Doltan looked through the rack of weapons, looking for a specific serial number. The thing about a twelve digit serial number, they all start to blend together after a few dozen guns.

"Why do we even have this many rifles? Are there even this many people working here?", he shouted. His answer was yes, over eight hundred people were employed in Umbrella France.

The greatest achievement of Umbrella France had to have been the Nemesis project, and a single Nemesis Tyrant remained. One tried to escape, and had to be sterilized. Another was killed by a S.T.A.R.S. member, and the third was killed by an Air Force Captain by the name of Jackson.

Two scientists broke into the records room and looked through sensitive case files relating to the bombing of a U.S. city by the U.S. military. Not Raccoon city, another anonymous city located somewhere near the Arizona desert.

"Pest, is this what you're looking for?", a security officer asked, holding up a modified Mosin Nagant. "I was told you wanted it, so I took it off the rack for you."

Doltan, or better known as Pest, was the Head of Research at Umbrella France. He saw to it that the inhumane experiments were completely as inhumanely as possible, and that there were no leaks. The two rogue scientists were about to create the biggest leak since Raccoon City, or that Desert City.

Pest loaded his gun, tossed it on his shoulder, and set towards the exit mumbling obscenities about the officer. He passed scientists conversing on biomedical procedures, tanks of animals in cryostasis, the last Nemesis Tyrant, an owl in a wire cage, a Behemoose, a humanoid feline creature, and other animals in tanks.

Pest stopped. "Feed the owl to the cat then incinerate the cat." Then he continued towards the exit. There was hunting to do, and the best kind of it. Human.

.....

You included the behemoose, Trigger & me?

yes. yes he did. and your getting incinerated. :o

*Fires his laser, vaporizing the cat, behemoose, and security officer*

Boss battle, start!

:Hp4:

Mosin Nagant was my favorite gun in CoD: World at War.

Just thought I'd point that out.

I have the intro for the rp all planned out, but that's it. Jen said that if I posted a part, it might help me write more.

It didn't.

Bahahaha! Victory is mine!

No it isn't. You get eaten. Then incinerated.

this looks interesting.

What fragments Pest has are interesting.

)=<

What?

P.S. The first page or so is badass. Pest and I start a conversation, and he has a bunch of --Meanwhile-- tags. Literally, it's like:

The man kicks in the door, and Kalia goes in first, her handgun at the ready. Someone was taking a shower. Slowly she inched towards the bathroom. It opens when she gets close, and she almost shoots the person who comes out of it.

"What are you doing here?", Officer Kalia asks, lowering her weapon.

"I..live here?", Pest lied, pulling his towel a little tighter. "Why are you here?"

--Meanwhile--

Matt stopped spraying. He could have swore he heard something....moan.

"Guys? Did you check the bathroom yet?", Matt shouted, hearing something shuffling in the living room now.

Tom shouted back, "I'll check the bathroom."

Matt moved towards the living room, his anti-toxin spray his only means of defense. A dull crunching could be heard, and the sight of what was there caused Matt to vomit in his hazmat suit.

A bellhop was ripping chunks out of one of the cleanup agents. Matt and the creature locked eyes, and it lifted itself up and lunged at him. The most Matt could do was spray it in the face to no effect. It tackled him, but Matt knew the way to defend himself. Hold up the head, don't get bit, call for help.

Matt heard a gunshot in the bathroom, and suddenly wished that he hadn't turned off his radio.