Day Four -- Humans win IT IS NOW NIGHT ONE, NO POSTING.
stood in the large room of the United Nations Security Council, standing against the wall looking around the room. Fifteen other people filled the room, no-one talking – everyone looked as confused as the next. Mantrid
had been called in here by the United States; he was a secret agent – one of the best ones in the United States. So who were all of these others?
“Gentlemen” said an old man who just walked in the room. “Welcome to the United Nations.”
Several people nodded at this statement, still not knowing why they had been called here. The man seemed to understand this, as he addressed this next. “My name is Greg Young, and we have an international problem on our hands. Are you familiar with the incident that happened in 1998 near Racoon City?”
Most of the group nodded, the events of the T-Virus crisis was well known throughout most of the world by now. im lost
however stared blankly, this news in Djibouti obviously hadn’t reached him yet. Greg sighed at having to explain the story, “Alright, back in 1998 there was an accident in a research facility near Raccoon City. The corporation known as Umbrella was experimenting with something known as the Tyrant Virus. This caused deceased humans and other creatures to have some sort of activity in their bodies. They were known as zombies.” im lost
looked very lost at this statement. Greg continued – “Eventually they infested the entire Racoon City with this virus, the United States had no choice but to destroy the entire city and everyone within it. Umbrella of course was forced into bankruptcy as the United Nations cut off their funding.”
“I’m surprised the government didn’t cover this all up.” Said Swiftspear
“The media was surprisingly quick reporting this.” Greg said.
He looked around the room where everyone was watching him now. Interested in what the UN had in mind. “You may be wondering what you have been brought here for, now what does everyone here have in common?”
“Who knows, no-one said anything before you arrived.” Isamil
“We all work for the government, I imagine most of us work for our secret societies? If not some other high level agency?” Condizzle
“Correct, fifteen of you are amongst the top agents your countries have to offer.” Greg stated.
Everyone looked confused at this, there were sixteen of them. “We asked your countries to send us their best, they did. Fifteen of you are highly trained agents, Djibouti sent us their best police officer.” im lost
gave an appreciative smile and a small wave at these words.
“Now, let’s get down to business.” Greg said with a stern face.
“As mentioned before, the Umbrella corporation was disbanded after the incident. This is what we believed. A couple of nights ago a local police station in northern Ontario received a phone call from an elderly couple who were visiting their cottage. They claimed that there were things
roaming around outside. They described them to the police as hideous and like nothing they had ever seen before. The conversation was interrupted by screaming, the phone was dropped and the residents of the cottage were terrorized. Everything soon went silent, and the line was dead. When police investigated the scene, the couple’s bodies were found. Body parts had been torn out, like they had been eaten. They recognized the bodies to be attacked in the same way past Umbrella related victims had been attacked. They immediately contacted the United Nations.”
Finishing his story, there was a short pause before Comprox
spoke. “So… what happened, why are there still zombie’s and things around? And why in Canada?”
“Our theory is that a number of die-hard Umbrella fans or past employees managed to escape from Raccoon City area, and using International Law’s deportation rules as a protection, escaped into Canada to continue their research. Their motivations are unknown, and this is a matter of International security. We have prepared a helicopter to take the sixteen of you into northern Ontario to the location where we believe they are operating. You will leave first thing tomorrow morning. You have a long day ahead of you, I suggest you get some sleep.”
Alright, this is how our Resident Evil themed story begins. I will now be assigning the roles to all of the players; expect a PM shortly with further instructions. I will remind everyone that roles are completely randomly generated.
In case you’re wondering if someone who played in the last game and had a special role can have a different special role again this game, or the same one, the short answer is – yes.
Upon your PM’s I will need one back from the Seer, Guardian, and Wolves. If you have any questions feel free to contact me in the IRC channel which will now be locked (the password will be included in your PM). No showing any other player any information between yourself and me.
Lastly, the IRC is going to be slightly different this game. When you die you will not lose voice in the channel. You will be allowed to continue speaking as long as you do not discuss the game at all. You will still be subject to the penalties of cheating if you do.
Good luck and have fun!