Survival Horror!!!!

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Deathmatches? Whatever, who cares. You know what really matters? Video Games. In fact, Ray and Chris care very much about this video game. It's Resident Evil 3 if you must know. They're sitting on a couch with a table between them and the TV. Said table already has a few beers finished or half-finished along with bags of crisps and various snack foods.

Ray is the one with the controller but they're both very into the game at the moment. Should you disturb them? Well, take a listen and see!]

[Chris has a hand on Ray's shoulder for moral support.] Uh, no, no, Ray, you gotta get behind the desk! 'Cos it can't fire through it. Ray!

I'm behind the bloody desk! Look! Desk! I'm runnin' into the damn thing! [totally running into the desk for emphasis!!!]

Maybe you need to run into it more? Oh, shit, he's gonna fire! You gotta run!

I can't run if you're yellin' at me! [attempt at dodging the rocket!!! attempt successful!!!] Shit, I don't think me bullets're goin' over the desk or sommat.

[Making vague and wild hand gestures.] Try the grenades! The launcher thing. It'll launch'em like...over it.

We already used those on the stairs, div! Okay, I think... maybe if when he's shootin', I go 'round the desk, shoot him, then go back behind it.

Yeah, yeah, do that, just careful 'cos he's a fast bastard.

[Who cares if they're fighting Nemesis? Bug them anyway! There's tons of beer and food at least?]

Comments

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Probably get another cool item anyway. Maybe the other gun bit or something.

[gotitwrong]

Probably the B parts, ya know? Cause we got the A parts on the first one.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Think there's like...C parts and D parts and stuff?

[gotitwrong]

[Ray considers this for a moment while running around the save room in a circle.]

Dunno. Maybe? Mean, have to be a damn good gun if it took that man fights to get.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Chris nods vaguely, watching Ray's amazing save room antics.]

Yeah, bloody bastard just won't stay down.

[gotitwrong]

Damn super zombies or whatever the hell he is.

[And now time to go get Nemesis to appear!]

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

The thing were talking about some virus or something. Maybe it's a really bad bout of it.

[gotitwrong]

What thing? I weren't really payin' attention to the notes or the dialogue or anythin'.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Yeah, there were a thing, some paper or something, saying stuff about a virus them company blokes was working on.

[gotitwrong]

Oh.

...Didn't read it. Didn't think it were important.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Figured it were if they were making you read it.

[gotitwrong]

If I've learnt anythin' 'bout games, Chris, it's this: they toss in a lot of junk what isn't important.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs.] I like reading'em.

[gotitwrong]

You would.

[And he playfully shoves Chris because Chris is a div.]

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Chris laughs and waves his hand.] Focus on that bastard!

[gotitwrong]

[Ray laughs in kind and attempts to go back to focusing, and he manages to get Nemesis into phase 2! No more rocket launcher, so now this'll be much easier.]

Kinda hard with you doin' your best to be a distraction! Think you're tryin' to make me look like a twonk at this.

[It's all in good humour, as Ray darts in and out from behind the desk, using the dodge button whenever he can to get himself either from behind it or back behind it.]

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

I'm not distracting you! You're just saying that so you've got an excuse for losing!

[He grins though, watching Ray play.]

[gotitwrong]

[While he doesn't shove Chris again, he does elbow him, thus giving him the power to give Chris a hard time while playing games! Gasp, what sort of villainy will he come up with next.]

Are so, div. And I am not! If anythin' I'm gonna beat him this time despite you tryin' to make me lose!

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[He grins and elbows him back.]

All right, so go on, then. Beat'em if you're so good.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray gives Chris a confident grin.]

I will.

[He's already in Phase 2, Chris! And he isn't messing up and isn't low on health! This might be the time!]

Only way you can make me lose now is if you try stealin' the controller.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Bet I could.

[SUDDENLY LAUNCHING FORWARD CHRIS!!!]

[gotitwrong]

You bastard!

[He isn't dead yet but he has been messed up, and now he must fight off Chris while fighting Nemesis! Using one hand, Ray deftly sends Jill behind a desk, and the other is immediately put on Chris' chest to shove him back! Precious seconds must be gained so he can shoot Nemesis more- a task that requires two hands!]

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[GASP BUT CHRIS IS AMAZING. Plus he's like a noodle. He wiggles in closer, arms flailing.

HE WILL HAVE THAT CONTROLLER.]

[gotitwrong]

[Ray sticks his controller arm far, far out, thus making the distance between Chris and controller even greater! He's laughing and grinning all the while as he changes tactics.

Chris cannot be contained by a mere hand! He requires the entire forearm! By God, Ray isn't going to give up without a fight. He'll lose potential distance, but in the long run, a forearm across the chest can stall Chris longer than just a hand!]

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[This tachic is indeed doing well at forcing Chris back and he's grinning and laughing as well as he flails more. He starts to try to climb over Ray, in fact, to get the controller.]