Chris
(#80473590)
"Your mistake. It's over, Wesker!"
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Water.
Male Obelisk
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
14.45 m
Wingspan
17.69 m
Weight
7197.78 kg
Genetics
Beige
Boulder
Boulder
Soil
Noxtide
Noxtide
Mist
Firefly
Firefly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Obelisk
Max Level
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
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 CHARACTER: Chris Redfield PRONOUNS: He/Him SOURCE MATERIAL: Original | Licensed Source: Resident Evil . .   |
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LORE: . Chris Redfield was a part of the United States Air Force, but frequently argued with his superiors, which eventually led him to leave the Air Force early. He was eventually approached by his good friend Barry Burton, who convinced him to join the Special Tactics and Rescue Service, a special forces unit of Raccoon City. In the summer of 1998, Raccoon City was plagued by a series of cannibalistic murders. With nothing explaining these occurences, the Raccoon Police Department sent S.T.A.R.S. Bravo Team to the Arklay Mountains to investigate. When Bravo Team went missing, Redfield and the Alpha Team went into the mountains themselves to search for the missing team and continue their investigation. In the woods, they found the crashed helicopter of Bravo Team with the mutilated corpse of their pilot. A pack of seemingly rabid dogs chased Alpha Team, who lost one member, and were run into a strange nearby mansion where strange monsters ran rampant. . 
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 . iktr; 3 . . finished | 02/09/22 bought | 100g | 30/08/22 boulder | arlo | 31/08/22 noxtide | 163kt | 02/09/22 firefly | 200g | 01/09/22 obelisk breed change | 360kt | 31/08/22 vial of brilliant sight | galore | 30/08/22 teardrop lapis lazuli earrings | 3g | 02/09/22 windwalker's arctic bags | 3g | 02/09/22 black aviator satchel | 125g | 02/09/22 viridian scale cuirass | 15kt | 02/09/22 bloody wing bandages | 10g | 02/09/22 gloomy highnoon vest | 7g | 02/09/22 black aviator gloves | 120kt | 02/09/22 forest rogue gloves | 3g | 02/09/22 bandolier | vault | 30/08/22 tarnished steel boots | 15kt | 02/09/22 dustrunner's arctic pants | 20g | 02/09/22 bloody tail bandage | 8g | 02/09/22 scene: foundry battle | 65g | 31/08/22 lvl 1-17 | 03/09/22 14:40 - 16:00 lvl 17 - 25 | 04/09/22 20:30 - 23:32 total time | 4h 22m |
hrgh you can have a little fanfiction, as a treat.
if no ones gonna write their reunion in dbd then i'll do it myself dammit
hopefully did them at least a lil justice as i'm still pretty new to re
tmw your excaptain shows up the in the hellish realm youve been trapped in, and you cant kill him with the help of a volcano and rocket to the face this time
His only thought as he started to burn away to his trial was that something bad was going to happen.
Chris hated that he was right.
It'd started when the last groups brought back several new survivors from their trials. This was a fairly common occurrence, whenever the Entity would get bored of the current selection it'd just toss some fresh meat and a new hunter into the mix. That alone didn't worry Chris, no. What had Chris worried the most was the familiar faces amongst his newest allies, and the implications that came along with their arrival.
They'd realized a while back that there seemed to be a pattern with how the Entity chose it's newest playthings. More often than not, it'd choose one or two survivors, sometimes more, and a killer to go with them a few trials later. There have been exceptions, sometimes a survivor popping up and no new killer added to the roster, or vice versa. But there was also the trend of certain groups being linked in a way. Usually some sort of connection between the survivor/s and the killer. It'd happened with Chris and his group when he'd been taken to the realm, having arrived with the Tyrant abomination 'Nemesis' that Jill had encountered and dealt with years back.
And the arrival of this new group, the familiar faces of Rebecca and Sheva alongside Jill and Leon's friends, meant that something else from their past had most likely been dragged along with them. Chris could only guess what creature it could be, trying to think of the different monsters he'd encountered if only so they could be prepared. His mind drifted from adversary to adversary, one name in particular coming to mind that Chris quickly pushed aside. Not him. Please, anyone but him.
He was pulled from his thoughts by the familiar burning of his limbs as the fog began to consume him, transporting him to a trial. He looked around to see who else would be joining him, but was unable to figure out who his teammates were before he was consumed by the fog.
He instinctively knew that something was wrong as the trial started, when he stood in the remains of his old workplace. Sure, he'd been in several trials that took place in the mockery that was the RPD building, but he'd always spawned in the main hall, or the library, or anywhere else but here. Never the old S.T.A.R.S. office, where he was now, staring directly at the blinds of his ex-captains office.
That can't be a good sign. He thinks before quickly looking around to get his bearings, sneaking off to find a generator. Once he finds the nearest one he quickly gets started, staying vigilant and keeping an eye on his surroundings while he works.
He pauses as his heartbeat starts to grow louder, stopping his work on the gen and looking around. A useful if somewhat annoying feature of the trials that gave the survivors a warning when the killer was nearby. As it began to get louder and louder, quickening with the killers impending arrival, Chris quickly maneuvered out of the room and into one of the halls.
His heartbeat only grew louder and louder, and he barely had any time to think, let alone dodge, when he was suddenly grabbed and slammed into a wall. Pain shot through his body as he was held there in an all too familiar grip, and his blood burned with an anger and hurt so old when that oh so familiar voice spoke.
"Long time no see, Chris."
". . . Wesker."
He all but snarls, glaring at the shade-wearing figure of his ex-captain and archnemesis.
hopefully did them at least a lil justice as i'm still pretty new to re
tmw your ex
His only thought as he started to burn away to his trial was that something bad was going to happen.
Chris hated that he was right.
It'd started when the last groups brought back several new survivors from their trials. This was a fairly common occurrence, whenever the Entity would get bored of the current selection it'd just toss some fresh meat and a new hunter into the mix. That alone didn't worry Chris, no. What had Chris worried the most was the familiar faces amongst his newest allies, and the implications that came along with their arrival.
They'd realized a while back that there seemed to be a pattern with how the Entity chose it's newest playthings. More often than not, it'd choose one or two survivors, sometimes more, and a killer to go with them a few trials later. There have been exceptions, sometimes a survivor popping up and no new killer added to the roster, or vice versa. But there was also the trend of certain groups being linked in a way. Usually some sort of connection between the survivor/s and the killer. It'd happened with Chris and his group when he'd been taken to the realm, having arrived with the Tyrant abomination 'Nemesis' that Jill had encountered and dealt with years back.
And the arrival of this new group, the familiar faces of Rebecca and Sheva alongside Jill and Leon's friends, meant that something else from their past had most likely been dragged along with them. Chris could only guess what creature it could be, trying to think of the different monsters he'd encountered if only so they could be prepared. His mind drifted from adversary to adversary, one name in particular coming to mind that Chris quickly pushed aside. Not him. Please, anyone but him.
He was pulled from his thoughts by the familiar burning of his limbs as the fog began to consume him, transporting him to a trial. He looked around to see who else would be joining him, but was unable to figure out who his teammates were before he was consumed by the fog.
He instinctively knew that something was wrong as the trial started, when he stood in the remains of his old workplace. Sure, he'd been in several trials that took place in the mockery that was the RPD building, but he'd always spawned in the main hall, or the library, or anywhere else but here. Never the old S.T.A.R.S. office, where he was now, staring directly at the blinds of his ex-captains office.
That can't be a good sign. He thinks before quickly looking around to get his bearings, sneaking off to find a generator. Once he finds the nearest one he quickly gets started, staying vigilant and keeping an eye on his surroundings while he works.
He pauses as his heartbeat starts to grow louder, stopping his work on the gen and looking around. A useful if somewhat annoying feature of the trials that gave the survivors a warning when the killer was nearby. As it began to get louder and louder, quickening with the killers impending arrival, Chris quickly maneuvered out of the room and into one of the halls.
His heartbeat only grew louder and louder, and he barely had any time to think, let alone dodge, when he was suddenly grabbed and slammed into a wall. Pain shot through his body as he was held there in an all too familiar grip, and his blood burned with an anger and hurt so old when that oh so familiar voice spoke.
"Long time no see, Chris."
". . . Wesker."
He all but snarls, glaring at the shade-wearing figure of his ex-captain and archnemesis.
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