Who: Alice projectalice & Dr. Samantha Grimm drgrimm What: Meeting outside the apartment complexes When: Wednesday, May 13, afternoon Where: Common picnic area in front of the apartment complexes Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Possibly light language, some discussion of past violence maybe, sci-fi chicks being awesome, and likely nothing too titillating here. Status: Random/Closed/In Progress
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Invasions were new for Alice. She'd dealt with the worst humanity had to offer thanks to Umbrella. They had unleashed pure Hell upon her world. The T-Virus had caused mutations even more grotesque than the Necromorphs they had been forced to fight in Test City, yet the virus had still been of Earth. This was the first time she'd been forced to truly acknowledge there was life on other planets.
It felt fitting to find out the life out there was every bit as gruesome as the life at home.
The universe should be a dark place filled with monsters. It was the only way it would make sense for someone like Alice. She had no true memories of joy, happiness, kindness. All her memories were questionable. They had not successfully cloned her which meant she was still the same, but her memories? Those could have been the result of Umbrella's machinations. Their engineers were capable of far more than anyone would have ever dreamed from a civilian standpoint. No one had been prepared for the fruits of their labor.
Alice wasn't prepared to be the fruits of that labor.
She sat on top of a picnic table watching the apartment complexes. They were mundane in appearance. One nearly rundown, one middle-class, and one a little nicer, but they all were utterly ordinary. Nothing seemed to stand out from the outside of them though she knew someone was planning to do some planting around Hope Springs. Flowers would be nice to help distinguish it from its brethren. A little beauty could go a long way in a world filled with ugly nightmares, Alice knew that well enough herself.
Abby was her partner on the police force. Together they had killed so many of those Necromorphs---Alice had wondered if she'd ever wash the smell off. Even now she felt dirty, tainted by the encounter. She'd smelled some foul things in her time courtesy of the T-Virus, but those creatures had been nothing more than death walking. They were ravagers from what she could tell. It was likely they were sent ahead for an invasion to eliminate a population in order to make colonization easier.
What kind of person was she when that was the first thing she thought of after it was all said and done?
Lives had been lost in Test City. None of the transplants from what Sheriff Wick had said, but civilian casualties had been high enough to make an impact on the number of them wandering the streets during the day. She'd heard how the cemetery workers were still digging graves. It seemed strange to think they had technology enough to bring them through space and time yet they wouldn't give them heavy equipment to dig graves for their dead. Alice imagined it was to help them feel more "normal" in their test environment. She wasn't sure.
Smiling at the sight of a woman wandering out from one of the buildings, Alice called out, "It's a nice day out. One of those days I almost feel human. How are you making it since your arrival? Do you need any help?"