Character AnD Creatures
BEN BLACK PAGE 13 UMBRELLA OPERATIVEs Umbrella employs a wide variety of people, all of which are needed to run a profitable and large-scale business. Some are as you’d expect to find in the office: Accountants, IT Support, Computer Technicians, while others are further from the norm, like their own regiment of trained soldiers.
BEN BLACK PAGE 14 HUNK. STRENGTH 4 DEXTERITY 4 CONSTITUTION 3 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 4 WILLPOWER 2
LIFEPOINTS 53 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 14 ENDURANCE 38
QUALITIES: HARD TO KILL +5 NERVES OF STEEL +3 CONTACTS (UMBRELLA) +2 FAST REACTIONS +2 UMBRELLA BIOHAZARD COUNTERMEASURE TRAINING +4 !DRAWBACKS: HUMOURLESS -1 ZEALOT -3 CRUEL -3 ! ! SKILLS: BRAWLING +3 ! CHEATING +2 ! CLIMBING +3 ! DEMOLITION +4 ! DODGE +3 ! FIRST AID +1 GUNS (PISTOL) +4 ! GUNS (SHOTGUN) +4 GUNS (MACHINE GUN) +4 NOTICE +3 ! SURVEILLANCE +2 ! THROWING (SPHERE) +3 ! TRAPS +2 ! ! TRACKING +2
GEAR: BLACK OPS GEAR KEVLAR JACKET - CLASS IV CLASS IV HELMET GAS MASK NIGHT VISION GOGGLES DESERT EAGLE 5.0 AE WITH 4 X 5.0 CLIPS (7 ROUNDS EACH) MP5 A3 9MM WITH 7 X 9MM CLIPS (30 ROUNDS EACH) BENELLI COMBAT SHOTGUN WITH 30 X 12 GAUGE SHELLS IN BANDOLIERS 4 X FRAG GRENADES AND 3 X SMOKE GRENADES CLIMBING/ RAPPELLING GEAR SMALL TOOL KIT SECURITY CLEARANCE FOR CLEANER OPERATION - LEVEL 3. BEN BLACK PAGE 15 PERSONALITY:
They call me Mr Death...
I forget my past. It means nothing to me any more. I once had a wife, possibly children, too. I probably lost them. I might have killed them myself, even. I don't know, I can't remember. It doesn't interest me whether I did or not, though. My past has happened, there's no going back to it. I have more important things to concentrate on than whether I got a fuck every night before I joined, or whether I had to change some kids shitty diaper.
... it follows me wherever I go.
My missions always had high casualty rates. Like when I lost my squad in Raccoon City to that mutant freak, or the catastrophe that was the infamous Rockfort Incident, that damn prison camp run by that cross dressing freak Ashford. Yeah, he thought no-one knew his dirty little secret, about how he used to dress up in his sisters' clothing and parade around the house like he ran the joint, but we did. The place had security cameras all hooked up via a relay station to Umbrella's HQ. Fucked up freak, he didn't have a shitting clue about it all.
But I always get the job done.
Failure is not an option.
Success, or Death. I pity the weak-minded fools that think they can stop me.
The mission is all...
I don't care about anything else. I have no dependants, no one to worry about at night when I sleep, no one who's opinion I have to pretend give a shit about... I probably did kill my wife. Probably strangled her as she slept, then unloaded a .50 into the face of my sleeping child... funny, that I don't care about this, isn't it?
...And it doesn't matter how I achieve my goal, as long as I do so as quickly and efficiently as I can.
They call me Mr Death, it follows me wherever I go.
QUOTE: "Squad 3, burn it all down, our target is inside. What? I don't give a fuck how many women and children are in there, burn it NOW before I have to hunt you down and blow your fucking face off..."
BEN BLACK PAGE 16 WESKER. STRENGTH 5 DEXTERITY 3 CONSTITUTION 4 INTELLIGENCE 1 PERCEPTION 4 WILLPOWER 3
LIFEPOINTS 61 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 14 ENDURANCE 41
QUALITIES: HARD TO KILL +5 ! ACUTE HEARING +2 ! ACUTE SMELL +2 ! ACUTE SIGHT +2 ! NERVES OF STEEL +3 ! FAST REACTIONS +2 ! STARS TRAINING +3 !DRAWBACKS: CRUEL -3 ! ADVERSARY (CHRIS REDFIELD) -3 ! ! SKILLS: BRAWLING +4 ! CHEATING +2 ! DEMOLITION +2 ! DODGE +4 ! ELECTRONIC SURVEILLANCE +2 ! GUNS (HANDGUN) +2 GUNS (SMG) +1 ! HAND WEAPON (KNIFE) +4 HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 NOTICE +2 ! RESEARCH & INVESTIGATION +5 ! SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +1 ! SCIENCE (BIOLOGY) +5 ! SCIENCE (GENETICS) +3 ! ACTING +2 ! SMOOTH TALKING +2 ! ! GEAR: STARS BLACK CAPTAINS VEST STARS BLACK JUMP SUIT SUNGLASSES BERETTA M92F AND 3 X 15 ROUND CLIPS (9 MM) HUNTING KNIFE AND COMBAT WEBBING 3 X MINI SURVEILLANCE CAMERAS LEVEL 0 TOTAL SECURITY CLEARANCE 4 X WHEELED SPECIMEN TANKS CONTAINING 1 HUNTER, 1 HUNTER GAMMA, 1 SWEEPER AND 1 CAMO HUNTER) BEN BLACK PAGE 17 PERSONALITY:
Redfield...
I hate that name. They ruined my life, they ruined my plans, destroyed my years of hard work and planning... the Arkley Labs, the Arctic Installation, first it was that bastard Chris, and then that bitch of a sister.
Redfields. Nothing but trouble.
Ahh, the Arkley Labs. My place of work, the birth place of the T-virus. and the place where I rightfully should have died. Skewered on the razor sharp claws of a still- maturing Tyrant, left for dead while the self-destruct ticked down, my last moments on the earth slowly ebbing away.
But I survived. Christ knows how, but I survived. Through my muddied memories I can recall stumbling from the Tyrant's cold body, it's heart and face pummelled by lead. My wounds burned and itched, the very stench of my seeping blood making my stomach growl with hunger, even though it had been pierced by the claws.. I can recall the power station, trying to alter the self-destruct sequence... was I stopping it or starting it? I can't remember.
But the Chimeras, they'd remember, or at least they would remember if they'd survived, and if they were intelligent enough to convey a message. They ripped at me with their scythe-like claws, trying to feed off me, stripping flesh from bone.
Then the light, and the heat...
And waking up in a lab, my itching wounds slowly re-knitting, burned skin slowly reforming. I was infected with the T-virus, my encounter with the Tyrant had seen to that. By right I should have been a zombie, trying to eat the faces off the surrounding doctors. But something was different.
My strength and senses were enhanced, I was a new man. The next step in human evolution, I could control and communicate with some of the more intelligent creatures, and I was offered the opportunity to work for a new power, an upcoming corporation that may prove to be competition for Umbrella.
I work for who I please, I have no side’. Whichever company offers more pay, I work for. I'm merely using them to meet my own agenda.
Wipe all Redfields off the face of the Earth...
QUOTE: “The Chimeras, the Brain Suckers and the Drain Demos, they're all from the same genus, and are all fucking rejects at best. The Tyrants are incredibly strong, but too uncontrollable, too wild and unstable once their programming is damaged. The Hunters, that's where the program should go. Betas, Gammas, Sweepers and the Camo species. All we need now is combine all their aspects into one, and I'll have something that would truly offer Redfield some competition...”
BEN BLACK PAGE 18 UMBRELLA SCIENTIST. STRENGTH 1 DEXTERITY 2 CONSTITUTION 2 INTELLIGENCE 4 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 2
LIFEPOINTS 22 ESSENCE 14 SPEED 8 ENDURANCE 20
QUALITIES: CONTACTS (UMBRELLA) +1 ! PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY +2 ! RESISTANCE (CHEMICALS) +2 ! RESOURCES +3 !DRAWBACKS: COVETOUS (AMBITIOUS) -2 ! COWARDLY -3 ! HUMOURLESS -1 ! ! SKILLS: BUREAUCRACY +2 ! COMPUTERS +3 ! DRIVING (CAR) +1 ! ENGINEER (BIOLOGICAL) +4 ! FIRST AID +1 ! HANDWEAPON (SCALPEL) +3 ! MEDICAL (SURGERY) +3 (+6) RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +3 ! SCIENCE (MICROBIOLOGY) +5 ! WRITING (FACTUAL) +2 ! ! GEAR: SUIT AND TIE WHITE LAB COAT !SET OF SCALPELS AND BONE SAWS (RANGING FROM D4-STR TO D4XSTR) MICROSCOPE GLASSES LEVEL FOUR SECURITY CLEARANCE KEY CARD LEATHER WALLET WITH 1000 EUROS AND A PLATINUM CARD PENCILS - HB, B AND H CLIPBOARD T-VIRUS SAMPLE (1 DOSE) T-VIRUS ANTIDOTE (4 DOSES) AUTO-INJECTOR
BEN BLACK PAGE 19 PERSONALITY:
My greatest honour has been working for Umbrella. I'm not a company "yes" man, I don't sit there on the board of directors nodding my head and grinning like an idiot, planning out how to spend my next bonus for brown-nosing. I work, and I work damn hard, always improving on what others say can't be improved. It was my idea to make an aquatic strain of the Hunters. Mine, all mine. It was perfect for the brief, until that bastard in Alpha-7 made the Lurker. Who cares if it’s not as expensive to create? It’s nowhere near as powerful as my babies!
I do my work for the good of myself. Whether I discover the cure for cancer or create the worlds most destructive bio-weapon, I want to be remembered. I want to be famous.
The money here's good, but it's not that good.
Once I get started on the new Tyrant Project, that's when the real money will come into play. And if not... Well, I know there’s some major companies out there would pay handsomely for a sample of the T-Virus. I just have to be careful, that’s all.
QUOTE: “It's not until 7.0378 seconds after the introduction of the solution that the enzymes take.... There! Did you see it? I did that. It was my idea.”
BEN BLACK PAGE 20 FEEDER/ HANDLER. STRENGTH 2 DEXTERITY 3 CONSTITUTION 1 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 2
LIFEPOINTS 22 ESSENCE 14 SPEED 12 ENDURANCE 23
QUALITIES: CHARISMA +2 ! SITUATIONAL AWARENESS +2 !DRAWBACKS: CRUEL -2 ! ! SKILLS: BRAWLING +1 ! DODGE +4 ! GUN (SPARKSHOT) +4 ! NOTICE +3 ! SMOOTH TALKING +3 ! VETERINARY MEDICINE +5 ! TRACKING +4 STEALTH +3 ! INSTRUMENT (MOUTH ORGAN) +3 ! ! GEAR: GREEN BLOODSTAINED FATIGUES CLIPBOARD MOUTH ORGAN SPARKSHOT AND 3 X POWER PACKS (25 SHOTS PER PACK) BUCKET OF OFFAL CHEWED BIRO LEVEL THREE SECURITY CLEARANCE KEY CARD GREEN CAP SUN GLASSES SNARE CLASS I ARMOURED VEST.
BEN BLACK PAGE 21 PERSONALITY:
I don't know who the fuck cooks up these things, but I'm telling you they are awesome. I mean, look at them, the hunters with their powerful and sleek muscles, the lickers with their immensely powerful tongue, the land worms with their speed, and the Tyrants... although I don't get to look after one of those, I've seen one in action, and they're unstoppable . They're all so deadly, so powerful, so natural... well, not natural, but they look like they could just easily slip into our ecosystem without a second glance. I mean, they find new species all the time in the rain forests and the depths of the sea...
Hunters, Chimeras, Drain Demos- I don't know who comes up with the names, either, but I don't care. I'm not paid to think about that, I'm paid to feed the specimens in the holding cells before they're released into the Complex. I don't know what it is I'm feeding them, and I don't care, as long as I don't end up in it. You work in a place like this, you hear a lot of things. I don't know anyone who works in the food processing department, so I can't get these rumours confirmed or denied, and even then, I wouldn't go snooping around looking for answers. They pay me to feed them, and feed them is what I do.
What? Yeah, the beasts get a little antsy, a little rowdy some times, but a few soothing words and a little blues from my "pipes" and they calm down a lot.
I've heard it takes more than music to calm down the Tyrants, though...
QUOTE: "Hey, calm down, take it easy, I'll feed you fellas just as soon as I find that bucket of mystery meat..."
BEN BLACK PAGE 22 UMBRELLA ADMIN. ASSISTANT. STRENGTH 2 DEXTERITY 3 CONSTITUTION 1 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 2 WILLPOWER 3
LIFEPOINTS 22 ESSENCE 14 SPEED 8 ENDURANCE 23
QUALITIES: ACUTE VISION +2 ! CHARISMA +1 ! RESOURCES +3 !DRAWBACKS: ADDICTION (HABITUAL SMOKING) -1 ! LAZY -2 ! ! SKILLS: BUREAUCRACY +5 ! COMPUTERS +5 ! DRIVING (CAR) +3 ! HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 ! NOTICE +2 ! WRITING (FACT) + 5 ! QUESTIONING +4 LANGUAGE (FRENCH) +2 ! LANGUAGE (GERMAN) +2 ! ! GEAR: NOTEPAD PARKER FOUNTAIN PEN AND 3 INK CARTRIDGES NEON BLUE HIGHLIGHTER ROUND RIMMED SPECTACLES STAPLER AND 500 X STAPLES G4 POWERBOOOK 3 BLANK CDS 2 CDS OF UMBRELLA FILES NAME PLAQUE 50,000 EUROS IN CASH. 20,000 EUROSWORTH OF JEWELLERY
BEN BLACK PAGE 23 PERSONALITY:
Umbrella hires only the best, and pays the best. That's why I'm here, because I'm the best at what I do.
Mind, what I do ain't as dangerous as the shit the rest of our guys do. I mean, you wouldn't catch me marching around the compound with a sub machine gun strapped around my waist, not with those rogue STARS wandering around free, and I certainly wouldn't feed those freaks in the holding cells. Not just because of what the are, but because I know what goes into the shit they're fed. I mean Christ, I order the damn crap in, I process the requisitions for the ingredients. Homeless people, stray animals, anything.
No, we make sure the a goes into the bank accounts at the right time, make sure the officials get the backhands the need, make sure anyone that goes missing stays missing. Plus I make sure our guys get paid on time. I wouldn’t want one of those guards open up with their shotgun in my office, or have one of the feeders release their favourite pet on me just because their last paycheque bounced.
Of course, ever now and then the occasional few thousand goes missing, but Umbrella can afford that, and they’ll never find out where it goes. Especially if it’s me conducting the investigation.
QUOTE: “Another 50 live test subjects? Human? Yeah, I can get those for you. Turnaround's about 5 working days, give or take.”
BEN BLACK PAGE 24 COMPUTER SPECIALIST. STRENGTH 1 DEXTERITY 3 CONSTITUTION 1 INTELLIGENCE 5 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 1
LIFEPOINTS 18 ESSENCE 14 SPEED 8 ENDURANCE 14
QUALITIES: ACUTE SIGHT +2 ! CONTACTS (UMBRELLA) +1 ! PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY +2 !DRAWBACKS: ADDICTION (CIGARETTES) -1 ! ! SKILLS: BUREAUCRACY +3 ! COMPUTER HACKING +5 ! COMPUTER PROGRAMMING +5 ! COMPUTER +5 ! RESEARCH +4 ! WRITING (TECHNICAL) +5 ! ! GEAR: JEANS T-SHIRT GREY LAB COAT 2 LAPTOPS SYSTEM DISCS PORTABLE DVD BURNER SECURITY LEVEL 2 KEYCARD HACKED UP TO LEVEL 4 PROGRAMMING BOOKS - C++ AND VISUAL BASIC MADE EASY WEEKLY SCHEDULE PLATINUM CARD WITH 25,000 LIMIT MULTI-JACK CABLES & CONNECTORS
BEN BLACK PAGE 25 PERSONALITY:
You spend your whole life working towards perfecting your trade, studying to be the best, learning what you need to get by in life, and employing what you have learned in a unique manner to get yourself noticed and get ahead in life. I can tell you all the blood, sweat and tears that go into progressing your career is well worth the hard work.
The money from Umbrella is amazing, especially for what you do. Write parts of programs, collate data - they don't give you a whole project to do, they split all the information between ten or fifteen people spread around the building. Paranoia, of course. Though, if you do a little rooting around you can dig up a fair bit of dirt.
Turns out my latest little program was for a heavy-duty computer-operated door lock, capable of withstanding the assault of five Neo-Tyrants. But that's not all I found. masses of gigabytes of genetic coding, building schematics, complex security protocol systems - at the minute they got a bunch of us working Red Queen II, after the catastrophic fuck up of the last failed attempt. Yeah, the programmers for that little project haven't been seen ever since they were given a little tour of the new food processing plants beneath the main building.
I even heard one of the Feeders talking the other day, said he found an amethyst ring in his bucket of slop one morning, it almost choked his favourite Beta. I got a look at it, and certainly looked like what the head programmer of Red Queen used to wear.
Lesson one for working for umbrella: Do your best, keep your nose clean, and don't get caught snooping around.
QUOTE: “The security’s really tight on this level, the doors too strong to knock down. If you’ve got a credit-card and a strip of foil on you, I can rustle up a keycard for you. If not, we’re dead...”
BEN BLACK PAGE 26 UMBRELLA SPECIAL OPS. STRENGTH 4 DEXTERITY 2 CONSTITUTION 3 INTELLIGENCE 1 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 1
LIFEPOINTS 53 ESSENCE 14 SPEED 10 ENDURANCE 32
QUALITIES: HARD TO KILL +5 NERVES OF STEEL +3 FAST REACTIONS +2 !DRAWBACKS: HUMOURLESS -1 HONOURABLE -3 ! ! SKILLS: BRAWLING +2 ! CHEATING +2 ! CLIMBING +3 ! DEMOLITION +2 ! DODGE +3 ! FIRST AID +3 GUNS (PISTOL) +3 GUNS (MACHINE GUN) +4 NOTICE +3 ! SURVEILLANCE +1 ! THROWING (SPHERE) +2 ! TRAPS +2
GEAR:BLACK OPS GEAR KEVLAR JACKET - CLASS IV CLASS IV HELMET GAS MASK NIGHT VISION GOGGLES BERETTA M92F AND 3 X 9 MM CLIPS (15 ROUNDS EACH) MP5 A3 9MM WITH 7 X 9MM CLIPS (30 ROUNDS EACH) 2 X FRAG GRENADES AND 1 X SMOKE GRENADES CLIMBING/ RAPPELLING GEAR SMALL TOOL KIT
BEN BLACK PAGE 27 PERSONALITY:
The Sarge is a complete psycho, no two shits about it. He doesn’t take any crap from anybody. Rumour has it that some young recruit gave him some lip once, and Sarge actually disarmed the kid, stripped him naked, then tossed him out into the Dome.
Man, that’s fuckin’ harsh. We’ve all heard the stories about that place, about the animals that’ve been released into it. The poor bastard wouldn’t even stand a chance against the smallest things in there, they’re all killers. And we sit out here protecting them. Who’s protecting us?
Yeah, he’s a mean bastard, the Sarge. They say he’s faced a lot of shit, they say he escaped Raccoon about an hour or so before it hit meltdown. They say he was at Rockfort, too, before that place went critical. They found him holed up in mansion on top of a hill, him and a few other troops, surrounded by dead monsters and workers. If you ask me, that’s a load of bullshit, circulated through the grunts to make ‘em shut up and respect the guy. And respect him you have to.
And now these Stars are coming, whoever the fuck they are. The Sarge says to shoot to kill, I’ll do that first, then ask questions later. He’s even thinking about unfreezing a few Cleaners. None of us are happy about working alongside the mummified stiffs, but what choice do I have?
I don’t want to find myself jaywalking in the fucked up ecosystem they got going on down there.
QUOTE: "Multiple targets holed up in building, awaiting instructions... Sarge, there’s unarmed women and children in there... Understood. Incinerators moving into place."
BEN BLACK PAGE 28 Ozwell SPENSER STRENGTH 1 DEXTERITY 0 CONSTITUTION 1 INTELLIGENCE 6 PERCEPTION 2 WILLPOWER 2
LIFEPOINTS 18 ESSENCE 14 SPEED N/A ENDURANCE 17
QUALITIES: ACUTE SIGHT +2 ! CONTACTS (UMBRELLA) +5 ! PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY +2 !DRAWBACKS: PARAPLEGIC -8 ! ! SKILLS: BUREAUCRACY +5 ! SCIENCE (BIOLOGY) +5 ! SCIENCE (CHEMISTRY) +5 ! SCIENCE (PHYSICS) +5 ! MEDICINE (SURGERY) +5 ! ! GEAR: BUSINESS SUIT RED TIE GLASSES WHEELCHAIR AND LIFE-SUPPORT LINKED UP TO COMPUTER MAINFRAME - ISOLATED FROM INTERNAL NETWORK TO PREVENT ILLEGAL HACKING OR TAMPERING. SECURITY CONSOLE. UMBRELLA MANAGER SECURITY CLEARANCE - ALL LEVELS AND DOORS. THE DOME SECURITY CODES AND PASSWORDS.
PERSONALITY:
I HAVE THE MEMORIES OF A HUNDRED YEARS, EACH ONE A PERFECT VISION OF CRYSTAL CLARITY.
MY LIFE HASN’T WENT ON FOR TOO LONG, MY BODY WAS JUST TOO WEAK TO LAST. WHILE MY BRAIN DEVELOPED AND GREW, TAKING IN ALL THAT I NEEDED TO KNOW TO CREATE MY ULTIMATE AIM, MY BODY STOPPED WORKING.
I’M TRAPPED, NOW, CONFINED TO THIS WRETCHED CHAIR, WHILE THE WORLD PASSES ME BY. BUT NOT FOR LONG. SOON MY SERUM WILL BE READY, MY DAY OF ACCESSION SHALL ARRIVE, AND I WILL SHOW THE PATHETIC BOARD OF DIRECTORS WHO IS IN CHARGE. THAT DAY IS NEARLY UPON ME.
QUOTE: “My mind is stronger than my body. Maybe I’ll be able to alter that someday soon...”
BEN BLACK PAGE 29 S.T.A.R.S. TEAM. The Special Tactics and Rescue Squad (S.T.A.R.S.) have a large number of talented agents working for them. Most are unknowingly controlled by Umbrella, however, their minds poisoned against their companions. A few have seen past that ploy, though, and strive to stop Umbrella while regaining the trust of their companions. These rogue S.T.A.R.S. have also picked up some unknowing civilians along the way, innocents dragged into the maelstrom of Umbrella’s underhanded research.
BEN BLACK PAGE 30 Barry Burton. STRENGTH 4 DEXTERITY 3 CONSTITUTION 3 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 4
LIFEPOINTS 50 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 12 ENDURANCE 38
QUALITIES: ACUTE SIGHT +2 ! CONTACT (S.T.A.R.S.) +4 ! HARD TO KILL +2 ! S.T.A.R.S. TRAINING +3 ! NERVES OF STEEL +3 ! SITUATIONAL AWARENESS +2 ! MARKSMAN +3 DRAWBACKS: DEPENDANTS (WIFE AND TWO DAUGHTERS) -3 ! HONOURABLE -2 ! OBSESSION (REGAINING OTHER EX-S.T.A.R.S. TRUST) -2 ! ADVERSARY (UMBRELLA CORPORATION) +4 SKILLS: AREA KNOWLEDGE (RACCOON CITY) +5 ! BRAWLING +3 ! CLIMBING +2 ! CRAFT (WEAPON SMITH)+2 - SPECIALITY (GUNSMITHING) +4 ! DODGE +1 ! FIRST AID +1 ! GUN (PISTOL) +3 - SPECIALITY (COLT PYTHON) +5 ! GUN (SUB,MACHINE GUN) +2 ! GUN (ASSAULT RIFLE) +4 ! GUN (SHOTGUN) +2 ! HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 ! INTIMIDATION +2 ! NOTICE +2 ! RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +2 ! STEALTH +1
GEAR: RED STARS TACTICAL VEST STARS CAMOUFLAGE UNIFORM AND BOOTS CIVILIAN CLOTHES COLT PYTHON, STARSMOD REMINGTON 870 SHOTGUN (STARS VERSION OF THE 870; WITH 5 ROUND SHELL HOLDER, POLYMER STOCK, STAINLESS FINISH, FLASHLIGHT IN STOCK) H&K MP5 CELL PHONE BEN BLACK PAGE 31 FLASHLIGHT SEVERAL GUN ID BOOKS GUN CARRYING CASE PORTABLE GUNSMITHING KIT (FOR MAKING MINOR REPAIRS/ADJUSTMENTS & AMMO) RCPD AND RACCOON CITY SHOOTING CLUB CARDS. CIVILIAN CAR JOURNAL
PERSONALITY: Really, I'm not one of those survivalist gun freaks that lives in the woods planning for the Apocalypse and reading NRA rags all day. Then again I'm not going deny that I like firearms, and proudly bear several at any time. Yeah, yeah, all my co-workers tell me that I'm overkill on wheels too. They say that we could never get into a situation where I'd be able to use every single gun that I'm carrying at one time. Well, they did say that; before they were slaughtered at the Spenser Mansion by those Umbrella creations. Damn them, and damn Wesker, damn them to hell for what they did. All I ever wanted to do was make a difference in the place that I lived. I joined the RCPD to help keep the streets safe for the kind, honest, and good people like my wife and two daughters. I did my bit as a patrolman in the lower ranks of the RCPD, but I always hoped that I'd be able to do something more than catch petty crooks and deadbeat dads. I mean sure, those are both important and useful parts of the glue that holds this society together, but it just wasn't for me, I wanted something more substantial. So when STARS was formed several years ago I jumped at the chance to join the RCPD branch. Luckily for me they were in desperate need of officers with a larger than normal knowledge of firearms of all kinds. Just my luck I had been a member of the Raccoon City Shooting Club for over ten years, a Soldier of Fortune subscriber for eight, and had several buddies in the military who were able to sneak me onto the base and try things out more than once. Needless to say I was not only hired, but I was consulted quite a few times on what to outfit the RCPD STARS unit with both weapons and equipment wise. If only we had had a few of our SMG's and assault rifles at the Spenser Estate... things might have turned out much different, and there would be a few more of us to fight Umbrella now. But, we have to make do with who we have, fight back against those bastards anyway we can, hopefully gathering support as we go. Chris, he was Alpha Teams marksman, seems to think that we should go to the Umbrella HQ in Europe. I dunno about it myself, but I admit it would be a good way to gather physical intel, although I hate to leave the country now knowing how Jill and Rebecca are doing. I worry about those two, they're like daughters to me, older gun toting daughters, but daughters just the same. Still I guess going to Umbrella's base of operations is a good idea... I just hope we make it back in one piece to use that Intel. Besides, I have to make it up to the friends I have left in STARS. I almost got us all killed by Wesker back at the Umbrella lab, and I can't ever let that happen again. I felt like I had stabbed them all in the back myself, and I had let my wife and kids down by letting threats against them cloud my thoughts. I know they would expect better form me than that. I've got to stay focused...
QUOTE: “Let's go guys, I'll lead, just in case those bastards laid a trap for us. God, I hope Molly and the kids are ok!”
BEN BLACK PAGE 32 CHRIS REDFIELD. STRENGTH 3 DEXTERITY 4 CONSTITUTION 2 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 4 WILLPOWER 4 LIFEPOINTS 39 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 14 ENDURANCE 29
QUALITIES: ACUTE SIGHT +2 CONTACT (S.T.A.R.S.) +3 FAST REACTION TIME +2 S.T.A.R.S. TRAINING +3 HARD TO KILL +3 NERVES OF STEEL +S RESISTANCE (FATIGUE) +2 ! ! DRAWBACKS: HONOURABLE -1 ADDICTION (HABITUAL SMOKING) -1 !SKILLS: AREA KNOWLEDGE (RACCOON CITY) +4 ! BRAWLING +3 ! CLIMBING +2 ! DODGE +2 ! ESPIONAGE/ PARAMILITARY (SECURITY) +1 ! SPECIALITY (BASE & INSTALLATION SECURITY) +3 ! GUNS (PISTOL) +2 SPECIALITY (BERRETA M92F) +4 ! GUN (RIFLE) +3 ! GUNS (SMG) +1 ! GUNS (ASSAULT RIFLE) +3 ! HAND WEAPON (KNIFE) +2 ! HUMANITIES (LAW) +4 ! HAGGLING +2 ! NOTICE +3 ! RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +3 ! SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +1 ! STEALTH +1 ! ! GEAR: GREEN STARS MARKSMAN'S TACTICAL VEST STARS CAMOUFLAGE UNIFORM AND BOOTS CIVILIAN CLOTHES AIR FORCE PILOTS SURVIVAL KNIFE (D4[2] X STR +2) BERRETA M92F STARS MOD PISTOL & 2 X 15 ROUND CLIPS (9MM) STARSMOD SF-16 RIFLE (DOUBLE 30 ROUND CLIP, SLING & 4 X SCOPE) CELL PHONE BEN BLACK PAGE 33 WALKIE TALKIE UNMARKED POLICE CAR GUN CARRYING CASE FLASHLIGHT POCKET WINDAGE METER/ RANGE FINDER.
PERSONALITY: Looking back on it being a cop wasn't so bad. Hell, it sure beat drifting, that's for sure, although all I did at the time was bitch and moan about my talents being wasted. Now I only wish I could have those days back. It was a pretty decent life, especially compared to wandering around after getting kicked out of the Air Force. Yup good old Chris Redfield didn't have what it took to be a good soldier, too insubordinate they said. I liked to think I was simply more creative than they liked one of their robots to be. Hell no I wasn't a fly-boy, not everybody wants to be or even can be a Top Gun after all, somebody's got to look after the plans, do the paperwork, and so on. Me? Nope wrong again, I was with the Security Police: "We protect the lazy and the best from the crazy and the rest.". We were in charge of making sure the air base perimeter was secure, keeping crazies and saboteurs out; basically carrying a gun and looking mean ass, know what I mean? Anyhow, I got kicked out, did a bit of travelling before Barry, STAR's resident gun nut, came across me in Colorado and offered me a job in Raccoon's blossoming STARS detachment. At first I didn't like it so much; the academy seemed just like the Air Force with way too many training exercises, not enough room for a free thinker. I thought I'd have to up roots again and shove off to somewhere else. Luckily though, I got through training without too many run ins with my instructors, and I was on to duty with STARS. Good thing for me STARS was about the most unstructured part of the whole RCPD, and I fit right in with the rest of the ragtag mix of everybody from ex-CIA agents to the medic who was practically fresh outta college. Before long I had even settled down, got an apartment, and had even been promoted to first marksmen on STARS Alpha Team. Life was going well for me and my new-found friends, that is until we went on the Spenser Mission Massacre. After most of the team was wiped out and the rest of us were put on probation by that bastard Chief Irons I had had enough. I'd been wandering my whole life, and I couldn't take this lying down. Especially not in memory of those who died in that awful place. Now we're taking the fight to Umbrella, and their going to pay. They killed my friends, and destroyed the place that I was beginning to call home and make a life for myself. Now me and the other STARS our seen as outlaws and killers, we can't let Umbrella tarnish our good names, we can't let them keep doing what they have been. We'll show the world what they're really up to
QUOTE: “I'd give anything to be a cop again...”
BEN BLACK PAGE 34 JILL VALENTINE. STRENGTH 2 DEXTERITY 5 CONSTITUTION 3 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 4 WILLPOWER 3 LIFEPOINTS 36 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 10 ENDURANCE 29
QUALITIES: ATTRACTIVENESS +2 ! CONTACT (S.T.A.R.S.) +3 ! HARD TO KILL +2 ! MARKSMAN +3 ! SITUATIONAL AWARENESS +2 ! S.T.A.R.S. TRAINING +3 ! ! DRAWBACKS: ADVERSARY (UMBRELLA CORP.) +4 ! ! SKILLS: AREA KNOWLEDGE (RACOON CITY)+4 ! BRAWLING +1 ! CLIMB +3 ! DODGE +3 ! ESPIONAGE (FORGERY) +2 ! ESPIONAGE (SECURITY) +2 ! - SPECIALITY (INTRUSION/ COUNTER INTRUSION) +4 ! GUN (HANDGUN) +3 ! - SPECIALITY (BERETTA M92) +5 ! GUN (SUBMACHINE GUN) +2 ! GUN (ASSAULT RIFLE) +1 ! HAGGLING +1 ! HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 ! NOTICE +2 ! PICKLOCK +4 ! RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +2 ! SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +1 ! SURVEILLANCE +3 ! STEALTH +3 ! ! GEAR: BLUE S.T.A.R.S. TACTICAL VEST (INTRUSION MODEL) S.T.A.R.S. UNIFORM & BOOTS RAPPELLING GEAR CIVILIAN CLOTHES BERETTA M92 S.T.A.R.S. MODEL & 2 x 15 ROUND CLIPS (9MM) MP5 WITH FLASHLIGHT & LASER TARGETER & 2 x 30 ROUND CLIPS (9MM) POCKET LOCK PICKING KIT LOCK PICK GUN BEN BLACK PAGE 35 BREAKING AND ENTERING TOOLS (GLASS CUTTERS, ELECTRONICS KIT, MIRROR, FLASHLIGHT ETC.)
PERSONALITY: "Master of unlocking", hah! I love Barry Burton to death, don't get me wrong, but back when I was plying my trade on some of the richest families of Raccoon City, I was the master of a whole hell of a lot more than unlocking doors. In addition to being an expert of getting into locked places there was no security system I couldn't fake out, no house, condo, apartment, warehouse, or store that I couldn't get into. And I was fast too; I could get into a house and have taken nearly $5,000 worth of valuables within the first thirty seconds. None of that really matters now though. I left that life behind at the behest of my father, a man who was an even better cat burglar than I was. Of course he almost did a flip when, after telling me to please turn over a new leaf for his piece of mind, I had run off and joined the police. Not like the STARS were ever normal cops, but nonetheless he was a little less than happy to see me join the "enemy". Still even if I had stayed a thief Raccoon isn't even there to plunder anymore. And if it were, you wouldn't catch me trying to earn a living there. Oh god they're all dead. Everyone from the children I used to see riding their bikes down the cities quiet streets, to the huffy business types who shoved past you down town. They're all dead, and nothing will ever change what happened to them. I can't help but feel guilty for their deaths. We were supposed to be there to help them, and STARS couldn't even hold our own at the Spenser Mansion. We failed ourselves that day, and ultimately we failed the people we swore to serve an protect. We tried our best though, those of us who were left. We tried to warn the city officials, but Umbrella stymied us all the way, God knows why. We tried and tried, but even our best, done from the safety of our own department, wasn't enough. We have to strike back, any STARS who are left, have to strike back and bring Umbrella down. Me, I don't care about Umbrella, I care about avenging those innocent children, the pushy business men, the officers and fellow STARS who fell trying to stop the outbreak. It's only a matter of time before we get them. I'll make sure of that.
QUOTE: “I can see their faces, their little innocent faces. Oh god, what did they do to deserve what happened there? “
BEN BLACK PAGE 36 REBECCA CHAMBERS.
STRENGTH 2 DEXTERITY 2 CONSTITUTION 2 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 2 LIFEPOINTS 36 ESSENCE 14 SPEED 16 ENDURANCE 29
QUALITIES: CONTACT (S.T.A.R.S.) +2 ! S.T.A.R.S. TRAINING +3 ! HARD TO KILL +2 ! ! DRAWBACKS: ADVERSARY (UMBRELLA CORPORATION) +4 ! ! SKILLS: AREA KNOWLEDGE (RACCOON CITY) +3 ! BRAWLING +1 ! COMPUTERS +2 ! FIRST AID +3 - SPECIALITY (TRAUMA FIRST AID)+5 ! GUN (PISTOL) - SPECIALITY (BERETTA M92F) +3 ! GUN (SUBMACHINE GUN) +1 ! HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 ! MEDICINE +2 ! NOTICE +2 ! QUESTIONING +2 ! RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +1 ! SCIENCE (BIOLOGY) +3 ! SCIENCE (CHEMISTRY) +2 ! SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +2 ! STEALTH +2 ! ! GEAR: WHITE S.T.A.R.S. TACTICAL VEST (MEDICS MODEL) STARS GREEN UNIFORM AND BOOTS TASER BERETTA M92 PISTOL S.T.A.R.S. MODEL AND 4 X 15 ROUND 9MM CLIPS (2 LOADED WITH HOLLOW POINTS) MEDICAL BACKPACK MEDICAL SIDE BAG WALKIE TALKIE
BEN BLACK PAGE 37 PERSONALITY: I came to STARS to save lives, not be chased by genetically impossible monsters and crazed corporate back stabbers! If I had known that there would have been so much excitement after I joined STARS, I would have just got a residency at Raccoon General like a normal medical student fresh out of college would have. But, me being me, I just could resist that immediate opening for front line duty in the world of law enforcement for qualified medical personnel that stars was offering. Then again I would be dead now if I had got a job at General, although to hear some of the others talk about our situation now it seems like we're dead already. I can't help but agree with them somewhat, but at the same time, I know I have to fight those defeatist feelings, or else our fates are already sealed. It's hard not to think about all those people out there who are against us. Corrupt STARS, hard to believe but they are out there, Umbrella hit men, and the companies very own creatures of the night, all ready to rip us to shreds to hide their dirty little secrets. Sometimes it gets so overwhelming just thinking about how death and violence awaits us all around every turn. I've got an oath to uphold though, and should one of my fellow team-mates fall during our journey, I will stop for them, and I will do my best to save them. As for myself, I pretty much blew my whole wad of ammo before I even got to the Spenser Mansion, and then I made it through that with nothing more than a can of mace. I don't want any one to have to worry about me, so I try to make it clear that can take care of myself. We've all got enough problems without some snot nose like me getting in trouble QUOTE: “Why do I always feel like I'm in over my head?”
BEN BLACK PAGE 38 LEON KENNEDY.
STRENGTH 3 DEXTERITY 3 CONSTITUTION 4 INTELLIGENCE 2 PERCEPTION 4 WILLPOWER 4 LIFEPOINTS 47 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 16 ENDURANCE 29
QUALITIES: CONTACT (POLICE) +3 ! CONTACT (S.T.A.R.S.) +1 ! HARD TO KILL +3 ! NERVES OF STEEL +3 ! SITUATIONAL AWARENESS +2 ! RESISTANCE (PAIN) +3 ! ! DRAWBACKS: ADVERSARY (UMBRELLA CORPORATION) -4 ! ! SKILLS: AREA KNOWLEDGE (RACCOON CITY) +2 ! BRAWLING +2 ! CLIMBING +1 ! COMPUTERS +2 ! DODGE +3 ! FIRST AID +2 ! GUN (PISTOL) +3 - SPECIALITY (VP70) +4 ! GUN (SHOTGUN) +1 ! HANDWEAPON (CLUB) +2 ! HUMANITIES (LAW) +3 ! INTIMIDATION +1 ! NOTICE +2 ! RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +3 ! RUNNING (SPRINT) +2 ! SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +1 ! SURVEILLANCE +3 ! STEALTH +1 ! ! GEAR: BLUE RCPD UNIFORM AND BOOTS THIGH HOLSTER POLICEMAN'S PATROL BELT CIVILIAN CLOTHES H&K VP70 PISTOL AND 2 X 17 ROUND 9MM EXTRA CLIPS (1 NORMAL, 1 HOLLOW POINT) BENELLI M3 SHOTGUN AND 12 SHOT SHELLS POLICE NIGHT-STICK JEEP BEN BLACK PAGE 39 RCPD BADGE HANDCUFFS FLASHLIGHT WALKIE TALKIE
PERSONALITY: I was just another new recruit, fresh outta the Academy and still wondering what my first day on the job would be like when the disaster in Raccoon happened. I was in my Jeep when I saw the first of them. I was imagining my first actions as a cop in Raccoon would be handing out parking tickets and chasing down speeders, not running for my life. But there they were clear as the stench surrounding them... Zombies or whatever name you want to give them, there to ruin my day, my career and my life. Things went downhill quick after I got separated from my Jeep. I met a girl named Claire but we both got lost when a trucker lost control of his tanker and ploughed right into the police car we had got a hold of. After that it was like nothing you could ever imagine... No I won't tell you about it! I can't believe Umbrella is behind this. I never would of thought that a nation, let alone a company could get away with wiping out a whole city to destroy its mistakes. Then again I never thought I'd survive Raccoon. Of course I almost didn't, several times. I was shot, bitten, stabbed, and almost swallowed whole more than once, and I spilt my fair share of my blood that day. I guess I'm a tougher sucker than I gave myself credit for in the Academy; they'll start to call me "Rolex" Kennedy before too long at this rate. Not like it's bad to be able to take some knocks and still be standing. Still, I don't feel prepared for what the others, the STARS team and their friends, are ready to do. I was never trained to be a spy. I always just wanted to be a cop for the last five years, not some James Bond take down the big bad evil mastermind type. I would have been happy busting drug dealers and perverts, not messing around with some multinational with nightmare monsters up its sleeves. But I'm a survivor of Raccoon. God must have wanted me to stick around on this planet for some reason, and I figure it's to rise above my old aspirations. I mean, it's a whole new ball game now, and I couldn't even go back to my old life if I wanted to. I have no doubt Umbrella would kill me just to make sure I stayed quiet, even if I promised never to say anything. Hell, they blew up a city full of people to cover their mistake, what would one more rookie cop be to them? So for now I guess I follow David Trapp's lead. He seems like a good guy, and he'll look after us all until I get a clearer picture of just what the hell my part in this whole mess is. Hopefully, I can do some good out there... if my luck and guts don't run out first...
QUOTE: “I wasn't trained for this...”
BEN BLACK PAGE 40 CLAIRE REDFIELD
STRENGTH 2 DEXTERITY 4 CONSTITUTION 4 INTELLIGENCE 4 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 3 LIFEPOINTS 40 ESSENCE 27 SPEED 14 ENDURANCE 20
QUALITIES: ATTRACTIVENESS +1 ! FAST REACTION +2 ! HARD TO KILL +2 ! SITUATIONAL AWARENESS +2 ! ! DRAWBACKS: ADVERSARY (UMBRELLA) -4 ! ! SKILLS: DRIVING (BIKE) +3 ! ACROBATICS +2 (4) ! BRAWLING +1 ! COMPUTERS +3 ! GUNS (HANDGUNS) +3 ! GUNS (GRENADE LAUNCHER) +2 ! GUNS (SMG) +2 ! GUNS (RIFLE) +2 ! LOCK PICKING +1 ! NOTICE +2 ! RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +3 ! STREETWISE +3 ! WRITING (FACTUAL) +3 ! HANDWEAPON (KNIFE) +1 ! SMOOTH TALKING +2 ! ! GEAR: JEANS SPORTS TOP BOOTS "MADE IN HEAVEN" DENIM JACKET M93R BERETTA AND 2 X 18 ROUND MAGAZINES (9MM) LOCK PICK STARTERS KIT CROSSBOW PISTOL AND 40 X CROSS-BOLTS (NORMAL) BEAT UP HARLEY OLD CRASH HELMET PICTURE OF SHERRY BIRKIN CELL PHONE 12 INCH COMBAT BLADE
BEN BLACK PAGE 41 PERSONALITY: Ever since our parents died, Chris has been more than just a brother to me. He was my guardian. He guided me through the Hell of puberty and kept me on the rails, even though he tended to stray from the beaten track himself every now and then. I'd always respected him, even when he got kicked out the Air Force for insubordination. We never used to fight, like other brothers and sisters did. We were siblings and friends. There was a twelve hour drive between the two of us, but that didn't stop us from phoning each other every week, we'd take turns in phoning. And then, about a week after that Spenser Mansion that thing that was in the news, he stopped calling. I heard nothing from him. No calls, no letters, he even stopped my weekly allowance. So I got worried about my big oaf, and went to Raccoon and tried to find him. I checked all the usual haunts. His apartment was empty, it looked like it'd been ransacked. But then, it always looked like that. So I checked the 24 hour diner round the corner on the block where we used to get those double cheese burgers at half one in the morning. I didn't find him. I found zombies, mutants, a rookie cop fresh out the academy, and a little girl. We got the Hell out of there 24 hours before the place went up in a missile storm. Project Bacillus? Umbrella's feeble attempt at covering up their pets after they bit them in the ass. After that, after the events at the Planet, I was on my way to finally meet Chris in Europe. The first thing I find out when I get there, is those bastards have already caught Chris, and are pinning the whole Raccoon incident on him. I didn't think about what to do, I just dived in. I try to forget what happened there. After being caught, and left to rot to un-death on Rockforte Island, then the Arctic, and then Steve... That's why I'm still fighting. Not just because Umbrella ruined my life, or Chris' life, but because it's more than just our life Umbrella's fucking with,. They're caused enough death and destruction now, they've had their fun, now it's time to end it all.
QUOTE: “I've got an essay that should have been handed in three months ago... Well, there goes my degree...”
BEN BLACK PAGE 42 CARLOS OLIVERA
STRENGTH 4 DEXTERITY 2 CONSTITUTION 4 INTELLIGENCE 4 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 3 LIFEPOINTS 51 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 12 ENDURANCE 35
QUALITIES: CHARISMA +2 ! CONTACTS (UMBRELLA INSIDER) +2 ! FAST REACTION +2 ! HARD TO KILL +3 ! SITUATIONAL AWARENESS +3 ! NERVES OF STEEL +3 ! ! DRAWBACKS: ADVERSARY (UMBRELLA) -4 ! ! SKILLS: BRAWLING +3 ! DODGE +2 ! FIRST AID +2 ! GUNS (HANDGUNS) +3 ! GUNS (ASSAULT RIFLE) +4 ! GUNS (SHOTGUN) +2 ! HANDWEAPON (KNIFE) +3 ! LANGUAGE (ENGLISH) +4 (MOTHER TONGUE - SPANISH) ! NOTICE +3 ! PILOT (HELICOPTER) +3 ! STEALTH +2 ! TRACKING +2 ! TRAPS +2 ! ! GEAR: MACHETE CIVILIAN CLOTHING COLT M4 CARBINE AND 7 X 30 ROUND CLIPS (5.56 MM) GREEN MUSCLE SHIRT OLIVE COMBAT VEST CAMO TROUSERS H&K USP AND 3 X 10 ROUND CLIPS (.40 S&W ROUNDS) BOOTS LEATHER CLOTHING WALLET UMBRELLA ID CARD - LEVEL 0 SECURITY CLEARANCE
BEN BLACK PAGE 43 PERSONALITY: The UBCS changed my life. Ever since I was a kid, since I was about twelve, I've been fighting something. Gangs, lumberjack crews, drug barons, I've fought them all. Or at least I thought I'd fought them all, until I was dropped into Raccoon city. Christ, I can't remember what they told us we were going in to fight, but it definitely wasn't zombies and mutants. I've always been a mercenary, fighting for the player who I think is on the right side, and who's paying me more. I figured joining UBCS was just like signing up for a different player. Yeah, Umbrella did some good shit for me. They took me out the jungles, they paid me good money, and dumped me into the urban jungle. An environment I thought i'd be able to adapt to. An environment I did adapt to. It was the enemies I couldn't adapt to. Biological freaks, creatures and super-soldiers they wanted to test us out on. It wasn't their fighting skills that got us, though, it was their sheer number. God damn gringos. A town full of the bastards, it was fucking batshit, man! Raccoon was dead before it even got wiped off the map. I would've been dead, too, if it hadn't been for Jill Valentine and her friend Barry. I'm with them, now, on their team. I've been branded a rebel, but I have been since I was twelve. I feel like I owe these guys something, and I know for sure they're fighting for the right side. The only thing that's missing from the olden days is the pay. But now we're going after the big game, and this time it ain't a Hunter, or even one of those freaky Tyrants Umbrella love to put out after us... This time we're going after Umbrella itself...
QUOTE: “Matre dia... What is that thing?”
BEN BLACK PAGE 44 DAVID TRAPP STRENGTH 2 DEXTERITY 3 CONSTITUTION 3 INTELLIGENCE 4 PERCEPTION 4 WILLPOWER 4 LIFEPOINTS 33 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 12 ENDURANCE 32
QUALITIES: CHARISMA +3 CONTACT (STARS)+3 CONTACTS (BRITISH POLICE) +3 HARD TO KILL +1 NERVES OF STEEL +3 STARS TRAINING +3
DRAWBACKS: HONOURABLE -1
SKILLS: AREA KNOWLEDGE (EXETER, MAINE) +3 BRAWLING +1 DODGE +2 DRIVE (CAR) +2 ELECTRONICS +3 ELECTRONIC SURVEILLANCE +1 ESPIONAGE/PARAMILITARY (COUNTERINTELLIGENCE) +4 ESPIONAGE/PARAMILITARY (INTELLIGENCE ANALYSIS) +4 GUN (PISTOL) +2 GUN (SMG) +2 HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 NOTICE +3 QUESTIONING +3 RESEARCH/INVESTIGATION +3 SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +1 SURVEILLANCE +3 STEALTH +3 TRACKING +2
GEAR: BLACK STARS TACTICAL VEST (TEAM LEADERS MODEL) STARS CAMOUFLAGE UNIFORM AND BOOTS CIVILIAN CLOTHES SUNGLASSES BACKPACK BERETTA M92 PISTOL (STARS MODEL) STARSMOD H&K MP5 (WITH REFLEX SIGHT, AN IMPROVED FLASH SUPPRESSOR). TACTICAL RADIO
BEN BLACK PAGE 45 BINOCULARS STARS ID REPAINTED STARS CRUISER WITH POLICE SCANNER.
PERSONALITY: "I swear on my life that Umbrella will be the death of everyone on this planet. Heh yes, I'm quite aware of the fact that that is Umbrellas point, thank you. The thing is, although I don't mention it in front of the others, several virology specialists that have had the stuff to come to our aid have told me that if another incident like Raccoon happened we would be damn lucky to have such a "small" outbreak. In other words we will be up a creek, you might say, if someone doesn't send Umbrella packing right quick. Since Umbrella has happily and recklessly both circumvented the usual channels, and increased the tempo of its operation in the past few months, and its only a matter of time before they screw up at a Raccoon level again. Frankly, it's all about who can out plan the other one in the end. Umbrella is big, and its hands are far reaching, but us rogues are much smaller and much more mobile than Umbrella. We can move faster, we're less structured and ultimately its easier for us to strike than it is Umbrella. Granted when they do strike it's hard and ugly, but I have every confidence that those of us opposed to them can win the battle if we simply plan it out right. We can come out on top, it's just a matter of having not only more guts than ones enemy, but a better thought out plan, as well."
Quote "We've got to stick to our plans. We can beat Umbrella."
BEN BLACK PAGE 46 S.T.A.R.S. SNIPER. STRENGTH 3 DEXTERITY 4 CONSTITUTION 2 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 5 WILLPOWER 3 LIFEPOINTS 43 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 12 ENDURANCE 32
QUALITIES: ACUTE SIGHT +2 ! HARD TO KILL +3 ! FAST REACTIONS +2 ! NERVES OF STEEL +3 ! RESISTANCE (FATIGUE) +2 ! SITUATIONAL AWARENESS +2 ! STARS TRAINING +3 ! ! DRAWBACKS: ADDICTION (CIGARETTES) -2 ! ! SKILLS: BRAWLING +3 ! CLIMBING +3 ! DRIVING (VAN) +2 ! ELECTRONIC SURVEILLANCE +3 ! GUNS (RIFLE) +5 ! GUNS (HANDGUN) +2 ! GUNS (SMG) +1 HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 ! NOTICE +4 RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +1 SCIENCES (FORENSICS) +1 ! STEALTH +5 ! SURVEILLANCE +3 ! TRACKING +3 ! TRAPS +2 ! INTIMIDATION +1 ! ! GEAR: STARSMOD SF-16 WITH 8 X SCOPE, INTERCHANGEABLE NIGHT VISION SCOPE AND BIPOD 2 X 30 ROUND 5.56 MAGAZINES BERETTA M93R AND 2 X 18 ROUND 9MM MAGAZINES CIVILIAN CLOTHING OLD BLUE FORD TRANSIT VAN CELL PHONE FLASHLIGHT STARS BLACK-OPS COMBAT UNIFORM BLACK CAP BEN BLACK PAGE 47 PACK OF 20 MARLBORO LIGHTS RCPD GOLD PETROL LIGHTER GUNMIC & LISTENING EQUIPMENT BINOCULARS
PERSONALITY: I didn't always want to be a sniper. I just kinda fell into the role. I started off as a standard trainee for STARS, breaking and entering operations, swoops and surveillance, the normal shit. That's when the instructor picked up my special talent. I mean Jesus, who says they want to be a sniper when they leave school? And how many actually achieve their goal? Man, Sniper Training was intense. All speciality training is, I guess, but snipers have got it tougher. In Demolitions they just teach you to cut the blue wire. Or not cut the blue wire. But sniper school sees you sitting in the pissing rain for hours at a time until a cardboard terrorist popped it's head up from behind a brick wall. I couldn't tell you how many colds I've had, man. Still, at least they didn't make me do any of that William Tell bullshit. But look at me now... from a cop, to special ops, to trained marksman, to this... a God damn wanted man, chasing genetic fuck-ups across the world. Where'd it all go wrong, man? As long as I got my rifle, though, we'll be all right.
QUOTE: “Target is clear, 800 yards, I've got a clean shot at his head... Sweet fucking christ, what's he eating???”
BEN BLACK PAGE 48 S.T.A.R.S. DEMOLITION. STRENGTH 3 DEXTERITY 4 CONSTITUTION 4 INTELLIGENCE 4 PERCEPTION 3 WILLPOWER 2 LIFEPOINTS 50 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 16 ENDURANCE 32
QUALITIES: HARD TO KILL +4 ! SITUATIONAL AWARENESS +2 ! NERVES OF STEEL +3 ! STARS TRAINING +3 ! ! DRAWBACKS: ADDICTION (DRINK) -1 ! ATTRACTIVE -1 ! ! SKILLS: BRAWLING +4 ! DEMOLITIONS +4 ! ENGINEERING (ARCHITECTURE) +3 ! ENGINEERING (CONSTRUCTION) +4 ! GUNS (HANDGUN) +2 ! GUNS (SMG) +1 HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 ! MECHANIC +3 NOTICE +2 RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +4 ! STEALTH +1 ! SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +1 ! SCIENCE (PHYSICS) +4 ! SCIENCE (MATHS) +4 ! THROWING (SPHERE) +3 ! ! GEAR: GREY STARS DEMOLITIONS VEST AND CLASS III HELMET GREY STARS JUMP-SUIT DESERT EAGLE .50 AE AND 2 X 7 ROUND .50 AE MAGAZINES PLASTIQUE - 20 POUNDS SATCHEL OF WIRES, CHARGES AND TIMERS 6 X DEFENSIVE GRENADES 2 X OFFENSIVE GRENADES 3 X SMOKE GRENADES COMBAT WEBBING PRELIMINARY SCHEMATICS OF VARIOUS UMBRELLA BUILDINGS BOMB DIFFUSER KIT CELL PHONE CIVILIAN CLOTHING BEN BLACK PAGE 49 PERSONALITY: Don't listen to a fuckin' word those bastard snipers tell ya. Their job ain't tough. it don't take much to sit perfectly still in all weather, just watchin' some guy you gotta snuff. Shit, my gran sits perfectly motionless on the porch sixteen hours a day, watchin' the neighbours: don' see her gettin' no medals or commendations. Yeah, snipers got their beef with us, an' we got beef with the snipers. At the end of the day, though, we wouldn't go in if we didn't have the eyes in the sky to back us up, or the masses of grunts that provides us with cover. But they give ya all this huffin an' a puffin about how tough their jobs are, knowing your weapons and plannin' out the tactics, markin' ya target an' makin' the rules of the game. It's all crap. Fuckin' bullshit, man. Man, I gotta tell ya, demolitions is the job for the thinkin' soldier. Ya gotta know it all and plan ahead, gotta know ya physics an' ya maths, work out all the angles the thing can possibly fall down at, an' then know how whatever works so it can be took down efficiently, with the right amount of blastin' crap, an' not crush ya backup. So on top of all the sciences, ya gotta have a good understandin' of architecture an' construction techniques, along with mechanics. Ya get taught about how things work, an' it gives ya a better understandin' about how quickly an' efficiently ya can tear it apart with a little bit o' Charlie-Four! An' man, ya always remember ya first live explosive run. See this scar? It's ain't pretty, but it's ma first trial run. Show me a demolitionist who don't have a scar or a missin' finger, and I'll show ya a God-damn lyin', no good bastard of a sniper...
QUOTE: “Charges set in place, let's blow this fucker sky high! What d'yu mean, are the calculations right? They're God-damn perfect... Shit, wait a minute, I didn't carry the four!”
BEN BLACK PAGE 50 S.T.A.R.S. CHEMIST. STRENGTH 2 DEXTERITY 3 CONSTITUTION 3 INTELLIGENCE 5 PERCEPTION 4 WILLPOWER 3 LIFEPOINTS ?? ESSENCE ?? SPEED ?? ENDURANCE ??
QUALITIES: HARD TO KILL +2 ! RESISTANCE (POISONS) +4 ! ACUTE SENSES (SCENT) +2 ! STARS TRAINING +3 ! ! DRAWBACKS: HUMOURLESS -1 ! ATTRACTIVE -2 ! ! SKILLS: BRAWLING +3 ! GUNS (SHOTGUN) +3 ! GUNS (SMG) +1 GUNS (GRENADE LAUNCHER) +2 NOTICE +3 ! RESEARCH +5 ! SCIENCE (CHEMISTRY) +5 SCIENCE (PHYSICS) +3 SCIENCE (BIOLOGY) +4 WRITING (FACT) +4 INSTRUCTION +2 HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 RESEARCH/ INVESTIGATION +1 ! STEALTH +1 ! SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +1 ! ! GEAR: PALE GREEN STARS CHEMISTS VEST WHITE STARS T-SHIRT PALE GREEN COMBAT PANTS ASSAULT SHOTGUN & 60 12 GAUGE SHELLS (10 BUCKSHOT, 10 BIRDSHOT, 40 SLUGS) M79R & 24 ACID GRENADES, 12 SHRAPNEL GRENADES PORTABLE CHEMISTRY SET POLICE BATON GOGGLES AND FACE MASK COMBAT WEBBING VARIOUS NOTES ON T-VIRUS CELL PHONE CIVILIAN CLOTHING
BEN BLACK PAGE 51 PERSONALITY: Is there much use for a chemist in the field? Ordinarily, I would have said no. But this shit Rebecca brought to my attention, this was unbelievable. Cross-genus infection, complex chiral compounds I couldn’t even begin to understand, creatures teeming with infected parasites and micro-organisms... it was beyond comprehension. They had no samples as such to offer me, but the files they had retrieved from the mansion were enough to make me believe that what they were saying was true. Umbrella was selling out their country in order to aid any government or organisation that offered the highest price. So why did I leave behind S.T.A.R.S. and join this rogue group of rag tags and misfits? The chance to study these things first and, to gain samples to experiment on, categorise and label, then maybe find a cure for the T Virus. Plus they wouldn’t give me a lab of my own.
QUOTE: “Sure, I’ve read your reports. Yeah, I knew what to expect. It’s not the creature itself I’m that impressed at... look at it’s cellular structure... God, that’s impressive shit!”
BEN BLACK PAGE 52 ROUGE S.T.A.R.S. DOUBLE AGENT. STRENGTH 2 DEXTERITY 4 CONSTITUTION 3 INTELLIGENCE 3 PERCEPTION 5 WILLPOWER 3 LIFEPOINTS 30 ESSENCE 20 SPEED 14 ENDURANCE 29
QUALITIES: CHARISMA +3 CONTACTS (CORRUPT STARS) +3 CONTACT (ROGUE STARS) +4 CONTACTS (UMBRELLA OFFICIALS) +2 FAST REACTION TIME +2 MULTIPLE IDENTITIES +2 - CORRUPT STARS OFFICER STARS TRAINING +3
DRAWBACKS: ADVERSARY (ROGUE STARS) -2 SECRET (A ROGUE STARS DOUBLE AGENT) -3
SKILLS: ACTING +3 BRAWLING +1 COMPUTER HACKING +3 DISGUISE +3 DODGE +2 DRIVE (TRUCK) +2 ESPIONAGE/PARAMILITARY (UNDERCOVER TECHNIQUES) +2 GUN (PISTOL) +3 GUN (SMG) +2 HAND WEAPON (KNIFE) +2 HUMANITIES (LAW) +2 LANGUAGE (FRENCH) +3 LOCKPICK +2 NOTICE +3 RESEARCH/INVESTIGATION +2 SCIENCE (FORENSICS) +1 SMOOTH TALKING +2 STEALTH +3 STREETWISE +1 SURVEILLANCE +1 TRACKING +2
GEAR: BLUE STARS TACTICAL VEST (INTRUSION MODEL) STARS CAMOUFLAGE UNIFORM AND BOOTS CIVILIAN CLOTHES, SUNGLASSES BEN BLACK PAGE 53 DISGUISE KIT BACKPACK BERETTA M92 PISTOL (STARS MODEL) WITH SILENCER STARSMOD INGRAM M11 (.38 SMG WITH LASER SIGHT AND SILENCER) 2 EXTRA CLIPS (1 LOADED WITH HOLLOWPOINT ROUNDS). TACTICAL RADIO BINOCULARS ROOM BUGS SHOTGUN MIKE COMPUTER DECRYPTION PROGRAM ON CD UMBRELLA SUPPLIED SUV.
PERSONALITY "My mother always told me doing the right thing would eventually get me killed. She used to ragged on me endlessly when I was little and I insisted year after year that I wanted to be a cop. She always thought, and prayed, that I'd grow out of it. Heh heh, too bad for her and me both that I didn't. 'Mark, your do-gooder attitude is going to get you in a load of trouble someday.' she always used to say. Boy did she have my number. I was a STARS officer for two years before the whole Raccoon fiasco came around. I'd had my share of scrapes with drug dealers, gun runners, and other unsavoury types who wouldn't have taken too kindly to me had they ever found out I was an undercover STARS officer in their midst. I was good at what I did, bringing criminals down from the inside, but it didn't leave much time for a personal life. Of course, this just convinced Mom that my career choice was getting me into even more trouble than she had been able to predict when I was young. Not only was her son a cop, but he also was unforgivably single. I don't think even she could have expected me to get mixed up in what I'm in now, though. After Raccoon went to hell, my CO approached me and several other officers in the department about some 'advancement opportunities'. He said we'd be able to get in on some prime money if we covertly helped Umbrella get rid of some ugly "muckrakers" from the RCPD STARS office that were spreading rumours about Umbrella being behind the accident that led to the fall of the growing little city. Of course, he assured us with that shark's grin of his that Umbrella had, of course, not be involved in the incident, and that what we would be doing would be the betterment of all mankind, seeing as it would let Umbrella get on with its all important research and all. Right when I was about to tell that lying son of a bitch to cram his offer, I began to notice that those who declined to join the team suddenly got transferred to other departments down state, or other out-of-the-way places. At that point I figured Umbrella was sweeping all dissenters under the rug, and no doubt keeping a hawks eye on all of them for any sign of the rogue STARS surfacing for help from the loyal old guard. Little did they know that a few days before my CO came out with his proposal Becky Chambers, an old flame of mine from high school and one of the STARS Umbrella was looking for, had contacted me. She let slip that if I were to be approached by corrupt STARS I should by all means accept their offer. Up until then I'd thought she didn't know what she was talking, but when I saw my department being chopped up and scattered to the wind, only to be replaced by big, ugly Umbrella-backed thugs, I began to see the light. Now I'm a proud member of the Umbrella Corporation family, protecting their interests by day, and stabbing them in the back at night. I do their dirty work, hell I've even had BEN BLACK PAGE 54 to kill a few rogue STARS to keep my cover. Some of the rogues hate me for that, but when they and Umbrella alike don't realise is that I'm risking my ass gathering vital info on the Corporations dirty laundry, both in the field as their lapdog, and by my own independent 'investigations' into their operations. So those rogue s can go to hell, I do what I have to to survive. I just hope they don't ever find out. If they do, I'll never be able to cash in those major favours Becky owes me now. And I damn well expect to live long enough to collect on those." Quote "Thank God Mom isn't around to tell me 'I told you so'"
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