Scepter's snippet thread and future story ideas

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Responses to questions and statements:

-Guest0508: Same, man. Have not watch Teen Titans Go either. Even though I wouldn't consider myself to be a huge fan of the original, it is absolutely disgraceful what they have done to it.

-Pretty much, that's going to be the main source of comedy for the fic if I ever get down to actually writing it.

-Griff was always the one I found most relatable. Sarge is my second favorite as well. Guess similar minds really do think alike, huh?

-NewGuest123: I'm with you man. It's just a shame as to how badly arrowhead has managed it. I still like the world, but I can see why so many people are leaving it and letting the Automotons win. I can't really blame them for it tbh.

-My Mass Effect fanfic idea will probably the next snippet I post. I don't want to spoil to much, but the MC will be a part of Cerberus. I took like Cerberus and I hate how Bioware turned them into generic brainwashed bad guys in three. I did read "The Cerberus Manifesto" and it was pretty good, will most likely implement some of it's ideas in my story if I ever get down to writing it.

-Really nice idea for Aliens, man! I don't know if I will ever get down to writing something similar like that, but if I do I'll give you the credit! Awesome idea!

-KingDiamond55: Wrote down exactly what I was thinking, man. I think it would be real interesting to explore Six and Dot trying to figure out what to make of a new religion being formed around them and just working to rebuild the human race.

-Austin: Thanks, dude. Hope you enjoyed it.

-Once again, great ideas! Keep at it, my man.

-TK0421: Thank you very much! I too have always preferred the Sith Empire and the Galactic Empire, they were my favorite factions in Star Wars. With two Sith SIs who know what they are doing and actually working together the galaxy will soon belong to the Empire! *Ignites red lightsaber*

-I haven't heard of that character before, going to have to do some research on that. But it does sound really cool though. Leading and rebuilding a fractured Galactic Empire does sound really cool to me. Seeing her unite the scattered Imperial remnants under her rule and battling against the New Republic does sound really interesting. I also had something similar planned out with a SI in Galen Marek, AKA Starkiller. What do you think?


Rendezvous with death (Resident Evil HUNK Self-insert fanfic)


Summary: If one knew why I lived my new life the way I did after my old one, they would probably have a lot of questions to ask me. Such as why I kept constantly putting myself in situations that were EXTREMLY hazardous to my health. Why I worked for a pharmaceutical company that was engaged in VERY morally heinous stuff. And why I willingly faced actual physical zombies and other mutated creatures straight out of someone's nightmare. Well, the answer was simply. I was a bit of a war junkie and an adrenaline addict. Plus, the money was good. VERY good.


Vinnie, also know as the one and only Mr. Death and codenamed HUNK, gave his teammate a hard slap on the shoulder from the room they were stacked outside of, signaling for him to move in. In which he complied as he moved inside the room followed by Vector, a member of the new Delta team of the Umbrella Security Service or U.S.S.

Vinnie was in next as he pressed the stock of the G36C-a weapon that was apparently already in mass production in the 90s in the Resident Evil universe- against his shoulder and raised the weapon as he entered the room sweeping his section. His vision obscured by the M40 gas mask that he wore and his breathing slightly audibly and ragged despite his best attempts at controlling it. He had always hated wearing these things, in both this life and the last. Sure, they did look cool but it always sucked wearing them given how they cloud your field of view, hard to breathe through at times, and because of how hot and heavy they felt especially when you were outside in hot weather.

Once the room was confirmed clear, he turned to face Lupo, the leader of the newly formed Delta team. Also known as the wolfpack, their orders being to assist Alpha team in accomplishing their objective.

"Alright," Vinnie said to the leader of Delta team. "Lupo, you and your team guard this door. Do not let anyone approach. We'll be back as soon as we can."

"You got it." The French woman acknowledged before giving Vinnie a flirtatious wink before turning back to her team as Vinnie shook his head before he joined the rest of the team as they stacked up and prepared to breach the door to the next room. While in the military, there were rules and regulations for dating within it's ranks, Umbrella was a private company and did not have the same guidelines.

Once the door opened, he quickly looked over the left side of the room from the right side of the door before quickly moving the barrel of his rifle up and down, signaling to move in as he pushed forward and cleared his sector. The team quickly following behind him and clearing the room through good training and years of working together. They wasted no time and continued moving through the facility to find their target.

A few minutes later, Vinnie found himself taking point as they made their way down the hallway to the next room. As he reached the threshold, he raised up his gloved hand and formed a fist, signaling for the rest of the team to stop and form up behind him. Peeking inside, he saw the scientist they were here to take into custody putting one last virus sample container in the case before closing it.

Signaling the information to rest of Alpha team, he gestured for them to flood the room. With them falling in right behind him as they breached the room and aimed their weapons at the doctor. Who stood with his back against the wall with the case in his hands with a slightly fearful look on his face. Most likely because of all the firearms pointed right at him.

"Doctor Birkin, put the case down and raise your hands." Vinnie ordered with his G36C aimed right at his head. "You need to come with us."

"You think I didn't know that you were coming?" Birkin shot back. "This is my life's work! I'm not handing over anything!" He yelled.

"I'm sorry, doctor." Vinnie attempted to placate. "Just lowered the case. No one has to get hurt here." He took a step forward.

Suddenly, Birkin pulled a weapon from behind him, before the team's rookie Martinez, codenamed Boxer, shot him three times with his G36C.

"Stop! Hold your fire! Now!" Vinnie ordered as Martinez lowered his weapon. Taking off his glove off, he stepped towards the wounded doctor and placed two fingers on his neck. Feeling a pulse on his neck, but very weak.

"He's still breathing," Alpha team's leader turned to their unit's medic Bones. "Bones, do what you can!" He ordered to which the combat medic complied and began stabilizing his patient.

"Boxer, Frost, get a stretcher ready. We're going to have to carry him out of here. " He ordered the two of them as they nodded and began to get a stretcher ready.

Vinnie sighed as he reached up to his vest and pushed the push-to-talk button on his radio. "/ Command, this is Dagger One. Falcon is down. I say again: Falcon is down. But he's alive./ "

"/ Copy, give me a run down. /"

"/ He resisted so we had to pop him a few times. He's bleeding, but alive. We're going to need a medical team ready when we cart him out of here. /"

"/ Roger that. And the samples? /"

"/ We got them. Over. " /"

"/ Take Falcon and the samples to LZ Finch and await further instructions. /"

"/ Wilco, Dagger One out." Just on cue, his team finished restraining and on the stretcher while another team member "Vager" now had the briefcase.

"Let's move!" He ordered as the men began moving out. The automatic doors sealing behind them as soon as they left the room.


That's it for now. Hope you all enjoyed what my noggin' generated here. Take care, guys, and I will see you all next time. And always remember... stay frosty, gents.