux pansexual
I LOvE SILLY KITTIES !!/!!1!!1!!//!!?!!
Okay ermm rp info ;3
This may sound a bit CRINGE but I'm looking for an oc x canon rp kinda sitiation 🤠
The fandoms I am in and the characters I am looking for
- Resident Evil (Albert Wesker (THAT IS MY MAIN ONE I WOULD LIKE TO SEE HIM MORE THAN OTHERS☝️☝️☝️), Karl Heisenberg, Ethan Winters, Leon Kennedy)
- Red Dead Redemption 2 (Arthur Morgan, John Marston, Dutch Van Der Linde)
- Detroit Become Human (Connor, Nines, Gavin, Hank)
- Dead by Daylight (Trickster, Executioner, Ghostface, Mastermind (ofc), Singularity (dont.... dont ask....))
- Slashers (Michael Myers, Brahms Heelshire, Billy Lenz, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Ghostface)
- GTA V (Trevor Philips, Michael de Santa)
- Saw (Mark Hoffman)
- Regretevator (Mach, Pest, BIVE :333:3:3:3)
PLS DM MY MAIN ACCOUNT @fastfoodmascot TYSVM<33333
(Pls know i dont accept 1 liners)
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OOC Quotes from the RP :3
We've hardly started but we already have some good ones sooo :P
Also seperated by groups because they have their own things going on... for now :}
(read more under the cut because this is lonnnngg)
WEBTRIO
That damned name, who was squealing like a pig out in the hall?
Why, he hasn't felt this alive since 78'!
Betrayal has never felt so good.
He had been the most powerful man alive for a day, and died in the same 24 hours.
He hissed out the name, his apparently devilish eyes staring daggers into Ethan's e/c orbs.. get his ass.
‘Who the hell are these people?’ He wondered but he quickly found out that it would have to be answered another time because he was being shot at by one of them.
This dangerous and deranged scientist just finished making a deadly virus and yet he wasn't smart enough to think of not hitting the wall and hurting himself.
Was he seeing things? Had he finally hit his breaking point?
Was that Albert Fucking Wesker?
“Now look at what you've done! Those heels cost me $2000 and you've ruined them”
"Welcome to what has become Hell then, you mongrel.." Wesker ruthlessly tossed him towards Leon, aiming to add insult to injury to the campy moron.
He clutched onto the case again and was cut off by the fucking door being flung forward and crushed under the boots of the man he swore had died just a few months ago.
Why The Fuck Was Wesker Here? Why Does That Man Know My Daughter? What The Fuck Was Going On?
She gestured to the pathetic homoerotic display before her, significantly unbothered compared to everyone else in the room.
Oh fuck, was he going to die? This felt worse than when he was surrounded by those guards.
‘So I'm seeing a ghost and a man who might as well be one’
He swiftly removed his glasses, staring with an unsure feeling. He was talking to Birkin! A shame it was under these circumstances.
However, he was no longer that naive sixteen year old trying to impress and be like that shaded man who was so admirable. He was now a grown ass man with a family and proof of his life's work in his arms, having no need for such useless feelings.
His expression quickly drops and he looks bitter again, like he just ate a lemon.
"Albert obviously needs his serum.. You boys try not to kill each other while I'm gone”
This darkness, this curse, was a blessing as well. He had to ensure Birkin would know, he.. should show Birkin outright. Uroboros writhed beneath, attempting a worthy plea to enter into the other scientist. Maybe it was due to the connection he had with him that the virus just.. wanted that untouched flesh.
“But I can't be surprised that looking into your eyes tells me you want it again.”
Birkin felt uncomfortable as Excella walked away. The fuck did he do to deserve that kind of attitude?
“You.. certainly have an interesting taste in partners, Al.”
“You know me best. You know this is.." Hungry eyes. "Not as personal as you think it is." His mouth flattened, and he leaned extra close. "It's what it needs. It's prosperity. Thriving in a target-rich environment. But only you're here.”
He could feel the desire warding off of Albert, moreso Albert's illness.
“Fuck, he was about to torn apart, wasn't he?
Birkin choked out in surprise, feeling the tendrils constrict around his body.
Jesus fuck, he just had to fall at the worse times. He stumbled and slammed into the wall on accident like a fucking idiot, falling onto his knees.
Broken heels, broken nails, ruined makeup, glass cuts, today was certainly not Excella's day!
Oh no, not again. Doctor, you've truly outdone yourself. As in really, you didn't have to break my heart again like that.
BLONDUO
Unaware of the almost miraculous transport, he called out the man's name in a tone betraying his confusion and anger. He ended up yelling at an office plant in the hallway.
Leon readied himself, looking the monster dead into the large beady eye it held. "Let's go, amigo."
Or he had to have landed in the reception room of heaven or- wherever the fuck you go when you die…
"This is hell," he thought, "Chris shot me and I'm in hell."
Was that mascara in her eye? Well, that wasn't the worst out of everyone's predicaments.
He really should have gone to that shitty Southern Californian Methodist church with his grandparents more if this is what hell was like.
He felt a little bad for knocking over that plant, but he really couldn't go and fix it now.
He paused, trying to make sure he wasn't hallucinating or something, since logically if he was dead Leon fucking Kennedy should not be here.
Even more difficult now that the strange, ragdoll-like man had been thrown at him like some sort of wet biscuit, if Leon had any doubts about his ribs being fractured then, he was damn sure now that they were truly broken with the impact of the grown man being thrown against him.
what a shame that the famed Leon S. Kennedy was now muttering incoherencies and groans while gripping the other man's chest
"How... How the fuck do you know my name- who... Fuck it... Just. Help me. I have too many goddamn questions I'm being, stuffed a goddamn philosopher's buffet..."
"DON'T FUCKING LEAVE ME- BASTAAAAARD-"
How could he even consider being able to go against Leon Fucking Kennedy. The man was in the police force for gods sake, he took down bioweapons on his own.
"Luis, goddamnit if you were here- if this is Hell you would be here you cheeky asshole..”
"Me? Younger? Hah- that's a compliment... Ashely said It looked like I was aging a shit ton while we were together..."
"Whoah there cowboy... Who's Evelyn? Mold? Hell you talking about? Las Plagas is a parasite. Probably created by the fucker who threw you onto me, and as you can see, it's taking over my goddamn body."
“Damn I was shocked when I learned that zombies were a damn thing, but time travel? This is a whole new ballgame..."
"Let's at least try and make peace, for a little bit... We ain't science guys, we need the big brains to help."
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