Deep Space Nine Reactions: The Search Part 1

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El Monje Alto (The Tall Monk) - An Idea For Resident Evil 4

 One of the things I've felt was missing from Resident Evil 4 was truly memorable 'creature' that was on par with Mr. X or Nemesis in Resident Evil 2 and 3... or even Jill Valentine herself in Resident Evil 5. So here is my idea of what could've been

 El Monje Alto... or rather... The Tall Monk

 This would be a massive, towering humanoid created by Los Illuminados as a mobile enforcer, a ritural guardian meant to retrieve escaped sacrifices and protect sacred sites. Unlike Mr. X which was a case of bio-engineered precision, the Monk is a fusion of brute strength, parasitic control and religious symbolism. Because if you're going to have a cult, you need proper muscle. Thus, The Monk is not a silent lab creation, hit's a walking sermon.

So the way I figure, Saddler selected an extremely devout villager for 'ascension', the Plaga being allowed to mature far beyond normal to reshape physiology of the 'volunteer'. 

 Physical Build

• Height: 7’5”–8’0”, towering over villagers
• Frame: Broad‑shouldered, thick‑limbed, built like a stone pillar
• Movement: Slow, deliberate, ritualistic; each step feels like a church bell tolling
• Presence: His silhouette resembles a monk or executioner, but unnaturally elongated

His proportions are subtly wrong — arms a little too long, posture a little too rigid — hinting at the Plaga’s influence.

Attire 

1. Heavy Monk’s Habit
A long, dark brown woolen robe, the kind worn by rural religious orders in old Spanish mountain regions.
•     Hood always up, shadowing his face
•     Fabric worn, frayed, stained by age and weather
•     Rope belt tied in a ceremonial knot

2. Leather Shoulderguards
Simple, hand‑stitched leather pauldrons, the kind a villager might craft.
•     Reinforced with metal studs
•     Symbolic carvings of the Los Iluminados insignia

3. Workman’s Boots
Heavy mountain boots, cracked and mud‑stained.
•     Thick soles
•     Iron toe caps
•     Designed for rough terrain

4. Iron Mask (Optional Variant)
Some versions of the cult’s guardians wear masks.
For El Monje Alto:
•     A simple forged iron mask with narrow eye slits
•     No expression, no ornamentation
•     Looks like something a blacksmith villager could make

Behavior & Role

Appears when:
•     A sacrifice escapes 
•     A ritual is interrupted
•     A Plaga‑infected subject resists the hive’s influence

Behavioral Traits
•     Moves with slow inevitability
•     Never runs
•     Never speaks
•     Turns his head in small, deliberate motions, as if listening to something only he can hear
•     Responds to the Plaga’s “call” more than to sound

The question will end up being who does The Monk prioritizes, Leon or Ashley? 

 

Get Some Socks, Sigma

Juno:
(deadpan)
Anran. Why is Sigma not wearing shoes?
 

Anran:
(without looking up)
He says footwear disrupts his gravitational harmony.
 

Juno:
Gravitational harmony? He’s hovering three feet off the ground like a philosophical Roomba.
 

Anran:
Exactly. Shoes would ruin the vibe. He’s channeling “space monk chic.”
 

Juno:
He’s channeling frostbite. That floor is marble.
 

[Sigma gently rotates midair, toes flexing like he’s testing the wind.]
 

Sigma:
(serenely)
The universe whispers through my soles.
 

Juno:
The universe is whispering “get some socks.”
 

Anran:
He tried socks. They screamed.
 

Juno:
I’m not even gonna ask.
 

[Illari walks by, glances at Sigma’s feet, then back at Juno.]
 

Illari:
If he dies from toe hypothermia, I’m not healing that.
 

Juno:
Fair. 

 

 

Deep Space Nine Reactions: Tribunal

“The Passive‑Aggression Social Link”

Location: Leblanc, after hours.
Cast: Akechi (confused menace), Haru (smiling doom), Futaba (gremlin fury), Joker (regretting everything)

[Scene opens]
Akechi
(cheerfully sipping coffee)
I must say, Amamiya‑kun, your brew has improved. Almost reminds me of the cup I had the day I—
 

Futaba
(leaning over the counter like a cryptid)
—Killed someone’s mom?
 

Akechi
(blinks)
Pardon?
 

Haru
(smiling with the serenity of a saint who has chosen violence)
Oh, Futaba‑chan, please. There’s no need to be so direct.
(turns to Akechi)
We wouldn’t want to make our guest uncomfortable.
 

Akechi
I… appreciate that? I think?

[Joker quietly backs away toward the stairs]
 

Futaba
(whisper‑shouting)
HE DOESN’T GET IT. HE REALLY DOESN’T GET IT.
 

Haru
(still smiling, but her eye twitches)
It’s alright. Some people simply… forget the consequences of their actions.
Like how some people forget they…
(pauses, voice sweet as honey)
…shot my father in the face.
 

Akechi
(confused, polite, absolutely missing the point)
Ah. Yes. Tragic business, that.
(sips coffee)
But what does that have to do with—?
Futaba
(throws hands up)
OH MY GOD.

[Ryuji enters, sees the situation, immediately turns around]
 

Ryuji
Nope. Not dealing with that. I’m out.

[Haru steps closer, still smiling like a kindergarten teacher about to assign detention]
 

Haru
Akechi‑kun, I just want you to know…
I hold no ill will.
None at all.
(smile widens)
I simply think it’s important to acknowledge the past so we can move forward.
 

Akechi
(relieved)
Ah, good. I’m glad we’re on the same page.
 

Futaba
(leans in, whispering loudly)
She means she wants you to APOLOGIZE, pancake boy.
 

Akechi
Apologize? For what?
 

Futaba
FOR THE MURDER.
THE.
MURDER.
 

Akechi
(tilts head)
You’ll have to be more specific.

[Haru’s smile becomes terrifyingly serene]
 

Haru
Akechi‑kun…
You’ve killed so many people that we need a spreadsheet.
 

Futaba
I already made one.
(slaps a color‑coded chart on the counter)
You’re in the red column.
The VERY red column.
 

Akechi
(stares at chart)
…Oh.
(pauses)
Well.
This is awkward.

[Joker returns with popcorn]
 

Joker
So… are we good?
 

Haru & Futaba
(in perfect harmony)
NO.
 

Akechi
(softly)
I’m beginning to suspect I may have done something to upset them.

[Fade out as Futaba chases Akechi around Leblanc with a rolled‑up newspaper labeled “CONSEQUENCES”]

 

 

Deep Space Nine Reactions: The Collaborator