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NOTE: This rp is the very incarnation of FICTION. This rp is not meant in anyway to portray the future or the nature of any real life characters. Any similarities are purely coincidental.

OOC thread (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=506105)

6 years have passed since Los Plagas threatened the world… Now a new force has arisen, SANCTIFY has become the first ever independent biological weapon manufacturing business and has even attracted the attention of the White House. The president is now organizing some agents to inspect into the intentions of SANCTIFY and hopes that it will be able to discover what lurks beneath SANCTIFY’s secret production line.

1998: Raccoon City is destroyed
2004: Resident Evil 4 takes place
November-2008: John McCain is elected as President of the United States.
October-2008: Terrorist activity spikes in Iraq after a relative calm
January-2009: Iraq becomes a true quagmire. All troops are moved to Baghdad for final defense.
June-2009: Congress finally pushes President McCain into an immediate withdraw of soldiers from Iraq. General George Casey is fired for his in-ability to bring peace to Iraq after so many failures.
August-2009: Former general George Casey creates SANCTIFY, the first independent biological weapon manufacturing company in America.
November-2009: John McCain gains the employment of secret agents to view the activities of the new SANCTIFY
January-2010: Begin rp


Agents:
Osteia
Liberated New Ireland
Side Characters:
Kulkovia
Breitenburg
Ostroeuropa


IC:
Secret area

Juba was in a secret place that no army forces had found in the war in the Middle East. In this place, Juba was meeting with the most wanted terrorist in history, Osama bin-Laden. No one had found Osama during the war, he was aging but still the most influential figure of all terrorists. Juba knelt before Osama and Osama began their meeting saying, “Greetings Juba, you have done well since the fall of Iraq. Now I require your expertise in a new mission.”
“What do you require of me my lord?”
“I need you to go into America. There you will enter the city of New York. Now that we have proven our dominance over the American’s in Iraq, it is time to begin another attack. Their new business is at a place called SANCTIFY, and we must destroy it if we are to ”
“I see. I shall do as you say great one. I shall go to New York and destroy SANCTIFY for the sake of our cause.”
“And if you are captured?”
“…Then I must take my life any way I must.”
“That is correct Juba… We have managed to give you some identification papers to enter America. You will carry out your mission and come back only if it is possible. Good luck Juba… And may God be with you.” Juba took the identification papers from the guard on the left side of bin-Laden and left saying, “And with you as well my lord.”

Washington D.C.

President John McCain was now searching through his reports. Too little information on SANCTIFY was being given. He knew there was something the former general George Casey Jr. was not telling and would not say. The president was putting off the idea for a long while thinking that there was nothing to worry about SANCTIFY, but decided it was now too secretive since not even the information required to be given under the PATRIOT act was calming his nerves about the new corporation. He made the decision and wrote out a letter to several secret agents about meeting him at the White House.

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To agents receiving this letter,

It is with the utmost importance that you meet in Washington A.S.A.P., there is an important meeting that is needed for you to attend to that has been ordered by the President. Please meet outside the White House and prepare for the meeting.

From the White House

Hidden Basement Area
10:45 P.M.

The SANCTIFY building was shut down for the night, but no one knew what was really going on at the moment. CEO George Casey Jr. was now in the basement of the building and was about to view the secret project no one outside was meant to see. It was mostly a dark room with a giant window that kept strange creatures behind it. George asked, "Have the speciemens proven to be compatable?"

A scientist told him, "Yes sir. The products have worked perfectly and have shown that the process is more than compatable with the human hosts."

"Very good. Now after all this time, my plans can be put into effect." George got out a cell phone and contacted his agents at the New York water supply. "Attention. The product has been proven effective. You will now begin Operation Army Build."

"Understood sir. Beginning now." It would take a few hours, but the city that never slept was now about to view true terror.

Outside the building
7:45 A.M.

Juba had at long last gained work at the SANCTIFY building as a janitor to be able to search the building. But that job was to never be lived....
The moment he stepped into the building, he saw something not there yesterday. He looked up and saw an employee on the roof. Juba asked the man, "Excuse me... Sir, How and what are you doing up there?"...

The employee only answered with, "Hunnnnn... Rrrraaaagghhh!!!!" and jumped down in front of Juba. The employee would have looked normal if it were not for his face (http://www.lavarious.com/zombie_face.jpg). Juba stepped away in fear and got out his sniper rifle. He didn't plan to use it today, but now he was given an exception. He fired at the strange person's head and ran out the door. He looked around and saw people of New York running about the city and a hoard of the strange people behind them.

Juba stood in awe and asked himself, "By God.... What place have I entered?"...

OOC: Is this the point it should be at right now?

In the city...
A black Lincoln streaked through down one of the roads, side slipping to avoid various obstacles: rubble, crashed cars, people. It was dark out, even darker than the city night usually was. Many of the streetlights that washed the streets with light were out, and all the driver of the Town Car had to see with was her headlights.
Inside the smoked windows of the sedan sat a pair of government agents: in the driver's seat was Leah Walsh. A stubby shotgun lay across her lap, and she split her attention between loading it and driving the car.
"Just a few more blocks 'til we get to SANCTIFY," she muttered.
She braked hard for a corner, and looked at the streetcorner during the turn. There were dark shapes, stumbling towards the car, arms outstretched and grasping.
"What the fuck is wrong with this city?" Leah wondered as she straightened the car and sped up again.

OOC: That good, or did I take too many liberties?

In the city...
A black Lincoln streaked through down one of the roads, side slipping to avoid various obstacles: rubble, crashed cars, people. It was dark out, even darker than the city night usually was. Many of the streetlights that washed the streets with light were out, and all the driver of the Town Car had to see with was her headlights.
Inside the smoked windows of the sedan sat a pair of government agents: in the driver's seat was Leah Walsh. A stubby shotgun lay across her lap, and she split her attention between loading it and driving the car.
"Just a few more blocks 'til we get to SANCTIFY," she muttered.
She braked hard for a corner, and looked at the streetcorner during the turn. There were dark shapes, stumbling towards the car, arms outstretched and grasping.
"What the fuck is wrong with this city?" Leah wondered as she straightened the car and sped up again.

OOC: That good, or did I take too many liberties?

OOC: This will be good. Just to let you know though, this is taking place in the morning.

OOC: This will be good. Just to let you know though, this is taking place in the morning. And just one question: Are the agents NPC's or Osteia and someone else? If NPC's, it will add to the feel if they are killed somehow. It would be Osteia's choice though if he should die.

OOC: The agents are me and Osteia...

OOC: The agents are me and Osteia...

OOC: Okay. I get it.

The basement room was dark, as i approach mr casey i see the video cam footage of the city in chaos.
"Sir, we should really move to a safer place. and i doubt the president wont know who started this."
Casey nods absent mindedly, fixated on the cameras.
I load my weapons and put on my kevlar vest and shades, waiting for an order.
I sit down in a chair, with my gun on my lap facing the door. Just waiting.

OOC: any good?

The basement room was dark, as i approach mr casey i see the video cam footage of the city in chaos.
"Sir, we should really move to a safer place. and i doubt the president wont know who started this."
Casey nods absent mindedly, fixated on the cameras.
I load my weapons and put on my kevlar vest and shades, waiting for an order.
I sit down in a chair, with my gun on my lap facing the door. Just waiting.

OOC: any good?

OOC: Yep, that's pretty good, though you might want to work a bit on your typing.

IC: "It is time Mr. Wolfe. Make sure the last of the Product makes it into the city systems, don't let anyone prevent one drop from being lost. This entire city must recieve the Product if our plans are to work. If anyone enters, you know what to do..."

George Casey was about to leave by a secret elevator to another location, though he had the only knowledge of how it was to be operated. He turned again to Johnathan Wolfe, "Once the last of the Product has made it into the city systems, arrive at the Point of Operations." And left the room.

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Juba was up against more of the strange creatures as he ran down about one block trying to avoid them. He shot his rifle four more times, hopefully killing the four other creatures he shot. He ran down an alley not to far from the SANCTIFY building and began to reload his gun. "Only 35 rounds left... I should have come to this city better prepared..." ...

OOC: Ostroeuropa, your character will know where the "Point of Operations" is.

I hear the order and dont move while its being stated.
I check my weapons a last time and exit the room, heading toward the water plant.
(OOC ignore the next part if you dont like it)
I order my two comrades Srg. Korski and Srg. Mutley to follow.

Ooc: Bump

OOC: ... Do you guys plan on killing this thread without it even starting?

OOC: Osteia never showed up. Can't really do this without him...

OOC: i dont want this thread to die!!!! rawr. how about we get a replacement.,