William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame) header
William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame) profile picture

Creator of G. All the things I've succeeded at, and I failed at being a father. Married to my work more than @MournfulMother. (Resident Evil RP.)

Joined April 2020
Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)Photo by William Birkin (@AnimalIBecame)
"This is my life's work! I'm not handing over ANYTHING!" ~Resident Evil RP. ~Ships: Will x Albert, Will x Annette ~Serious SLs and banter welcome. ~FC: Ewan McGregor [[Writer: Jakey. 18+. He/him. Compound Tag: #WeAreApophis]] "Can you ever forgive me...?"
24
26
William Birkin retweeted
13
490
12
5,683
75,380
-October, 1998.- @RogueOfBullets He's shaking as he collapses, fingers unsteady as they work open the case that has the samples of G in it. He thinks of the time Albert showed up shot from an assignment for Spencer, of all the times he'd seen the colonel injured. They~
1
1
45
~always seemed to shake it off like nothing and he wasn't expecting it would actually hurt this much. He presses a hand to his arm, to his stomach. He knows a lung got his, at the bare minimum. He can taste the coppery liquid in his mouth. As he opens~
1
1
7
~the case, he pulls out the special radio he had kept. He'd planned on using it once he and Annette and Sherry were out of town, but...well. Will lifted it up to his lips and coughed, then spoke. "Albert...do you copy?"
1
1
7
Anxious and antsy tonight. He's going for a drive.
1
1
27
**Personal Research Log** **Dr. William Birkin** **September, 1998** Sergei Vladimir came to the laboratory today. He didn't bring reports. He brought condolences. The Spencer Mansion has been destroyed. The Tyrant escaped containment. Personnel losses are considered~
1
3
1
73
~Waiting. Giving me permission to tell the truth. I couldn't. Not yet. I smiled. I lied. I said he was running late. Sherry nodded and asked if we should save him dessert. Annette had to leave the table. I heard her crying in the hallway. ... There are no bodies.~
1
7
~Only reports. Only Umbrella's certainty. Albert taught me never to trust certainty. Until I see proof, I will not believe he is gone. But if these reports are true... Then the future we built together died beneath that mansion. And I was the one who sent him there. —W.B.
1
7
He woke up with a scream, having nightmares of that night...
1
65