Post by Umbrella Co Wesker on Sept 16, 2014 20:45:26 GMT -5
" It really is quite exquisite how eager the Chinese are willing to part with such illegal and controversial technology to a few strangers with large sums of money." Wesker said with a smirk as he motioned for his guards to set 5 large steel briefcases on a table, unlatching them, and then stepping away from the table. To Wesker's left, stood a woman clad in mostly black and red vinyl, in one had she was erotically sucking on a lollipop, her other hand held a chain. That chain lead to a collar that was still wrapped around a younger looking girl who was clad completely in black. To his right, a man shrouded in darkness, wearing a long black tench coat, a man only known as Draven. Slightly behind Draven, was a woman that looked like a living doll, dressed in a mixture of Victorian and Lolita garb. Nontheless, a quite disturbing group of individuals.
There were various other individuals that had accompanied Wesker on this little rendezvous, nearly none of which, were Sinister's hundreth cloned puppets of the original Marauders. With Sinister disposed, Wesker saw no point in cloning the trash that Sinister had kept facilitating. Instead, Wesker would collect a who's who of evil characters, he did not worry about allegiances or factions, only what was necessary to carry out what needed to be done.
There was a small hum as a few forklift vehicles droned forward, carrying very large crates that were unmarked. With them, came several middle aged Chinese gentleman, in very expensive suits and smoking cigars. Around them were at least a dozen or more individuals in less expensive suits, decently armed and prepared in case any business deals went awry. But Wesker, showed not an ounce of concern as he stepped forward. " Shall we?" He smirked as he pointed the Chinese gentleman to the suitcases on the table. The Chinese leader motioned some of him men to inspect the briefcases. The 1st four briefcases opened up perfectly unveiling large stacks of currency. But as the fifth briefcase was opened, a timer started clicking, as there was no currency, just two large vials filled with black and green liquid, that quickly began mixing. " What the hell is this?!?" The Chinese leader screamed as his guards pulled out several weapons as they backed away slightly.
Mia began to smirk with glee as she started to almost bounce up and down as the timer hit zero and a giant bang flag popped up from the suitcase. " Teeheeheeheehee." Mia cackled as she could see the fear on the face of everyone. It was then that Wesker and his crew pulled out Hazmat gasmasks and slid them over their heads as the containers popped letting out a very toxic gas that quickly started to drop the Chinese gentleman to the floor. The gas when inhaled, started to eat everything it could, from the inside out, eventually leaving no trace.
As the gas began to dissipate, Wesker slid off his mask and clasped his hands together. " Excellent, now shall we really get to work." He said as he walked over to the massive crates. " Now this is how to run a convincing bluff, sometimes you have to be holding all the right cards." Wesker slid his shades down , marveling at his knowledge of what was in those crates.
There were various other individuals that had accompanied Wesker on this little rendezvous, nearly none of which, were Sinister's hundreth cloned puppets of the original Marauders. With Sinister disposed, Wesker saw no point in cloning the trash that Sinister had kept facilitating. Instead, Wesker would collect a who's who of evil characters, he did not worry about allegiances or factions, only what was necessary to carry out what needed to be done.
There was a small hum as a few forklift vehicles droned forward, carrying very large crates that were unmarked. With them, came several middle aged Chinese gentleman, in very expensive suits and smoking cigars. Around them were at least a dozen or more individuals in less expensive suits, decently armed and prepared in case any business deals went awry. But Wesker, showed not an ounce of concern as he stepped forward. " Shall we?" He smirked as he pointed the Chinese gentleman to the suitcases on the table. The Chinese leader motioned some of him men to inspect the briefcases. The 1st four briefcases opened up perfectly unveiling large stacks of currency. But as the fifth briefcase was opened, a timer started clicking, as there was no currency, just two large vials filled with black and green liquid, that quickly began mixing. " What the hell is this?!?" The Chinese leader screamed as his guards pulled out several weapons as they backed away slightly.
Mia began to smirk with glee as she started to almost bounce up and down as the timer hit zero and a giant bang flag popped up from the suitcase. " Teeheeheeheehee." Mia cackled as she could see the fear on the face of everyone. It was then that Wesker and his crew pulled out Hazmat gasmasks and slid them over their heads as the containers popped letting out a very toxic gas that quickly started to drop the Chinese gentleman to the floor. The gas when inhaled, started to eat everything it could, from the inside out, eventually leaving no trace.
As the gas began to dissipate, Wesker slid off his mask and clasped his hands together. " Excellent, now shall we really get to work." He said as he walked over to the massive crates. " Now this is how to run a convincing bluff, sometimes you have to be holding all the right cards." Wesker slid his shades down , marveling at his knowledge of what was in those crates.
