[RP] Advanced Portal

[DarK_SouL]

Well, if you prefer you can leave right now. Doesn't matter to me. I don't know what it could possibly be though. Anyway. Let me do a quick head count."

[Mr. Fox]

I walked up to the kid trying to be a leader.
So what is you name kid? Me, I am Lance with my good friend the AI Charlie.

[Frenchfry]

Wesker pried open the opening the robotic arm had come from, retrieving his stolen cell phones. He had roughly two hundred, but those had confidential information on them.

[DarK_SouL]

"Eric, nice to meet you two, I hope your ready for everything coming. you seem to be with a full suit of armor."

[TrainerX]

There was nothing in this room.
"For this test, you just have to say something. It can be anything at all. If you lie, you will be strangled. If you tell the truth, your head will be cut off." Two robotic arms came out of the wall, one on each side of Trystan. He thought for a while before speaking.
"My head will be cut off."
"Congratulations, you've passed. You answered right, and didn't panic."
"It wasn't that hard. If my head was cut off, then I would be telling the truth. But if it was a lie, I would be strangled. So the statement was could be a lie, or it could be true."((I hope you guys understood that)) Trystan walked through the door at the end of the room. There were some other people here. Trystan sat down, not saying anything. He became lost in thought, which happened often.

[Mr. Fox]

HAHAHA! I was trained for close quarters combat.
I started swinging my Hammer around my hand.
When I pull this thing out, stay behind me.Any thing in front of it, well dies! Carlie come say high to Eric.
Charlie formed on my shoulder.
Good to meet you. Let me give you some advice, don't listen to Lance. His advice could get you killed.
Be quiet! I have only lost 12 men under my command
Need I remind you that you disregard my recommendation to stay and wait for back up!
Listen Charlie, I could rip you out of my suit and just leave you here to rot!
Just be careful Eric.
With that Charlie's form vanished from my shoulder.
He likes you. Ah, painful memories...

[DarK_SouL]

You too Lance. And Charlie. Even though you guys don't get alot to good.

"OK, everyone is here, except a..Atznom?

[Frenchfry]

Wesker froze for a moment.
Did he say... Atznom?
Warping from his spot against the wall to mere inches in front of Eric.
"What was that name, again?"

[Mr. Fox]

Yeah, Charlie likes to remind me of the one screw up I made in my 5 year military career. See you on the battle field.
I jogged down the stairs that Eric was on top of and found a place to load up my gun, and make sure the skull on my helmet was clean and could be seen. I put 12 grenades on my suit and then snuck back into the weapon room to get the experimental grenades. I put 12 of those on my suit and left the room, but not until I had grabbed a few charge packs for my hammer. So I was ready. 24 grenades, 12 quick charges for my Hammer and enough shotty ammo to kill an entire city (over exaggeration). I sat down and fell asleep.

[DarK_SouL]

"Atznom, he is one of us. But he isn't here. Looks like we already have some Joker. Not even showing up. Well, better not judge. Maybe he had to do something, important. We'll wait a little while, but not to long, But, why? Do you know him from somewhere?

[Frenchfry]

Wesker could feel his catlike eyes pulsing underneath his pitch black sunglasses. It was him.

"Do your research on him. I guarantee you won't like what you find."
Wesker turned away, looking for a room in which he would find some privacy.

[DarK_SouL]

"Great. Well. I could check the files... Everybody wait here. Your not kids. I can trust you, but maybe not this Atznom..."
I shot a Portal at the right place in the ceiling. then one at my feet. It led to the secret files room.
I got the the PC.

[Mr. Fox]

Shouldn't we be trusting each other? We are going into a battle zone. We need to have each others back. I don't like that guy with millions of cell phones, but I don't need to see his records to know he knows how to fight. I like being a Soldier, I just take orders and never have to deal with politics...

[Frenchfry]

There was a small, square room, isolated from the group. No cameras to be seen.
Whipping out his phone, he dialed the number of one Mister Thaddeus Rope.
"Salutations, Mister Wesker. How goes the development?"
"I've got a job for you, Mr. Rope. I need venom. Black Widow venom."
"That's a rather perilous job, sir. What will you be paying with?"
"How does six hundred thousand dollars sound?"
"Glorious. I'll have it sent to your lab within the next three days."
"Excellent. Keep Mister Irish out of this one. I don't trust him enough for such a delicate procedure."
Wesker hung up and returned to the group.

[TrainerX]

Trystan stopped thinking to listen to everyone else. He tried to figure out the way they think, and their strengths and weaknesses.
The guy with the sunglasses shows no interest in anyone else, which means that he's either trying to be cool, or he doesn't care that he's here. Or why.
Then Rex spoke.
Why should we trust each other? Any of us could attack another at any second. If you don't like him, then why trust him? I don't understand the way he thinks.