Trader Union Apps. **OPEN**

[Blake.H]

IC name :
 Viku-Felina Binenbaum

OOC name :
 Longlostblake

STEAMID :
 STEAM_0:0:19190275

Backstory of character  :
It was all so simple, get the cigarettes, get the alcohol then drive to the zone.... Pfft.
Moldova is such a beautiful country. I really do love it there. I was born there, never been abroad so it’s the only thing I know but… I am an opportunist.

My family lived in this farm-house for decades. (+47? 21' 27.19", +29? 14' 30.12"), they were given it just after the country joined the Soviet Union. I had known of the zone of alienation for years, I never knew people lived in it though. I thought it quite absurd. I heard there was a large demand for Cigarettes and sprits. My cousin was the manager of a ‘Victory’ cigarette factory in Bulgaria. He sold me 150 boxes of cheap cigarettes, that alone took a third of the space in my van… Next on the list was wine, I searched everywhere for a sound deal, but nothing, they were all asking too much. I moved on to beer. There was a local brewer near to our farm-house, he nearly bent over backwards when I asked him for 200 bottles of cheap stuff. I -eventually- got the beer. During the time waiting for it I herd vodka was the main spirit in the zone so, I set out trying to get some. The ironic thing is that I managed to buy some from some Ukrainian company - 150 bottles. The back of my van was full and I had 20 boxes of cigarettes on the passenger seat.

It took me about a week to plan the trip to Kiev and the border of the zone. It took 10 hours driving, A long, lonely drive. I stayed away from Kiev and other towns and cities, didn’t want people to know of my goods.

I stopped at a place called ‘Freedom Lodge’ located about a kilometer away from the zone. I was told to meet a guy named ‘Grunt’, an old tourist guide of the zone. Rumors on the internet said he knew the area like the back of his ‘good’ hand, I didn’t understand it at the time. I parked my van on a dirt road behind ‘Freedom Lodge’. It was a wooden cabin, three stories high. I went to the front desk. A small man, black hair, wrinkly face lingered behind it. I asked him where I could find this ‘Grunt’ the small man replied with a raspy voice:
“Ill call him down for you…”
He waddled to the stairs and cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled:
“Grunt, there is a S.T.A.L.K.E.R. here to see you…”
I asked him what he meant by ‘S.T.A.L.K.E.R.’ he simply replied with:
“You will see soon young one…”
After around 10 minutes of waiting a tall, old man, missing his left hand descended down the stairs. He looked right at me and demanded 3000 Ukrainian Grivna. He told me it would get me through a small checkpoint on the border of the zone. I was rather shocked but I had to pay, it was the only way of getting in.

‘Grunt’ came with me to the checkpoint in the van; the military searched my vehicle, taking 25 bottles of vodka – the cunts. They then took my money and let me in.


This is going to be good business…


Why should we choose you over the next guy:
I kind of have experience selling things on my Eco.
Im an admin so some situations can be resolved that way.
And hell.. Why wouldn't you want to pick me? :3

RP on the server:  
<--- Five months..?

Which faction do you belong to currently :
 Freedom/Ecologist (Prof. David Star/STAR)

time RPing total:
 At least two years.

People whine and cry for guns, armor, missions and such, are you willing to put up with this?:
 I already have to...

Who is the Head trader?:
 Sniperhunter

Who are the Co-Heads?:
 Nails, Neo

Are you fat?:
Close to it.

ACCEPTED - Fatass.