“𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨” — rp, parody (pfp and header artworks from @515Limit) #residentevil #rerp #residentevilrp

mun is 24, @corcnacht ⭑.ᐟ
Joined April 2026
“𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝, Alpha Team. We’re here 𝐭𝐨 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶—“
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He hadn’t been blind to the way some of them treated the poor man, and Chris could do nothing but try and intervene. He didn’t care whether he himself became the target of such a mockery (even though they all doubted it), he would have showed up to Brad’s house for his birthday.
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His arms struggling to ring the doorbell as he kept a firm hold on everything he carried along. And that was exactly what he did that day. “Surprise, buddy! Happy birthday!”
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[ @ChickenHeartB ] Chris had spent the last few days discussing cake arrangements with the owner of a shop he had been recommended. Brad’s birthday was coming up, and the date had long been scribbled down into the pointman’s journal, in a section dedicated to special occasions.
//beware: it might (alright, will) be long. If you prefer any kind of vibe (angst, fluff, etc…) feel free to comment it down below!
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And he was ready to make it the best surprise party of all time. It would have been better if the whole office contributed to it (something the pointman had insisted on with great resolution), but he wasn’t gonna give up just because that initial plan had failed.
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But he had promised himself that he wouldn’t have ruined it. He had prepared everything: a gift he had (poorly) wrapped himself at midnight, a cake he had spent days deciding the flavour of, even a few balloons and two cold beers for them to enjoy. He had it all.
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The moment the days stretched out, leading up to the big event, the young man struggled to contain an enthusiastic grin each time his coworker passed by. He had never been great at keeping secrets, and when it came to surprises, it was even harder for him not to start talking.
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[ @kennesleon ] “So is it official now?” Chris had noticed that Leon’s head had been all over the place ever since their mission started. He had grown used to the agent’s questionable jokes, but that day, the younger man had decided to be quieter than usual.
//beware: it might (alright, will) be long. If you prefer any kind of vibe (angst, fluff, etc…) feel free to comment it down below!
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And Chris? The stern captain was more pleasant than ever to witness such a scene. He didn’t need to hit the younger man with a mocking remark about paying attention to the task at hand, because nothing motivated a person better than love itself.
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His curiosity, however, was far from hidden. After all, he wasn’t planning on spending the whole mission with nothing but silence and the sound of gunfire surrounding them. “Everyone at the BSAA was betting on it for a while. Wondered when you were gonna get together.”
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xn--writtenbykorsu-k84jg2ifo… ⠀ re upload because engagements been low
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chris red(failed) | parody retweeted
@chrisredfailed——; Now Playing: Phantom of the Opera - Global Edition.
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀∗ 𝖎nterest check.ᐟ ⠀
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But that was something that could be fixed with a bit more confidence and a supportive external hand. “You worry too much, but you’re doing it correctly. And frankly? It takes a lot to master such a skill. Trust me, I know. You should be proud of yourself.”
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Chris stood close by, his body relaxed as he took in the sight before him. Seeing someone go through a perfect working out routine had always been pleasant for him, especially when they realised that they actually had it in them to achieve such a result.
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There was a certain, added joy, in knowing someone was both happy and proud, following a moment of temporary doubt and fear. “Sure, I’m not gonna let that slip while we’re still both here. We should start working out together more often. Maybe we’ll make it less boring.”
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“You’re doing great, man.” Chris’ words, surprisingly to the both of them, carried no hint of real shock. He knew that Brad could it. All it took was one glance at his muffled determination emanating from his skin, and he knew that he was about to offer him a good performance.
Using the chest press with strength and precision, compared to his attempt to jog it was clear this was an easier skill for the pilot to master. The same determination he had running was evident on his focused expression, if not more-so now that he had a chance to impress.
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The anxiety and need for approval were still there, unmoving despite his material successes. It was something that the pointman would have expected. Greatness did not stop anyone, not even him, from feeling as if nothing they did was ever right or good enough.
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