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H.U.N.K
@deathcantdie.bsky.social
Mr. Death. The Grim Reaper. Creator of C.Q.B.Z. Never killed. The Death cannot Die. #ResidentEvilRP #Multiverse
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He stood there for a moment, still as a statue. Then suddenly the laser pointed to the ground, shot close to his feet, then returned to him, now pointed at his heart. He was showing the ammo was live.

"Civies don't call themselves civies. You're story isn't real. Spill it or I spill you."

There-
—𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚.

“I didn't got too close though. Not sure if they saw me either, probably not.

If you're a clean-up crew of sorts, I guess I'll have to say a prayer?”
February 2, 2026 at 2:42 AM
Indeed. Blood was smeared along his clothes and his face was slightly pale. This homeless man looked like he was already dead before the neck snap. It could be seen that the man's eyes were still moving. He was alive in a sense but not able to move.

"There's been an outbreak. Evacuation was-


“Do I at least deserve to know the reason you murdered that fellow? He looks.. strange.”

𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙨𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.
February 2, 2026 at 12:43 AM
As soon as the word what came out of his mouth HUNK wiped around, a silenced TMP already aimed with a laser pointed right at his chest.

"Hands up. No other movements."

His voice was deep, commanding, but cold. Like someone who had given that command thousands of times and always followed through.
—𝙑𝙤𝙞𝙙.

𝙋𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙙, 𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮

“What's going on, sir?”

𝙃𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙩.. 𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙥𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝘽𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢 - 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.
February 1, 2026 at 11:51 PM
Xenomorphs......... A interesting target. Acid blood, impervious to small and medium arms. Hive mind. Variants based on the base template.

He'll have to keep extra .500 and dragons breath on him for them.
February 1, 2026 at 11:32 PM
"Seems we are in a similar line of work."

He held his arm and shifted it a bit. A loud click to show the blade was locked in place. It wasn't needed but the sound helped assure people. He then reached out his hand to shake.

"They call me HUNK. Human Unit Never Killed. You?"
One pair of her Rizoma de Loto's barrel tapped alongside her cheekbone in contemplation.

"I can see where the problems begin to sprout, and why you're in the business of taking them out."

"I've done a bit of proactive cleaning up in the digital world as well. A nice two for one in my case."
He was working off of context clues at this point. Good thing he heard enough of this kind of talk at Umbrella and HCF to be able to pick up the larger picture.

"No. Most people who do it either try to make mindless weapons or become gods by using viruses and parasites. The dead rise. Innocent-
February 1, 2026 at 11:26 PM
A digital creature given flesh but entering the real world. A digital monster of sorts. As the cat talked he scanned them with the Genesis he built into his lenses. No signs of infection or parasites. He decided to risk it and pet this strange being on the head.

"Well you must be hungry then.-
“...I. I wasn't made by anyone. I’m a digital life form who stumbled in this material world I entered.

All I can remember is that I’m made out of data, and not some human.”

BlackGatomon could only remember what she knew towards the stranger...
The blact cat creature was reflected in the red lenses of his gas mask. While he was unreadable on the outside, inside he was now suspicious.

"A talking cat...... Who on earth made you little guy?"

He wanted to take the friendly approach just in case this was another Lisa Trevor situation.
February 1, 2026 at 11:08 PM
He was working off of context clues at this point. Good thing he heard enough of this kind of talk at Umbrella and HCF to be able to pick up the larger picture.

"No. Most people who do it either try to make mindless weapons or become gods by using viruses and parasites. The dead rise. Innocent-
He had the ultimate poker face. Entire gas mask keeping his visage hidden from view.

He played off it so well, she figured he got the gist of it.

"Sounds like organic life's attempt to digivolve like Digimon. If you're opposed to it, does that mean it's not considered a 'good thing' .ᐣ"
Digimon? Digital monsters? This was a bit confusing to him but he just rolled with it. It doesn't seem like she's a threat to him since he is flesh and blood.

"Seems we have that in common. I kill things called Biological Organic Weapons and the people who make them. At least I do nowadays."
February 1, 2026 at 10:40 PM
Digimon? Digital monsters? This was a bit confusing to him but he just rolled with it. It doesn't seem like she's a threat to him since he is flesh and blood.

"Seems we have that in common. I kill things called Biological Organic Weapons and the people who make them. At least I do nowadays."
"I don't go around killing just about anything or anyone. But killing other problematic Digimon allows me to consume their data."

"It's my only way to get stronger or replenish myself when I get too fatigued."
"The study of death would make us both scientists. For data....... What exactly do you mean?"

His stance relaxed just a bit more. Data consumption hinted to him that she wasn't exactly a BOW. In the back of his mind he was going through his rolodex of virus information he knew to figure out what-
February 1, 2026 at 10:11 PM
Time to really test Leon's knowledge.

"Mr. Death, Grim Reaper, Death. Code names my squad used for me. Umbrella took to calling me HUNK."

He moved a bit as he talked, making sure to be closer to knife range than gun range just in case Leon felt froggy.
» in case he retrieved a weapon. He wasn't as impressed as if the stranger had gone into more details, but it still wasn't something very pleasant to hear.

"And you are?"
February 1, 2026 at 10:01 PM
"The study of death would make us both scientists. For data....... What exactly do you mean?"

His stance relaxed just a bit more. Data consumption hinted to him that she wasn't exactly a BOW. In the back of his mind he was going through his rolodex of virus information he knew to figure out what-
She got a good laugh out of that.

Even if it wasn't the stranger's intent to be humorous.

"Me .ᐣ A scientist .ᐣ Maybe if it was the study of death, and consumption of data.~"

A nice little trick after. She could definitely see some similarities of digital monsters in his presentation.
February 1, 2026 at 9:58 PM
He'd shake if head. Dispite being ex Umbrella he had a no BOW weapon policy.

"You must be a kind of scientist. Closest thing I have is this suit."

He raised his forearm up and flicked his wrist back. Silently, a blade came out of his sleeve. With another flick it disappeared.
February 1, 2026 at 9:20 PM
He tenses, not going for his gun but standing at the ready. He assumed the bullet was some kind of BOW. Looking at her eyes, he started to assume the same of her.

"Interesting. I haven't seen a gun with living ammunition in a while. Who made it?"
"Rizoma de Loto doesn't use traditional ammunition."

The sentient rounds, hearing the conversation, appear in excited fashion.

One on her shoulder is most noticeable — at eye level with the stranger. It has a similar motif as her headgear. ✨
February 1, 2026 at 8:23 PM
//The idea of HUNK interacting with other universe characters and immediately assuming they are bio weapons if they aren't human is funny to me. Like he would immediately be on guard if he saw a furry.
February 1, 2026 at 7:53 PM
He stood there, looking over @beelko.bsky.social a bit in silence. He then pointed at her revolver.

"What caliber are you packing?"

Blunt, to the point. Just like usual.
February 1, 2026 at 7:40 PM
The blact cat creature was reflected in the red lenses of his gas mask. While he was unreadable on the outside, inside he was now suspicious.

"A talking cat...... Who on earth made you little guy?"

He wanted to take the friendly approach just in case this was another Lisa Trevor situation.
“That’s... what I wear?”

Strange. BlackGatomon had never someone like this before. Yes, she spoke.
Hunk would get down on one knee to look at @digitaldevillady.bsky.social 's small, kitten-like form. He'd tilt his head a bit.

"...... Who puts gloves on a cat?"
February 1, 2026 at 7:38 PM
//This is the kind of movement my HUNK has casually.
February 1, 2026 at 7:25 PM
Hunk would get down on one knee to look at @digitaldevillady.bsky.social 's small, kitten-like form. He'd tilt his head a bit.

"...... Who puts gloves on a cat?"
February 1, 2026 at 6:51 PM
"Grim Reaper, Death, HUNK. Pick one or make a callsign if you'd like."

He motioned for her to lead the way. He was there just as backup so she could take the lead. As he did his gear check she could see a part of his outfit that was darker than the others. It was this way due to a old patch that-
"Yes, I am so don' get any funny ideas."

Scar responds as she looks towards the new higher. Seemed like things were going fine.

She wondered which shadowy organization he crawled out from. Someone dressed like thst surely had some sort of ties, right?
He'd nod, putting his knife away and pulling out his TMP. He did a quick gun inspection then looked to her.

"Fast and efficient. Intel says they have a T-virus strand. Are you immune?"

He needed to know so that if she turned he could start planning how much putting down a extra high level BOW-
February 1, 2026 at 6:48 PM
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January 31, 2026 at 9:16 PM
He seemed to chuckle a bit. He'd relax a bit more as he started looking in his utility pockets.

"Anyone in our line of work knows about you. One of the few Raccoon City survivors. Worst first day possible. Then the government picks you up and ships you off with Krause to South America. You're-
"There's true wisdom in those words. Although I haven't tell you my line of work," he said with a curious tone, coking his head. Maybe the kind of stiff posture revealed his military training. Most of the time, it did.
He would nod as he looked Leon up and down. HUNK's own posture was unreadable. Seemingly relaxed and tense at the same time. Like a soldier who took his job as a guard at a quiet base seriously.

"You're never past learning. When you stop learning in our line of work you end up dead."
January 31, 2026 at 9:17 PM
He's just watching everyone from a distance. Cloaked in shadow. What devious plans does an ex Umbrella soldier have? What sick thoughts run through his mind?

💭Damn....... I'd kill for some tofu miso right now.
January 31, 2026 at 7:05 PM
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˚。・゚˖ #MVRP #DarkstalkersRP #VampireRP #CAPCOMRP
March 27, 2025 at 7:54 AM
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[ tldr ; due to unforseen circumstances regarding a deployment, Silvia has been MEDEVAC'D back to the INFINITY due to wounds sustained, and placed on NON-DEPLOYABLE status. ]
January 25, 2026 at 6:11 PM
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