A very self-indulgent portrayal of The Witch from the Left 4 Dead games.
(pfp by @Gernerly on X)
Pity the person she used to be.
Cringe in fear at her cries and hide.
Do whatever you wish, with...one exception...
#L4DRP #Left4DeadRP #MVRP #HorrorRP #RERP #ResidentEvilRP
The Witch is punched away by Denji, carrying two fingers in it's mouth that it managed to rip off.
The chain grabbed her soon after, and she was held above the Chainsaw Devil, glaring back down at his yellow eyes with her own red ones.
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The blood spraying onto them both constantly regenerating them in this absolute slugfest.
The Witch is punched away by Denji, carrying two fingers in it's mouth that it managed to rip off.
The chain grabbed her soon after, and she was held above the Chainsaw Devil, glaring back down at his yellow eyes with her own red ones.
Very, very, occasionally, the Witch's bloodlust and fears subside.
In these moments, it is possible to pet the Witch.
(We hold no responsibility of injury, loss of limb, or death that comes as a result of petting The Witch.)
Very, very, occasionally, the Witch's bloodlust and fears subside.
In these moments, it is possible to pet the Witch.
(We hold no responsibility of injury, loss of limb, or death that comes as a result of petting The Witch.)
Thankfully only a few moments later, the Soldier returned, looking at the stairs before turning to Gabrielle.
The soldier had disappeared into the darkness and she, again, had been left alone with a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other. At least, now she had something to defend herself with, but she had a bad feeling. They would get out of this alive, right? Gabrielle refused to die »
The unlikely duo made their way down the alley, tracking the Witch's trail. It led to a torn-open gate behind which a large abandoned office building stood.
Thankfully only a few moments later, the Soldier returned, looking at the stairs before turning to Gabrielle.
The unlikely duo made their way down the alley, tracking the Witch's trail. It led to a torn-open gate behind which a large abandoned office building stood.
She didn’t know what was happening and how, suddenly, she had been involved in something like that. Gabrielle knew how to defend herself, she also knew how to use firearms, at least the small ones, but she was not a soldier—she was not trained, she had no idea of that world in first person. The »
The Soldier steps past Gabrielle, looking down at the fresh trail of blood.
"That thing killed nine of my men. We barely had time to react."
They glance back at Gabrielle for a moment, silent.
The unlikely duo made their way down the alley, tracking the Witch's trail. It led to a torn-open gate behind which a large abandoned office building stood.
The Soldier steps past Gabrielle, looking down at the fresh trail of blood.
"That thing killed nine of my men. We barely had time to react."
They glance back at Gabrielle for a moment, silent.
For just a moment, she thought Leon might be the one who’d fired those shots. It wasn’t him, of course. Her ears were ringing from the unexpected roar of the bullets, but above all from the creature’s piercing screams. For a mere second she thought she would die right there—the next second, she »
The Soldier steps past Gabrielle, looking down at the fresh trail of blood.
"That thing killed nine of my men. We barely had time to react."
They glance back at Gabrielle for a moment, silent.
Seemingly unphased by the transformation the Witch charges at him still, until finally the two impact in a bloody brawl.
“𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚑- 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚝 .ᐟ .ᐟ“
✘ 𝙑𝙍𝙍𝙍.ᐟ
✘ It’s probably a sound she’s heard before from taking on other survivors.
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The sound of glass shattering echoes all throughout the street before Denji's own eardrums burst, deafening him.
As he recovers from the sudden shock and pain, he sees the Witch sprinting towards him without sound, claws outstretched.
Seemingly unphased by the transformation the Witch charges at him still, until finally the two impact in a bloody brawl.
The Witch's growling stops at Denji's words before her head tilts up, looking towards him with red eyes as her body begins trembling.
She inhales sharply before letting out an absolutely ear-bursting scream.
“𝚄𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔.“
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Said Devil clasped her hands against her head, face obscured from view. Blood from her claws smeared in her white hair as she repeatedly opened cuts on her own head.
The Witch's growling stops at Denji's words before her head tilts up, looking towards him with red eyes as her body begins trembling.
She inhales sharply before letting out an absolutely ear-bursting scream.
Said Devil clasped her hands against her head, face obscured from view. Blood from her claws smeared in her white hair as she repeatedly opened cuts on her own head.
Said Devil clasped her hands against her head, face obscured from view. Blood from her claws smeared in her white hair as she repeatedly opened cuts on her own head.
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an independent portrayal of 𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗜 from the 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗔𝗪 𝗠𝗔𝗡 series. multiverse and crossover friendly. seeking mains, serious and crack roleplay. He/Him. 🧡⠀⠀
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an independent portrayal of 𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗜 from the 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗔𝗪 𝗠𝗔𝗡 series. multiverse and crossover friendly. seeking mains, serious and crack roleplay. He/Him. 🧡⠀⠀
In the blink of an eye, that creature was upon her, about to… kill her? Gabrielle had panicked and, this time, let out a scream of terror hoping that someone would hear her and come to her rescue. She had her back to the monster, which made her feel even more uncertain and afraid. She began »
And her fearful sprint was soon ended as the puddle made her fall to the floor, winded from the sudden impact.
And her fearful sprint was soon ended as the puddle made her fall to the floor, winded from the sudden impact.
Her first thought was of Leon and the times they’d talked about his missions and the creatures he’d had to face. She’d never imagined she’d come across one herself, and so suddenly. Was it even a zombie? Could it be something else? Her confusion soared, but so did her fear.
A cry of terror »
The whispering comes to a silence as Gabrielle's presence seems to be detected.
Slowly, the claws lower from the woman's face, and red eyes lock onto Gabrielle's own.
"G...Grr...RRHHH..."
And her fearful sprint was soon ended as the puddle made her fall to the floor, winded from the sudden impact.
Pity the person she used to be.
Cringe in fear at her cries and hide.
Do whatever you wish, with...one exception...
#L4DRP #Left4DeadRP #MVRP #HorrorRP #RERP #ResidentEvilRP
Pity the person she used to be.
Cringe in fear at her cries and hide.
Do whatever you wish, with...one exception...
#L4DRP #Left4DeadRP #MVRP #HorrorRP #RERP #ResidentEvilRP
The whispering comes to a silence as Gabrielle's presence seems to be detected.
Slowly, the claws lower from the woman's face, and red eyes lock onto Gabrielle's own.
"G...Grr...RRHHH..."
What was found stole her breath and accelerated her pulse, as if her body already wanted to flee from there. The figure of the woman conveyed insecurity and fear, which increased when she realised the trail of blood that stained the ground and the bullet holes that decorated her skin. The sounds »
The trail of liquid she'd seen earlier led to this woman, and Gabrielle could now see it was clearly blood.
The whispering comes to a silence as Gabrielle's presence seems to be detected.
Slowly, the claws lower from the woman's face, and red eyes lock onto Gabrielle's own.
"G...Grr...RRHHH..."
She lacked the proper faculties to articulate what she wished to say to Tammy, having to settle for an odd growl. The intial shock of a friendly survivor, odd as she may be, had faded somewhat, replaced now by concern for the clearly troubled woman.
Her own warmth felt foreign to her- She always felt cold, both figuratively and literally, but lately it felt like she was regaining the bits of humanity that she had lost over the years.
But right now she felt the most calm she had in a long time. Ever since...
She couldn't remember that far back.
She lacked the proper faculties to articulate what she wished to say to Tammy, having to settle for an odd growl. The intial shock of a friendly survivor, odd as she may be, had faded somewhat, replaced now by concern for the clearly troubled woman.
But right now she felt the most calm she had in a long time. Ever since...
She couldn't remember that far back.
" Ha, yeah, I uh... " What was the best way to approach the story behind this? Many asked before her, but the answer was always... Morbid. But she could try, maybe fail, to explain it in a way that wasn't?
Long claws drum against the floor in a twitchy manner, leaving grooves in rotted wood. A few seconds pass before the Witch moves again.
But right now she felt the most calm she had in a long time. Ever since...
She couldn't remember that far back.
The trail of liquid she'd seen earlier led to this woman, and Gabrielle could now see it was clearly blood.
She felt that something was off. She had left the gun inside, so she wasn’t armed either. She should go back to the pub and ask one of her coworkers for help, but in turn she couldn’t move—she had seen the silhouette of the leg, now the crying couldn’t be heard and she was sure that there was »
The trail of liquid she'd seen earlier led to this woman, and Gabrielle could now see it was clearly blood.