THIRTY THREE ✖ VOICE
[Private to the Admiral]
[Somewhere, a ways away from the communicator, you can probably hear a reedy verse of Rolling in the Deep trying to figure out a way to catch up to Charles, who sounds extremely exasperated and frustrated, but also like he's desperately trying to be polite even though he kinda hates you, boss man, because they're everywhere and they're never going to clean them all up by themselves.]
As Mr. Stark's evidently lost control of his project, I would appreciate some assistance cleaning up his mess to make sure no one got their hands on anything they shouldn't have.
[Public, after speaking with the Admiral]
The robots have all been rounded up and disposed of. I'd like to sincerely apologize for anyone harassed by them and assure you that an appropriate punishment has been worked out.
[ooc: And thus ends the robot infestation. Anyone who adopted the little critters, with the pre-discussed exception of Perry, will find their little friends have vanished, along with any components people might have cannibalized from them.]
[Somewhere, a ways away from the communicator, you can probably hear a reedy verse of Rolling in the Deep trying to figure out a way to catch up to Charles, who sounds extremely exasperated and frustrated, but also like he's desperately trying to be polite even though he kinda hates you, boss man, because they're everywhere and they're never going to clean them all up by themselves.]
As Mr. Stark's evidently lost control of his project, I would appreciate some assistance cleaning up his mess to make sure no one got their hands on anything they shouldn't have.
[Public, after speaking with the Admiral]
The robots have all been rounded up and disposed of. I'd like to sincerely apologize for anyone harassed by them and assure you that an appropriate punishment has been worked out.
[ooc: And thus ends the robot infestation. Anyone who adopted the little critters, with the pre-discussed exception of Perry, will find their little friends have vanished, along with any components people might have cannibalized from them.]
no subject
I don't believe we've been introduced.
no subject
[Birkin pulls off his classes. Taking a cue from Wesker, he's been wearing much thicker and more difficult to see through glasses. In this case, they're almost black.
It's his eyes you see.
exposure to the G-virus has left him stronger then your typical wet-noodle scientist, but it's also left it's marks. Namely his bright red almost catlike eyes.]
...Doctor William Birkin. Confused. I feel I should say.
no subject
Professor Charles Xavier, and yes, if your warden or the wardens in charge of the facility are alright with it. What's your field of study?
no subject
...I see.
no subject
no subject
It's complex. Adapting the DNA of it, of any virus - to eventually...regrow a limb. Apply strength. Anything.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
That's what I've gathered at least. I don't particularly see why, I did everything that I did in the name of science and the Umbrella corporation however.
[He shrugs]
no subject
no subject
They're murdering bastards. I devoted a good chunk of my life to their creations. If I'm honest with myself, it destroyed my wife, my child, and my family as well as me.
But, they did do wonders. The converse side of doing wonders, as you yourself seem to have made clear with this man Mr. Stark - is that they can do horrors as well.
no subject