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About me: ◂BSAA Sheva Alomar▸ Sheva Alomar is an agent for the Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance, operating as part of its West African branch. She was assigned to the current mission to assist Chris Redfield, who was unfamiliar with the area. A versatile fighter with extensive experience, her ability to use firearms is on par with Chris. She is much smaller and more flexible than Chris, enabling her to perform certain manoeuvres that Chris cannot. In turn, this allows Chris to throw her up to high ledges, or over large gaps in order to reach areas or objectives that a lone operative couldn't reach. "Don't worry. I may not be as big as you, but I can still hold my own." Sheva to Chris after gearing up for the mission Biography Sheva grew up in West African region which was associated with guerrilla fighters operating against the national government Some 80% of the town's population was employed by Umbrella's No.57 Plant, who provided wages which, while still low by national standards, were steady enough for Sheva's family live on comfortably. Around 1994 when Sheva was only eight years old, the Umbrella plant suffered a containment failure and the locals who had unknowingly been aiding in the development began rampaging around the plant With help from the army, Umbrella's anti-B.O.W. soldiers destroyed the factory to rid the bioweapons and massacred the town to silence witnesses. Sheva survived the attack, and was taken in by her uncle, who hoped for compensation to support her and his seven children but was offered nothing. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipisicing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. Excepteur sint occaecat cupidatat non proident, sunt in culpa qui officia deserunt mollit anim id est laborum. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipisicing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. Excepteur sint occaecat cupidatat non proident, sunt in culpa qui officia deserunt mollit anim id est laborum. < Aaron Barnes connection name connection name connection name connection name connection name Who I'd like to meet:

ᴱʸᵉˢ ᴼᶠ ᴸᵒʸᵃˡᵗʸ's Friend Space ᴱʸᵉˢ ᴼᶠ ᴸᵒʸᵃˡᵗʸ has 30 friends. VERMILLION. The Guardian Engave 𝗢𝗿𝗽𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝒜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁 of 𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 O U T L A W 𝙶𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚜 Oliver is 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 🧟‍♂️ View ᴱʸᵉˢ ᴼᶠ ᴸᵒʸᵃˡᵗʸ's Friends: All | Online | New ᴱʸᵉˢ ᴼᶠ ᴸᵒʸᵃˡᵗʸ's Friends Comments Displaying 10 of 12 comments (View All | Add Comment) O U T L A W Jul 22nd 2021 - 8:21 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ooc. I can unless you're wanting to go first. O U T L A W Jul 22nd 2021 - 8:02 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ooc. I do! O U T L A W Jul 22nd 2021 - 7:34 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ooc. Exactly! Then the whole escaping the station ordeal. ^_^ O U T L A W Jul 22nd 2021 - 7:24 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ooc. I think that'd be real comical and stressful, like the station is slowly being overrun type deal -- and now Sheva has to find a way to open up the holding cell, but someone in there was already infected and starts to turn.. O U T L A W Jul 22nd 2021 - 7:00 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ooc. That's a solid idea! We can totally make that work! I'm probably going to make it that he's locked up in a Police station. xD O U T L A W Jul 22nd 2021 - 6:42 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ooc. I've played RE 5 several times. Noah is a Jack of all Trades criminal -- he's not the guy in charge, but the work horse. He's done things for gangs, mafia, the mob, other biker clubs, the cartel. He's done real seedy work like an underground S&M club that had its roots in the Dark Web. He's a formidable street fighter, decent with a gun, knows how to use them. He's got good criminal ties with those of LA and Vegas, knows a few heads in NY and Florida but not as much but enough to get around. O U T L A W Jul 22nd 2021 - 6:09 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ooc. Yes! Yes! I'm down for whatever you're wanting. We can go into the Resident Evil side of things, we can mix and match gritty angst crime drama with zombies or dive head first into my criminal world for Noah; I am easy and free to whatever direction you're wanting to go. O U T L A W Jul 22nd 2021 - 5:58 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ooc. That day can be today? Nᴏᴛ A Hᴇʀᴏ [retired] May 10th 2021 - 3:02 PM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ❰ ❰ Forgotten Allies He stood before a shattered window. No thoughts were running through his head, there was nothing. He knew somewhere there should be something but there just wasn’t. The room had fallen victim of harsh environments, the books had been soaked with rain and maybe some snow in the colder months so the room smelled of damp and molded paper. The stone of the walls and floor were slick with damp moisture. Then a voice stirred. At first he thought it was a memory but then he realized the voice was too crisp, too lucid to be a fragmented memory. His gaze lingered on the window as he listened then turned on his heel and walked from the room. The door had been open when he arrived and it remained open. He walked to the hallway and peered down to the main floor to see the woman who’d arrived. She set her gun out for him to see but he hadn’t needed a gun to kill armed soldiers sent to kill him. “You don’t really need that though, do you?” He asked, hands braced on the ledge. “The others had guns and it didn’t save them,” he pointed out. His gaze was focused on her though he was alert of his surroundings, should someone try to come in through the window behind him or up the stairs. He’d been so focused when she’d begun speaking, he hadn’t heard the first of her words. “Who are you? How’d you know to come here?” Nᴏᴛ A Hᴇʀᴏ [retired] Apr 25th 2021 - 12:51 AM Send Comment - Send Message - Block User ❰ ❰ Forgotten Allies Six months ago he’d woken up surrounded by soldiers. He knew he was a soldier because the gear he was wearing was the same but he didn’t remember them. His heart was pounding and he was dizzy, he had no idea where he was. He checked a few of the others but couldn’t find a pulse. He had no idea how he knew to do that but he knew they couldn’t be saved. So he ran. People spoke in a different language around him once he’d left the dead soldiers but they knew enough when his stripped off his armour and he pointed to their shirts it was a good trade for them. His rifle had gotten him a ride out of town, on the way he watched as people lifted and carried carcasses of dead monsters onto trucks labeled with the biohazard symbol and above it, the BSAA. He watched as they passed, then watched as the city disappeared behind him and then he began drifting from city to city. First people had arrived, dressed in black and armed to the teeth. They’d come while he slept and he moved in ways he didn’t know he could but it was an instinct that saved him. He killed them. Leaving a trail he didn’t know who’d be following so he got careful. People looking for him were trying to keep him quiet? Or just put him in the dirt, either way he had to stay two steps ahead and lead them in the wrong direction. --- When the BSAA had lost contact with alpha team during the final exfil from the most recent city to fall under attack with the use of BOW’s their reaction had been swift but not fast enough. Only one member had been left alive, quickly they understood the effects of whatever had been used to subdue the more than efficient team. They set about tracking down one of their most recognized members, only to fall behind Umbrella. The first sign of life came from the discovery of the organizations would-be-killers and then they would find their team member. They realized he was slowly making his way somewhere but they couldn’t be sure. There were a lot of places that would stand out to him, even those who knew him best couldn’t be sure which step would be his next. The soldier they’d recovered had only just begun to remember the most recent of details and that was with familiar faces and help. Jill Valentine sent out an email to many but to others she called. She opted to leave a voice message with Sheva Alomar, given the time difference she didn’t want to risk waking or disturbing the agent. “Sheva, this is Jill. There was an incident a few months back, Chris’ team was hit and he’s gone missing. We’re trying to track him down but we think he may have lost his memories, at least the most recent. There’s a possibility he may not even remember his name though. We have teams out trailing him now but if he does come to you, then please be careful and just try to earn his trust? He trusted you before, I know he can now.” Add Comment