[RP] Advanced Portal

[Frenchfry]

As Wesker was calculating a plan to remove Cooper from the facility without raising suspicion, he noticed a familiar figure move past the door, with a large bag strapped to his back.
"Mister Irish?"
The man's head poked out from behind the door frame, immediately followed by the rest of his body. It was indeed Mister Johnathan Irish.
"'Ello Wesker. How's business?"
"Could be better. I need you to take the man in the chair over there with you on your way out."
Wesker lowered his sunglasses, eying the bag on Irish's back.
"You have the Macguffin, I presume?"
Mister Irish walked around Wesker, untying Cooper and slinging the prisoner's arm around his shoulder.
"Whaddaya mean? I'm a medic! Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta get this here casualty to a safe place 'ta operate from."
He winked at Wesker, leaving the room, the picture of a dedicated field medic.
He might not be as efficient as Thaddeus, but he certainly gets the job done.

[DarK_SouL]

I saw someone leave the room.

"Wesker knows some weird people. I dunno what he's gonna do with him, but I don't wanna."

I started fighting off Demons.

[Mr. Fox]

Two demons busted down my door only to be met by my hammer.
Thank you for that.
I left my room and went to fight off the demon incursion...

[TrainerX]

That was a good door. Too bad those demons broke it.
Trystan fought the demons. There was demon blood all over him, and all over the floor.
I just washed this shirt.

[Bing]

Flipping on the mic one last time, Zero reminded everyone to head for the medical bay.

Tossing the mic aside, he grabbed his Usp, threw on his cloaking device and started moving towards the medical bay, dispatching demons as he went.

[Frenchfry]

Wesker followed a path that he could - for the most part - be written off as a roundabout trip to the hospital. Once he was alone, however, he snuck out an emergency exit. The alarm was already going off, so it was as good an exit as any.

[TrainerX]

Trystan killed the last demon, and looked around him. There were demon heads on the ground all around him. He was covered in blood, and standing on a pile of severed limbs. The rest of the bodies were laying all over the room.
That was too easy.
No it wasn't. It took you forever.
Can't you just leave me alone for once?
No.
Trystan started walking to the medical bay after he heard Zero remind everyone to go to the medical bay.

[Frenchfry]

Within an hour, Wesker was very far away from the Savior's base. He was, in fact, fifty miles northeast, in a small undergound facility hidden under an unassuming coffee shop, looking over the items Misters Irish and Rope had obtained for him. From Mister Rope, roughly one gallon of pure black widow venom. It must have taken many break-ins to produce so much. From Mister Irish, the live bodies of a self-healing demon and one very frightened government agent. Both of his mired contractors were standing in the room across from him.
"Excellent work, gentlemen. As always, we'll be in touch.
"Always a pleasure, Wesker."
"Eh, time for me to go. It's saturday morning and I'm still not drunk."

[DarK_SouL]

I reached the Medical Bay. And started smashing through Demons killing them all. An intense scene if you ask me. Finally I had finished the last horde around me.

[Mr. Fox]

I got to the medical bay just as Eric killed the last demon.
Nice work.

[Monzta]

Two more demons gain on me. I break some glass on the wall and wear the gas helmet. I throw a deadly gas bomb, and run away. The demons cry like monkeys getting electrocuted and landing on a pit of spikes. I reach the medical bay, and meet everyone there. I take my gas mask off, and cough a little.

- Is this absolutely everyone?[/color

[DarK_SouL]

"I'm not to sure yet. I think we took care of all of them. Everyone meet at the front like usual."

[Bing]

I ran into the medical bay and saw Eric and Lance standing there. 

Nice job, but we now have to deal with the big one outside.

[Frenchfry]

Wesker was dropped off five hundred some feet from the Savior's base. They were occupied enough with the break-in where his entrance would probably go unnoticed. Most of the demons had been killed off.
He felt a twinge in his brain. The enhancements Wesker had stolen occasionally attempted to take away his sanity. Particularly gory acts tend to keep it at bay for a while. He would have to hurry; He could already feel the insanity creeping in. The urge to sing was already coming, in the form of near-inaudible mumbles.
"There are few who deny; at what I do, I am the best, for I am known for my talents far and wide. When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night, I excel without ever even trying..."
The reproducing demon was getting nearer with every step. That was a big beast. It must have a lot of blood.

[DarK_SouL]

"poop, I forgot that thing. Let's go you guys."

We ran out side and the brawl began.

I shot a flurry at his stomach, that seemed to be his weak spot.

Everybody attack there!

Wesker walked in.

"What the **** does he do..."