I have 2 RE books and played through RE 3. I have played all the other REs except zero and the remake and code veronica.
Ch.11 The jury
The Tribe of survivors felt really tired and fatigued. Jill tried to lift a water bucket but collapsed. Nemesis gave her a drink of water and lumbered off to find Leon. They had to stay together and they would win. The morning was uneventful with all the normal chores being done. Jill thought about a conversation she had had with Leon a day earlier.
" We have to get rid of Claire in order to win" his voice echoed through her head. She thought again.
" We have to get rid of-"
"I heard you the first time Leon!" said Jill. Leon stepped out from behind the tree he was hiding behind and grinned. Jill smiled and called Nemesis over to talk about strategy.
" Look at them! they are sooooo an alliance!" Claire said to Mr.X and Nosferatu. The two monsters agreed with Claire. They had to form an alliance or they would be doomed. There was one way the two groups of three could get a swing vote. Tyrant.
Jill walked toward a large warehouse looking for Tyrant. Leon and Nemesis followed. Leon banged on the door with his foot. Jill heard the sound of bones breaking. The door opened as Leon's face turned from triumph to pain.
"Owwww" he cried out as he fell over. From above them two zombies looked down on them and spoke.
"Who goes there?" asked the first zombie.
"We are three of the survivors competing in the competition" answered Leon through grunts of pain. Jill told them they had ridden the lengths of the city searching for Tyrant.
"What ridden on a Tyrant?" asked the first zombie.
"Yes, we have" replied Jill, straining her neck to get a better look at the zombies.
"You've got a Nemesis!" the zombie retorted. Leon said so what. The zombie wrinkled his brow and continued.
"Look for a monster to be a Tyrant he has to be able to run at 3 steps a second right?" he asked the to befuddled humans.
"He could carry us on his shoulders!" shot back Leon, who by that time had received medical treatment from a medical zombie.
"Its not a matter of where he holds you! its a simple matter of weight ratios. A nemesis cannot carry two people and keep a speed of 3 steps a second.
"It doesn't matter! would you go tell Tyrant to-"
"They could have been carried by a Canadian Nemesis!" called the second zombie. The first zombie agreed and said that it definitely couldn't have been done by an American Nemesis. The three survivors lumbered off in defeat and awaited the immunity challenge. The tribe trooped over to the hospital and saw Chief Irons stumble in. He was about to say something when he tripped over a sleeping Licker. He landed in a heap under Claire. She gave him a swift kick and he immediatley stood up.
"Now that all of you have made it this far, it is time for another Immunity challenge. You must operate on a zombie and remove all of the internal organs that have been preserved. I want a clean challenge and NO cheating" his gaze drifted over to Claire, who put her hands on her hips and smiled.
All the survivors took a zombie and awaited the go signal. Each contestant had a helper zombie with them. Claire called her zombie.
"Scalpel" she said with a dramatic look on her face. She repeated the instruction again and turned her head. The zombie had gotten a little distracted by her ass.
"Scalpel!" she said again as she slapped the zombie. He immediately apologized and gave her the tool. The race was on for the immunity. The first organ was retrieved by Tyrant. He slid the heart into a bucket. Carlos suddenly found a pair of heart paddle things.
"Clear!" he cried as he shocked his corpse. The corpse woke up and slapped him.
"No cheating asshole!" the zombie gave him a stern look. Suddenly a BANG! resonated through the hospital and the zombie was dead again.
"He's dead now" said Chief Irons.
"I'm not quite dead" replied the zombie.
"Well he is mortally wounded" said Chief Irons with a hint of irritation in his voice.
The contest continued on. Claire produced a smirk on her face. An evil smirk as she slipped a zombie arm near Jill's table. Once Jill had done the surgery on her zombie's heart, she stepped over to put it in the bucket and.
"Ahhhhhh" Jill cried as she sailed through the air. The slip worked well and Claire chuckled as she continued on. Tyrant was getting frustrated with the cumbersome tools laid before him. He snicked his claws and slashed the zombie to pieces. The other survivors looked in awe as he recovered all of the perserved organs and dropped them into the bucket. "Who's your daddy" yelled Tyrant. "Fuck ya whos ya-" he paused since everyone stared at him in amazement. He had spoken!
"Uhhhhh I mean roorarrooaor" said Tyrant.
"Tyrant wins immunity!" said Chief Irons.
Back at camp, Leon and Jill tried to talk Tyrant into voting off Claire. Jill told him she was a real threat to them if kept around. Tyrant refused to talk to them or anyone else. Carlos had joined up with Tyrant and the duo held everyone at their mercy.
"nananananana you guys are at our mercy!" laughed Carlos. Jill and Claire looked at each other and nodded. The two ladies pulled out their guns and aimed at Carlos.
"Shut up asshole" said Claire bluntly.
"Watch your back Claire!" warned Carlos. Claire turned around and shook her butt at him and walked away. Jill talked to Claire that night.
"Join my alliance and when we get to the final four.......well? free for all!" Jill's proposal was enticing.
Jill's proposal is very enticing, thought Claire. That night at tribal council. Chief Irons called on the jury to come forward. Rebecca and Chris strode in a gave them evil looks. They obviously were pissed at being voted off. Jill and Claire exchanged glances and waited for the votes to start.
"Alright its time to vote, Claire can begin" said the Chief.
Claire walked to the voting terminal and cast her vote. She was followed by the others and the end resulted in Carlos being voted off.
" Adios Amigos!" he said as he walked out. Jill rolled her eyes and patted Leon on the shoulder. Claire then led the way back to camp.
next chapter: A new challenge introduces a new monster in RE: Survivor Gameshow 12: Ugly piece of $%#&
thx to all my reviewers.
Ch.11 The jury
The Tribe of survivors felt really tired and fatigued. Jill tried to lift a water bucket but collapsed. Nemesis gave her a drink of water and lumbered off to find Leon. They had to stay together and they would win. The morning was uneventful with all the normal chores being done. Jill thought about a conversation she had had with Leon a day earlier.
" We have to get rid of Claire in order to win" his voice echoed through her head. She thought again.
" We have to get rid of-"
"I heard you the first time Leon!" said Jill. Leon stepped out from behind the tree he was hiding behind and grinned. Jill smiled and called Nemesis over to talk about strategy.
" Look at them! they are sooooo an alliance!" Claire said to Mr.X and Nosferatu. The two monsters agreed with Claire. They had to form an alliance or they would be doomed. There was one way the two groups of three could get a swing vote. Tyrant.
Jill walked toward a large warehouse looking for Tyrant. Leon and Nemesis followed. Leon banged on the door with his foot. Jill heard the sound of bones breaking. The door opened as Leon's face turned from triumph to pain.
"Owwww" he cried out as he fell over. From above them two zombies looked down on them and spoke.
"Who goes there?" asked the first zombie.
"We are three of the survivors competing in the competition" answered Leon through grunts of pain. Jill told them they had ridden the lengths of the city searching for Tyrant.
"What ridden on a Tyrant?" asked the first zombie.
"Yes, we have" replied Jill, straining her neck to get a better look at the zombies.
"You've got a Nemesis!" the zombie retorted. Leon said so what. The zombie wrinkled his brow and continued.
"Look for a monster to be a Tyrant he has to be able to run at 3 steps a second right?" he asked the to befuddled humans.
"He could carry us on his shoulders!" shot back Leon, who by that time had received medical treatment from a medical zombie.
"Its not a matter of where he holds you! its a simple matter of weight ratios. A nemesis cannot carry two people and keep a speed of 3 steps a second.
"It doesn't matter! would you go tell Tyrant to-"
"They could have been carried by a Canadian Nemesis!" called the second zombie. The first zombie agreed and said that it definitely couldn't have been done by an American Nemesis. The three survivors lumbered off in defeat and awaited the immunity challenge. The tribe trooped over to the hospital and saw Chief Irons stumble in. He was about to say something when he tripped over a sleeping Licker. He landed in a heap under Claire. She gave him a swift kick and he immediatley stood up.
"Now that all of you have made it this far, it is time for another Immunity challenge. You must operate on a zombie and remove all of the internal organs that have been preserved. I want a clean challenge and NO cheating" his gaze drifted over to Claire, who put her hands on her hips and smiled.
All the survivors took a zombie and awaited the go signal. Each contestant had a helper zombie with them. Claire called her zombie.
"Scalpel" she said with a dramatic look on her face. She repeated the instruction again and turned her head. The zombie had gotten a little distracted by her ass.
"Scalpel!" she said again as she slapped the zombie. He immediately apologized and gave her the tool. The race was on for the immunity. The first organ was retrieved by Tyrant. He slid the heart into a bucket. Carlos suddenly found a pair of heart paddle things.
"Clear!" he cried as he shocked his corpse. The corpse woke up and slapped him.
"No cheating asshole!" the zombie gave him a stern look. Suddenly a BANG! resonated through the hospital and the zombie was dead again.
"He's dead now" said Chief Irons.
"I'm not quite dead" replied the zombie.
"Well he is mortally wounded" said Chief Irons with a hint of irritation in his voice.
The contest continued on. Claire produced a smirk on her face. An evil smirk as she slipped a zombie arm near Jill's table. Once Jill had done the surgery on her zombie's heart, she stepped over to put it in the bucket and.
"Ahhhhhh" Jill cried as she sailed through the air. The slip worked well and Claire chuckled as she continued on. Tyrant was getting frustrated with the cumbersome tools laid before him. He snicked his claws and slashed the zombie to pieces. The other survivors looked in awe as he recovered all of the perserved organs and dropped them into the bucket. "Who's your daddy" yelled Tyrant. "Fuck ya whos ya-" he paused since everyone stared at him in amazement. He had spoken!
"Uhhhhh I mean roorarrooaor" said Tyrant.
"Tyrant wins immunity!" said Chief Irons.
Back at camp, Leon and Jill tried to talk Tyrant into voting off Claire. Jill told him she was a real threat to them if kept around. Tyrant refused to talk to them or anyone else. Carlos had joined up with Tyrant and the duo held everyone at their mercy.
"nananananana you guys are at our mercy!" laughed Carlos. Jill and Claire looked at each other and nodded. The two ladies pulled out their guns and aimed at Carlos.
"Shut up asshole" said Claire bluntly.
"Watch your back Claire!" warned Carlos. Claire turned around and shook her butt at him and walked away. Jill talked to Claire that night.
"Join my alliance and when we get to the final four.......well? free for all!" Jill's proposal was enticing.
Jill's proposal is very enticing, thought Claire. That night at tribal council. Chief Irons called on the jury to come forward. Rebecca and Chris strode in a gave them evil looks. They obviously were pissed at being voted off. Jill and Claire exchanged glances and waited for the votes to start.
"Alright its time to vote, Claire can begin" said the Chief.
Claire walked to the voting terminal and cast her vote. She was followed by the others and the end resulted in Carlos being voted off.
" Adios Amigos!" he said as he walked out. Jill rolled her eyes and patted Leon on the shoulder. Claire then led the way back to camp.
next chapter: A new challenge introduces a new monster in RE: Survivor Gameshow 12: Ugly piece of $%#&
thx to all my reviewers.