lights, camera,

[puncheverything]

Fights:
1) Play fight: It's all in good fun.
2) Sparring: You need the practice.
3) It's Personal: Too mad for talk, only fighting.
4) It's Business: Assassination, body guard, bounty hunter.
5) Hero vs Villain: Justice is blind but knows kung-fu.
6) Battlefield: Just one fight in a hundred.
7) Siege: One guards, one breaches.
8) Competition: That prize will be yours!
9) Showdown: There's been a lot of build up and this is the pay off.
10) Berserk: One or both of you have gone completely insane for combat.

Chases:
1) Tag: You're it!
2) Thief: Give me back my stuff!
3) Breakout: They're getting out of Jail, and not legally.
4) Race: First to the post.
5) Hunting: And now we play the most dangerous game...

Dangers:
1) Natural Disaster: Earthquakes, tornadoes, tsunamis...
2) Invasion: Aliens, an enemy nation, fish people from the bottom of the sea...
3) Exotic Locale: Deserts, jungles, tundra...
4) Giant Monster Attack: Oh God, downtown Tokyo!
5) Travel Troubles: The plane is going down, the ship is sinking, it's bat country...


...or make something up.

Comments

[virological]

[No doubt, Clark showed some ingenuity in her survival tactics. Wesker could see that luck hadn't been the only thing on her side and her reason for making it through the apocalypse long enough to end up here. But he wasn't sold. The undead were mutated, as with any other creature that found itself infected by the t-virus, and there were escaped experiments on top of that. Had she dealt with such things before? And more importantly, could she survive against them on her own? That's what Wesker was interested in finding out. She was adequately armed, had something of a plan of action in mind...

Zombies were but a thing that separated the wheat from the chaff. Those too weak to survive against them were not worth his time, but Clark showed some potential.

This time, there was no computerized voice echoing across the test environment, no warning of the terror awaiting Ana. With a few keystrokes, Wesker unleashed one Hunter upon his test subject. It was quick, predatory, and extremely aggressive. It would pursue her relentlessly until she either killed it or outsmarted it. Neither were overly difficult with enough firepower or a distinct quality of quickness on one's feet, but did she have either? Only time would tell.

That Hunter was bounding through the street, and with a deafening screech, leaped up onto one of the buses Ana headed towards with a heavy, resounding THUD! There were alleys to flee through, buildings to try and find shelter in or shortcuts through, and a multitude of other possibilities. For observational purposes, Wesker truly hoped Clark would not disappoint him.]