PEOPLE WHO want to partake in forum RP

Started by Bagelz, 26-10-2009

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Steel

:p the music just had to be added.

deluxulous

Bagelz, stop putting commas after your plural nouns. Please. Commas are used after possessive nouns. I.E: "Bob's dumbshit dog" IT'S ANNOYING! D:

0608 hours,October 30th, 2012. (Military Calendar)

Sancture watches as the new ceremony takes place... he has set up a camp about 1 km away from the military checkpoint, on a neighboring hilltop. He was below the other hill, but could still see the checkpoint due to the lack of living trees, and his binoculars made it easy.

A creature of intelligence and logic, he decided something big was definitely going on. A horde of elite S.T.A.L.K.E.Rs emerged. He decided he would go have a closer look.
He crept up into a patch of bushes, near a treeline about 550 meters away from the checkpoint.

He watched and listened....

Bagelz

#27
Lol,

I just realized I was using apostrophe incorrectly, oh gawd lol.

Paintcheck


Bagelz

#29
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vo_0UXRY_rY&feature=fvw

//*OOC POST TO MERTZ OVER PDA. DO NOT USE THIS ICLY. I felt like posting it here be cause I liked it especially.*

He taps the buttons on his PDA, beeps and the voice of Wellsley continuously sparking from the device as he forwards the final message.

"Ehh', sir, are you sure about this?...."

"Wellsley, listen to me. I AM sure. Just let me finish this, please."

"Would you like me to stay, here with the others?"

"No, Wellsley... I need you. You're all I will have left of this place. Now please, let me finish this..."

"Very well sir.", he tips his top-hat, fixing it gently fixing the brim above his forehead, while adjusting his monocle. The A.I dissipates within a flash, as if he never existed.

"Mer-....Krystal, it's time for me to go."

"You know how you were always telling me I had two wonderful children, and a wife to take care of?"

"....I do."

"This message is very hard for me to type, my fingers continuously shake and shudder as I do so, but alas, I must do this."

"Krystal, we have known each other for a very long time. From the beginning, to the end. You were always there, for me. You saved my life so many times, I can't even begin to remember."

"You were always there, helping me in the worst times, at my side, while I dealt with the worst of times. From my brothers' dying, to the good times we had modifying everyone's equipment and gear, to the times I almost died from massive blood-loss and wounds'."

"I enjoyed the time I had together with you, as well as Yurdanksy and everyone of the Ukraine Army."

"When I am gone, I will always remember you all. When I sleep, when I dream...Always. You're people are the greatest thing that could have ever happened to me in the Zone, and I will always cherish the memories that we have created, all of us."

"It pains me to write this message, because I truly do not enjoy it. I feel the time for writing this message is right, because you will be able to finish things that I started, and obtain things of your wildest dreams... The greatest artifacts that your eyes will ever gaze upon."

"As I write this, it pains me to reveal my stashes and caches'. But for my friends, such as you, and everyone else, this is worth it to the end. There are many who would traverse the world for such goods', and would not hesitate to kill anyone that got in their way."

"Before I move on, a few things must be said."

"Without you, the Ukraine Army would currently not be what it is. We have watched you closely, for a very long time. For many months I have watched you, including the General of the Ukraine Army, and the head deputy officers' of the Ukraine Security Service. Without you, none of us would be here... I would not be here, Yurdansky would not be here, Johnson would not be: none of us would. You are a hero to the people, and you are a hero to me, and a friend."

"Krystal, you need to understand something. When I did *that*...Listen to me."

"I did not do what I did for a mission of the Security Service, no, I did it, because it was MY mission. I realized I had a wonderful family at home, and it would break my wife's heart to see me do that to her."

" I realized what I was doing was so selfish of me, so awful. To cheat on my wife, behind her back, and leave my children to nothing. I ended what I started with you, because I would remember for the rest of my life what a terrible person I was, even though I currently am quite a terrible person."

"Which pains me the most, to write this..."

"When I told you, and everyone of the Army that my wife had suffered from the tragic fate of cancer, it was quite oblivious that I was lying to you all. While many of you seemed to care not, that was the point of it. I lied, because there were spies of the Zone looking for my family in Prague, looking to hunt them down."

"At first, I almost suspected your friends of it. But that was a mistake I made, and would never make again. I realized, that I must trust my friends' better, and make the best of everything I have."

"Which is why....I must go."

"For many weeks now, I have been hiding a secret from you all. While you all probably will not care, some of you will. I hope you care...I really do. It would mean everything to me of our friendship, if you at least cared."

"My....wife, Patricia, has been diagnosed with Type-3 lung disease, one of the worst cased of a lung disease's to add to it. As I type this, I fear for the worst of her life. I know the death-rate is very high of this tragic disease, and I must be with her all the way, to make sure she lives the rest of her life the best she can. She means everything to me, and I will be damned if I miss the rest of her days'..."

"It's quite sad, really. She was doing so well, so healthy... A beautiful,  healthy, young, twenty-three year old woman, in perfect health. Drinking 169 ounces of water a day, and partaking in an hour a day of aerobic excersise, and weighing in a healthy 125 pounds at 5'11...."

"And she lost it all, to this horrible disease. Sadly, the docs' still don't know how she got it, but they told me 'We fear for the worst'. They said her the chance of her dying is extremely high, and it is suggested that I be with her in her final weeks."

"At the moment, she can hardly do anything. She can hardly move, eat without supervision, change the channel on the television, She-....She cannot even go to the bathroom without assistance."

"I will miss her wonderful, blonde hair the most, as well as everything about her. I fear worst for my children, Alexander and Vasilli, because they will lose an important part of them. With time, they will cope, yes, but these are kids....They're seven years old, and the barely know their father..."

"I hope that you, of all people, will understand. It would break my heart truly if you did not care. I know you really don't care about me as it is, but I still care about you.... And I hope you do, when I'm gone."

"The problem is, we-.... while I'm gone for now, I will not be back. I cannot come back... I must get done with this life, and I must raise my children with the parenting they deserve. They need a fatherly figure to help them grow up, and I want to be there for them, I must,"

"I hope one day, you have wonderful children of your own. Everyday, I think about what they are doing, what they are eating, who they are playing with..."

"What they are dreaming about..."

"When I'm gone, I hope your dreams' as well are plentiful and happy ones. It would pain me so to think that your dreams are sad ones, and I would hate to see you that way. But I believe even now, your dreams are happy every single day, and I hope you are happy with Winters' forever."

"He is a wonderful person, really. While he may be extremely rude towards me...Well scratch that, he's always rude towards me, he has been one of my most trusted mercenaries' to date, and I would not be alive without him. Even if he knows this or not, I can never change his views of me....Which is a shame, because he's such a cool guy to hang out with. And he always talks about you...Can't blame em', because you are a truly wonderful person to be with as well."

"Krystal, I love you, in a family slash Army-Squad type of way. You are like family to me, as is everyone else, including Yurdanksy, and so forth. You have always been there for me as a good friend, and I have done my best to repay you, by being there for you. I know though, that I have not done enough for you, and I have done many mean and despicable things to you, and I'm truly sorry for what I've done to you in the past."

"We both know what I have done. I put you through misery, terrible times, depression, and I know for what I've done, I can never be excused for it. But please, believe me when I say this..."

"I'm sorry....I truly am."

"Right now, I am on my way to be escorted out of the Zone, in a squad of helicopters', armed to the teeth. It truly is a shame I will not be here with you all for the Operation, even though it is of great important to me, and all of us."

"That is why I am placing you, in charge of it."

"I have over-ridden Degtyaryov's command of the Operation, and you have been placed in charge."

"This is your time to shine, Kyrstal, and it always has been. You are the Ukraine Army's finest, and any Military-power of the world would be honored to let you behold yourself among their ranks'."

"You are a true soldier, a true fighter. You are the best, Krystal, and I will always remember you when I'm gone. I promise I will never forget what you have done for my life, in every way. You are my hero, and my savior.

"Wellsley, is the song finished, yet?"

"Done....Done, and done, sir."

"Mertz, after all the time I've been with you. I've got your theme...right here. Excuse me for using an American Youtube link, but I think you will like it very much."

Metal Gear Solid 2 - Main Theme

"I need to finish this up, Mertz. I'll miss you for a long time...For years to come, as I watch my children grow. Perhaps one day, I will meet a woman as fine as you, so they will have a wonderful mother to be with...."

"I have added a coordinates list to you, of all my stashes. Please, do not share them with anyone. I am giving them to you, and you only, because I trust you, and only you..."

"Don't worry about losing these coordinates. I've encrypted them within this message, and if need be, Wellsley will guide you through the process of decrypting the message. To top it off, the message has been fortified with battle-network scanning, heavy wireless protection, and dozens of what in the U.S.S call 'bugs', to protect are devices', have been dispatched within the message, to protect the data hidden within."

"I leave my PDA, here, in the desk for you. You will know instantly it is here, with the two constant watchers of the Vanguard squad consistently watching over its protection and theft. Trust me, nothing gets past these two..."

There are many items within my best stash, hidden in the underground vault of the Cordon, these are a few mere items within..."

-UNSIGNED CHECK OF APPROXIMATELY ONE MILLION RUBLES
-SIGNED MICHAEL JACKSON THRILLER ALBUM, BY MICHAEL JACKSON HIMSELF WHEN VISITING PRAGUE CAPITAL FOR TOUR
-MULTIPLE AEROSMITH ALBUMS. 'O, YEAH!' ALBUMS, 'BIG ONES' ALBUM, AND MANY MORE. MANY SIGNED BY STEVEN TYLER AND JOE PERRY
-COUNTLESS A.C.D.C ALBUMS.
- VINTAGE GUNS, SUITS, AND MANY ITEMS
-PHOTOS, DOCUMENTS, FILES, PICTURES, RECORDINGS,

"There are many more items within my stashes. I leave them all to you."

"There are also...many items I preferred you did not view. There are many items that will shock you, and could turn your views of the Ukraine Army around..."

"Goodbye, Krystal. My ride awaits, and I am sad to say it, but I will not be coming back."

"But heed my words....Girl"

He chuckles

"You are one of the finest warrior's I have ever served with. I myself, never intended on becoming a warrior, it never was my job, although I tried very hard to fit in with you guys, I just couldn't do it. I'm a professional business-man trader, and mechanic, not a fighting-type. It explains why I needed you to save my ass so many times!"

"Goodbye, Krystal....And let life flow within you."

His stride toward the private helicopters' goes unwatched. His EXO-suit creating hissing noise in the wind, as well as the typical thump of the suits massive, bulky-legged armored boots'.

It will be the final time he steps foot here in the Zone, for there is nothing left here. No more people to worry about, no more living on the run... Just a casual, life to follow.

What ends here, is the final story of Khaletskiy Vasilli James Lachance. Once a man of honesty, and pride, now man of ruthless tactics and corruption, resulting in his numerous results of near-death occasions'.

Only time will tell if our ruthless trader returns, but the odds' of that happening are slim to null.

"So Wellsley...Time to show you the world!"

"Oh, wonderful sir, really.." He rolls his eyes, with a smirk on his face. Many of the worlds' A.I constructs' develope quirks and glitches over time, most of them resulting in wonderful personalities.




deluxulous

tl;dr. Sorry Bagelz. Didn't feel like reading something for 30 minutes on the intranetz.

Sancture begins slowly retreating up the hill, as nothing new or surprising develops. He wonders what the fuck that was all about.

He arrives back in camp.

Ravanger

#31
Firelake - Dirge for Planet (S.T.A.L.K.E.R. OST)


In the distance slowly following to find his lost...child..


He is being carried by his dear brother slowly but surely moveing along..

They stop....

The Essence is here....It apears as a torso....Being layed on the ground by his dear brother Croak.

He speaks jibberish as lines of blue psy flows threw them.....They try to connect to Lachence.


He was going to join them...But found the cure....The Essence knows there is still enough left in him to connect to him..Hopefully before he gets to far from the zone....Leaveing messages in his mind....Dreams,nghtmares almost killing himself and his brother just to try and sent this simple psy message... Croak collapses as the torso lays back speaking a few short words Lachance may hear.

*This may be the last time you hear my voice, so I say goodbye my dear child...You could of been a great man in our ranks, a kind anything you dreamed of could come true with me...Come back to the zone...Come to me...Come....Join us*

Dark Angel

Chernobyl Hedgehog walk toward the Ghost town of Pripyat stareing at the ground while all the life forms keep away from her.

She mumbles silently These idiots think that they will make it out alive , but no they won't Tramp told me that the Pripyat will be lost and he is always right. Damn why can't i stay forever in the pseudo-zone forever it's easier to live there.

She look toward the Town and it's about 200 meeters left to the town.
She slowly massages her wrists and sits down.

Why can't these idiots belive me , damn i wish i would die in the hands of those military idiots but nooooo... i had to do what Tramp told me to do and escape.Damn i'm going insane but it's ok.


She slowly rises her PDA  checking the town for living objects.

Well i always said that one day we are gonna meet again Tramp and this time i'll pull the trigger.

Ravanger

#33
Running Joke

What Croak looked like many,many,many years back.



Croak stumbles climbing hastely up a small tree.

Mind...Raceing...Raceing...The Essence,his brother....Let him think about his past life...Something that many would not think animals like this could do....Think...

Croak watches from afar looking at the stalker(Darkangel) he makes two distinct clicks loud enough for anyone within 50 feet to here which he is about 60 from the stalker....

2 other reavers Bolt from the bushes going back to tell the others.

Croak stays watching with no a blink...Not a turn..Not a sound...


But deep in his head...He oddly remembers his shattered past..His brothers that are know like him,Reavers,nasty creatures. But they choose this path,they always knew they were differnt.

Croak extends his sharp dagger like claws crouching back in the tree slowly hopefully not to be detected............

Thinking again about these land they came to.....Why this place....Why this rancid hell hole...
But why not.....It is wonderfull...It is hell...But it is now home and he loved it deep inside...He knew he had to make it for only him and his brothers,and for the chosen ones of the zone.


A doorway lay some distance away but it calls to you stalker...Investigate this stalker...Dont ignore it....It calls to you like a new born baby....Go,Go,Go look at it...It calls you "Come to me,Come to me."it begs you and urges you with curiosity....[/
This is kind of targeted at Dark angel.

Bagelz

#34


She clutched the artifact so tightly in her hands, the warm, blue light of it irradiating its fantastic light, dancing through the room, bringing warmth with it. An artifact so rare, so powerful, that it had to be brought in by a special team of scientists from Slovakia, flown in from a United States auction-show.

In the United States, artifacts are extremely common at auction-houses', and museums. Artifacts like the Jellyfish, Stone-blood, Flash, and Dummy are quite common in museums, and rarer artifacts such as the Goldfish, Snowflake, Bubble, Flame, and Eye are only sold in high-authority and people areas, such as Beverly Hills, and New York City.

Many stalkers' are lead to believe that artifacts are so rare, that they have never left the Zone, this, is simple not true. The fact of the matter is, that while artifacts are rare, it does not mean they cannot be artificially created in closed-testing grounds, under high authorized watch and supervision.

Artifacts like the one she clutched, although, were so rare, that they were privately sold. Expensive, extremely expensive, and in high demand, it was lucky he even managed to convince the buyer to sell it for the price he got it for.

He walked through the long winding corridors, the hallways, and lond walkways of the hospital's tiled flooring, pondering if it would truly cure her disease or not. Only time would tell, that's for sure. But for now, he was contempt to know that it was bringing her into a more positive health and mind.

It was working.... She was being cured, day by day, as the artifact slowly took its toll on her, in a positive manner. The artifact's of the Zone truly were a wonder to society, and it would be foolish to destroy the Zone, cutting of absolutely amazing benefits to the World.

He walked passed a nurse, the woman eyeing him as he dashed down the corridor.

She yelled to him, "Hey, whatcha' in such a rush for?!", the nurse called out, watching him as he almost tripped on the floor, stopping himself.

He turned to her, blinking at her, "Erm....I'm looking for room ten, can you tell me where it is, please?", still panting, and out of breath, he looks around.

"It's uhh....Right this w-", cut off by him, he responds...

"I got it, thanks, west wing..."

She spotted the Fort-12 police pistol in his holster under his leather jacket as he began to run.

She yelled to him, "Sir, SIR, you can't carry that in here..."

"Hmm?", he replied, turning around, fixing his gaze with her green eyes.

"Sir, you cannot carry that firearm in here. Please let me escort you to the desk, and pleas-"

He pulls out a badge, the infamous Ukraine Security Service, fixed with a blue iron-cross, with an eagle in the middle. Giving her a small glimpse of it, she has no idea what it is.

"Mam', I'm with the 'U-S-S', authorized legally to carry this hand-gun where I please, with a license to back it up. I advise you let go of my arm, and let me continue my job. My wife...needs me, now let go of me, now."

Letting go of his arm she became frightened by the tone of his voice, covered by the sleeve of his heavy leather jacket, the woman let him go, her eyebrow stumped, without saying a word.

Obviously she was confused. Most people, if not all people, are oblivious to what the Ukraine Security Service is. While not a very significant factor in the worlds military powers, it served an extreme purpose for the country of Ukraine, what was left of Chernobyl, including the Zone of Exclusion.

As he ran down the corridor, his steel EXO boots clanking on the floor below him, causing the corridor to echo, he passed room four. Doctors, nurses, and assistant's were all around him, watching him as he ran. Quite a few of them spotted the handgun in his holster, and the badge pinned to his jacket, hence why they had not replied with a word, and focused on their medical emergencies and tasks at hand. The medical staff were too busy to focus on a man with a gun under his arm.

"Stop him!", a Czech guard yelled out, a C-Z brand handgun pistol in his hand, locked straight for Lachance near his chest.

Raising his hands like any normal brained person would, his heart began to absolutely race. Scared out of his mind, not because they were police, but because at first he thought them to be some of the many assassin's that chased him in The Zone, trying to take his fortunes, and his life.

"Woah, fellas, it's okay... Lemme explain what the gun is for...", he replied, his hand slightly shaking.

"Explain yourself now, or you will be put under arrest immediately for the possession of an illegal firearm.", the guard replied, he wore the badge of a Prague Police Unit.

"Okay, fellas, I'm gonna reach into my jacket, and pull out my information, and license, so don't be alarmed.", Lachance replied.

He took off his jacket slowly, grabbing the holstered pistol from his shoulder, and dropping the entire thing onto the ground directly before his feet.

The guard walked toward him, the pistol with the safety still clicked on in case of an accidental misfire, he walked toward the man, holding a thick wallet in his hand.

The guard took it from his hand gently, observing it. As he looked over it, his jaw dropped slightly, as well as his eyes becoming wide with excitement.

"Oh, si-...oh my, I'm so sorry. I'm SO sorry, please, please, Agent Lachance, continue what it was you were doing, please."

"Thank you, officer...?", Lachance replied, confused that he lacked a badge.

"Sergeant Koltrin, sir. I'm terribly sorry for me and my men drawing our guns on you. It's just...-, Well, we've been having a lot of trouble here in Prague... Lot of gangs, gunfights, you know, the usual bad stuff. We've lost a lot of good men to these troublesome times, and I was only doing my job."

"I understand, Sergeant, believe me. It's every law-worker's job to take security to the highest extreme, I understand. It's a good thing you acknowledge that, I like that."

Grabbing his holster, and slinging it around his under-arm, he slipped his leather jacket on, pinning his I.D card and badge to the inside of his jacket, concealing his identity.

The medical staff peered around the corners, their eyes wide and many of them biting their lower lips. The women stared, as if a gun-fight had just broken out.

"Look, sorry Sergeant, but I gotta go. I have someone I have to take care of, so, if you'll excuse me..."

"Thank you, Lachance, your words mean a lot to me, they really do."

"Thanks....Sergeant."

The sergeant waved at him a goodbye, as he walked past the last of the rooms.

The sergeant scratched the back of his head, confused as to why he was in such a rush.

It felt as if time had slowed down around him. His footsteps became slow, null. Her voice echoed in his head.... Her image displayed in his mind, as his footsteps echoed around him, the voices of the people around him dissapearing.

He proceeded to the door, labeled 'Unit-10', brushing off his jacket, and fixing his issued beret, given to him by Kuznetsov. His heart raced, as he opened the door.... A part of his life flashed before him as he turned the knob.

* * *
The image played in his head....

"Ugh....Come on, Khaletskiy, you can't do this. For fucks sake, our children need you! How are they going to grow up without a father?"

"Oh come on... Do you understand what this means for us? I can give them the life they never had, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"Oh bullshit, all you want to do is meet that stupid Degty- what's his fuckface idiot guy. Why do you care about his job so much? Why do you want that job so badly?!"

"Because...it's my life, and I'll be damned if that fucking Chernobyl piece of shit explodes again."

"Whatever, Khaletskiy, just-...just get out.....And don't come back until you think we're more important than your bullshit job, which is probably full of corrupt idiots anyway."

* * *

The light of the blue artifact glowed, dancing around the room. The light of the artifact in the tube so bright, so warm, it caused his eyes to shut, and re-adjust his focus. The room glowed with a positive energy, himself feeling regenerated and recharged after simply looking at it.

He shut the door behind him, still focusing on her in her citizen clothes. She stood there, holding the artifact within the glass chamber so tightly.

She stood by the window, looking out to the streets below. The artifact danced within the tube, creating no noise as it did so. It spun, the ridges of the artifact causing the light to bend, and create a showcase as if stars danced about the sky.

She turned around, looking at him, holding the tubed thing in her hands. It must have felt like minutes he stood there, without saying a word.

The medical staff of the building were well aware that he was the cause of the artifact's arrival. It was his mission to save her, and hopefully, his last.

She looked absolutely amazing for someone who was sick just a few days before. How the artifact managed to create such amazing, beneficial properties, was beyond belief, but that didn't matter, not now. Nothing mattered now, not even his friends back in the wretched place he once called home...

She walked foward, setting the artifact on the bed next to them. She grabbed him tightly....

"It's good to have you back...., you're not going to leave again, are you?"

"Never again... Never, ever, again."

They both replied in Unison, "It's over...."

***End.....***
S.T.A.L.K.E.R.: Call of Pripyat - Outro Theme

*For our brave fighter, Khaletski Vasilli James Lachance, this was his final battle. The battle of her life, became his. It is the final story of our brave hero, well, not so brave, but daring, and bold. While he lacked the proper emotion for his friends, he lead many of them to glory, the riches, to fame, and best of all, happiness.*

*This is his last mission, and will never return to the Zone again...*

*Travis Johnson, a hardened, battle-necked soldier wounded countless times in battle, aided the final preparations of Operation North, and was promoted to Major Sergeant within a half year of service in the Zone.  His skill in scoped weaponry, allowed Lachance to navigated the anomaly fields, to obtain special information and artifacts, as mutants rushed forward to take Lachance down. Without the sharp-shooting skills of Johnson, Lachance might very well be dead. Aided by the fact he now takes courses to personally learn to fly the mighty MI series of helicopters, he has proved an absolute, and invaluable ally to Lachance throughout his service to the USS. To top it off, he has trained some of the current best recruits of the Ukraine Army, and has benefited everyone around him in every way.*

*Colonel Nikolai Yurdansky, of the Ukraine Army, was awarded the badge of High Power, for his service to the Ukraine Army, and the aid he provided to the Ukraine Security Service. From humble beginnings, growing into a true frienship, Yurdansky became one of Lachane's most trusted, and well-liked allies of all his friends. His attitude, motivation, and perseverance showed Lachance that there was more to a disciplined life than killing people, and that many stalkers can be trusted, especially those of the Military Stalker aid. Colonel Yurdansky would also be one of the many to help bring Operation North underway, and hopefully make sure it succeeds. Colonel Yurdansky still serves as one of the toughest, and bravest soldiers to of the Ukraine Army to date, and was stationed in the Zone for many reasons. His service to Lachance would not go unrewarded, and would be air-dropped a special gift from the Kiev Airport, North-West of the Zone.

In the end, Yurdansky turned out to be more than a emotionless killer. He turned out to be a true friend, a very rare thing indeed within the Zone. As one of Lachance's most closest allies, he would guarantee that the people of Ukraine would honor his service, and would talk about him for generations to come. Overall, Yurdansky, and the rest of the Ukraine Army, would hopefully continue to serve, and continue to protect the World from the Zone.*

*Captain Krystal Mertz, one of Lachance's first friends he made in his months of service in the Zone, was perhaps to be considered what a true friend really is. The aid she gave to Lachance, emotionally, and mentally, motivated Lachance to continue his service, and make sure he would be there to finish the job he started. Her service to the Ukraine Army, was considered some of the best of its history since its small beginnings in 1991, and she had proved herself as one of the most incredible soldiers to ever serve in the Zone of Exclusion.

Krystal Mertz is rumored to become married to Owen Winters, one of the greatest mercenaries that has ever stalked the Zone. The aid he supplied to Lachance as well, was some of-, if not, the best. Mertz would continue her service to the Ukraine Army, and would be awarded the medal of great alliance. In the end, she would turn out to be the one to receive the last of Lachance's loot, but like all his friends, were not informed of his mission.*

*For his successful preparation and part taken in Operation North, Lachance was encouraged the extraordinary badge of High Justice, and promoted to the rank of Leytenant. He declined the offering to bear the badge, and expressed a desire to fully retire as a permanent observer for the Security Service of Ukraine.*

*The information on Project SKAT discovered by Leytenant Lachance has seriously alarmed the U.S.S. All materials on the "Project" were removed from military archives and marked by the "special importance" classification department. The USS agents in the Zone were ordered to prevent the spread of information about the nature of work undertaken at any cost.*

*Several prototype PSY-Emission head-sets have been created from the documentation of "Project-PSY". Reports on tests concluded that the mass-production of the head-sets for mass production was uneconomical; the mechanical work is simply too expensive. However, some evidence suggests that the head-sets are still being perfected in secret by Professor Herman, Professor Shakharov, and Nimble.*

*Skadovsk had become established as a haven for all who are lucky to get there. Bandits have persistently sought to establish their own order on the ship in Zaton, but stalkers have successfully resisted this. Day after day the fragile balance was kept, and the stalkers fought bravely to keep order under control, with the help of Lachance.*

*A shaky balance was beginning to be established between the Duty and Freedom factions in Yanov. Tired of senseless fighting, the soldiers of the warring factions began to join the ranks of free stalkers, living a free life, and stress-free one at that. The peace between the factions was never established in Yanov, and was eliminated, as fighting continued.*

*The research expedition of Professors Herman and Ozersky was a success: the collected data helped in the development of several unique devices and drugs. In light of this funding for the study of the Zone was increased several times. Professor Shakarov and Professor Herman created an alliance after senseless bickering, and allied together to mass-produce the drugs to stalkers, allowing them to help benefit the ecologist's in every way.*

*Teams of mercenaries begun to enter the North. Their interest towards secret laboratories increased tenfold and managed to attract the attention of the USS. Nevertheless, identifying the customer behind the mercenaries proved impossible, and their forces were simply wiped out by private military groups hired by the Ukraine Army.*

*The area around Yanov and Zaton attracts more and more stalkers. The absence of dangerous mutants and the prevalence of anomalous places had led to it being associated with those pesky Klondike artifacts. It is unknown if they truly exist, but they are certainly around...somewhere.*

*As the Zone grows, a new group of stalkers has emerged. They are well equipped and prepared, but their goals are unknown. According to unconfirmed rumors, all of these people once normal stalkers, who bear the armor of the special Ukraine Army forces, possibly Military Stalkers.*

*Lachance has established good relationships with customers outside of the Zone. His goods: information and alliances. According to rumors, much of his information goes to the USS itself.*

*During a particularly violent blowout, a group of stalkers have been forced to seek shelter in an old barge. Soon the ship was attacked by snorks', and the stalkers realized that they were in a small but well-fortified castle. The local psuedodog gave birth to a litter of puppies that soon helped to defend the barge from mutants and enemies alike.*

*Slovik, learning advanced weaponry repair and modification skills, no longer thought of a career in stalking. After taking up alchoholism, he moved to Skadovsk in the Zaton swamp, where together he, and Ashin in Yanov Station, he organized a two-way repair shop that fixed many broken weapons and so forth. In their free time the machinists enthusiastically construct a means of transportation suitable for the extreme conditions of the Zone.*

*Lachance handed the data he obtained at the throughout the Zone to the USS. This information prompted the government to establish an advanced research institute in Kiev, researching of the Chernobyl Anomalous Zone headed by none other than ecologist team itself.*

*Lachance's wife, after an exhausting medical screening and test, was guaranteed to recover by the artifacts wonderful properties. The artifact, known as the Eyleshe, a combination of the healing Eye, and Jellyfish, saved her life for good. Without it, she would have perished to death, and would have crossed over to the other side. After two years, she had lost all hope that he would ever be able to show emotion to her again, and proved her wrong, but giving her the ultimate gift... Life itself. She was saved by him, and the wonderful man that sold the artifact, wherever he was.*

*Lachance's children, Vasilli, and Alexander, finally meet their father, opening their arms warmly to greet him with the greatest gift of all. The children would grow fond of their father, and shocked, he had thought they would truly hate him, but given the opposite, it was totally forgotten, and he greeted them with open arms himself.*

*All connections of the reaver virus were shut out by his mind, after becoming stronger from happiness, and willpower, the connection was fully broken, and the small voices no longer wandered inside his mind.*

"This is the end for our hero, and there will be no more stories....The stories now, are up to you. It is up to you, and your imagination, to think about what will happen."




 

deluxulous

General Boris Kerechinov looked over the reports on his desk...

"Are you sure that he's back? Like, sun rises in the west, my coffee's gonna be here in 5 minutes sure? Hint hint."

"Yes we are sure, we have photographs of him in the area. And of course."

"Damn, this is serious. Do we know his current location?"

"Yes, this report was filed about an hour ago."

"Keep a small three man recon team on him."

"Yes sir."

"Sancture needs to be taught a lesson..."

Dark Angel

Chernobyl Hedgehog feels the transmission getting up and chuckling You are really a bunch of idiots , tramp told me everything about my mission and i won't do anything els. If i'm told to sit 2 minutes i'll sit only 2 if i'm told to break my shoulder in the middle of firefight i'll do it. So walking in there is not a part of my mission.

She gets up and starts walking toward the Pripyat at the same time she takes out an artifact container with "Yantar" written on it. Teleporter is sucha valuable artifacts and these idiots don't even know how to use it. Atleast i've plan B.

Hedgehog walk toward the Ghost Town holding her hand in her pockets and her F2000 being set on the back of Black Bandit EXO.

Interesting where are those history heroes who are going to march into Pripyat to destroy the stone loves. Nah fuck it , i guess they are already dead.



Girl sticks her hand in the backpack taking out a "Life Water Artifact" OK now this is already 1427th Life Water so Canners and Earters won't get me and i'm safe from getting killed... But still i wonder what happend with that nice military who offered me to join them in the rush to the Ghost Town.

Ravanger

A dirty man in a trench coat type(The soviet model) outfit falls out a tree few yards away.

Yelling *Dont shoot please...Dont shoot*

*I am a hermit,I mean no harm,I am just passing by.*

The man shakes....There is no visible weapons on him but he seems to have something bulgeing from his pocket on his chest.

The man Calms as he looks forward at you.

(Projected towards Darkangel.)



Dark Angel

Chernobyl Hedgehog keeps moving totally ignoring the man at the same time she mumbles silently 100 to the air , 50 to the leg , 25 to the head.

She keeps moving fastly toward the town getting a good distance between the man and her.

She slowly takes out a the "Teleporter" artifact getting ready to create teleporter anomaly just in case.

Why are these idiots thinking that we are so dumb. Damn should kill him now but at the same time i could just walk away and let him live

Bagelz

#39
"Step into my office, Lachance.", the deputy officer replied to him.

They sat down, in the  leather chairs that sat each side of the office, neatly stationed in front of an oak desk, likely to be antique, judging by the design and age on it.

"Lachance, tell me...."

"Yes sir?", he replied, adjusting his leg.

"What....did you find, son. I need to know. We're well aware of the current situation of Operation North, and the service the Army has given us to help bring it through, and get er' up n' running, but I want to hear your side of the story, son, so tell me everything you saw...."

The deputy head officer, cuffed his hands together, sitting in front of the desk, while taking a sip of his coffee.

Deputy Officer Konovalov was a tough man- no, scratch that, extremely tough. He wasn't made Head Deputy for no reason, and has served well over twenty-two years of service to the Ess-Ess.

The Head Deputy scratched his mustache, fixing the whiskers. Judging by his rugged look, he looked to be about forty to fifty years old.

"Well-.., sir, there's a lot to say. What do you-",  he was cut off by the H.D.

"Firstly, I want to know about the artifacts the most. We're well aware of the presence of them, and the presence of artirfacts found in the deeper trenches of the Zone, what you fellas' call the North. Now, tell me more about this... Eyleshe, you used to cure your wife of her nasty disease."

"Sir, there's a lot to explain... First of all, from what I can tell as a professional artifact investigator, it is a combination of the Jellyfish, judging by the holes and characteristics it shows, and a rare artifact found commonly in the North called the Eye, which is one of the highest-", cut off yet again.

"Yes yes, burner anomalies, of course. But what DOES IT DO?"

"It uhh'....It heals, sir. From what I gathered personally, like most artifacts, it boosts the metabolic rate of the body, and increases the blood-flow as well, speed and strength-wise, to form clots ten fold speed that of a puny artifact like a Meat-Chunk. It is rare, though, and is highly sought after in the Zone, and the outside world, where you and me stand."

"The amazing thing though, sir, is that with the combination of the Jellyfish within the Eye, hence the name Eylesh, the jellyfish properties within reduce the radiation particles that the Eye emits, allowing the wearer to wear as many as they please, IF they can find them."

"Because of this, this is the reason the Eyleshe is highly chased after. Its ability to heal, heal the mind, and the lack of radiation, it's a priceless gem from what I can tell. I never personally found one. The one I purchased came from an auction show in New York."

"New-...what the hell are you talkin' about, son.", the H.D shouted over the room, cutting Lachance off.

"Sir, I'm confused...what are you yelling for?", Lachance replied.

"I'm yellin', because you said...New York. What do you mean New York?", he questioned curiously, his voice calming, and becoming much smoother.

"Sir, you do realise that artifacts are all over the world, right? There are numerous traders, like the one in Zaton, on the boat named S.S Skadvosk, named Beard, who sells rare artifacts like the Eye, to inside and outside buyers of the Zone. I can assure you, though, sir, the artifacts sold to outside buyers of the Zone are used wisely."

"For instance.", he continued, "A few weeks ago before I left, the Eco's team leader in the Northern area, Professor Herman, bought an artifact from a local bandit that we call the Mamas Beads. It's quite a common artifact up North, especially in the burner anomalies around Yanov Station, but down South, it is extremely rare, and almost unheard of by rookies, and newbies."

"As I was saying. Professor Herman purchased this artifact, for a mere four thousand rubles, and the artifact was air-lifted by a helicopter, with many other artifacts purchased within, and was transported to a science lab outside of Slovakia, after being shipped on a military truck first class from Kiev's airport. This artifact, was then delivered to said lab, and was then used for advanced investigation into the wondrous properties of the Zone, and the artifact itself, and the team in the Slovakian lab recently found advanced findings, that helped benefit science in every way."

"Very well, son, that's enough. Come with me, we're gonna go for a...ride.", the H.D intimidated him, questioning his self being.

"Very well, sir."...

The two left the briefing room, as they casually walked out from the door. They strode on, past the offices, monitoring rooms, testing labs, and other varied rooms of importance. They continued walking, before they reached the bottom of the stairwell, opening the buildings doors, proceeding to the parked 79' Lincoln Mark-V.

A real beauty that car was. One of the few left in existence, and right here outside the head office in Ukraine...

Sporting a custom leather T-Top, smooth, black leather seats, and a wooden black dashboard, and a moderate 300HP V-8 engine, this car was what a lot of people dreamed of driving, let alone owning.

The H.D opened the door, as did Lachance, quickly seating themselves as Lachance exmained the interior.

"Dang, that's some serious shit you got there..."

"Aint' it? I spent years fixin' up this car, son, and I'm glad I finally finished it...", the H.D replied.

"Likin' the leather upholstery ya' got there, nice shit. What is that, fine, or rough leather?"

"Rough, I mean hell, that's how the women like it!", the H.D replied.

They both burst out laughing in unison, before the sexy engine begun to rumble, causing the seats to vibrate.

"Holy shit....It's like my old 78' Vet!", Lachance expressed, his eyes wide, and jaw slightly dropped.

The H.D rolled his head over his right shoulder, using his right arm to support himself, as he backed out of the driveway of the building, the long nose of the car shimmering in the sun.

He threw it into drive, as he came to the right-turn only, flipping the oak-decked turn-signal to the right, and proceeded out casually as he flipped the blinker off, now in the middle lane, heading for their destination which Lachance still was unaware of.

"Damn fine car ya' got sir, but enough about that. Where are we doing exactly?", Lachance asked politely, his tone smooth.

"Ah' Khal', boy, ya' got kids, yeh'?"

"Yes sir...They're with my wife at home right now, why?", he replied back to him.

"Just wonderin'. Judging by those scars on ya' face, ya' don't look too much of a....err, family man."

Lachance chuckled, as he rubbed his hand over the dashboard of the car, feeling the fine Oak underneath the plastic lamination.

"Where are we g-",

"You can cut the 'sir' bullcrap, son. I'm not like the other head deputies. I'm a lot more... err, how you say...unstrict.", the H.D replied to him, cutting him off.

"Very well, then...Jack, but -where- are we going?", Lachance questioned him, he was obviously avoiding something.

"Well, it's a long-... hang on, need to-..."

He flipped his right blinker on, as he came to a red-light, checking his left for oncoming traffic, before proceeding to make his turn into the next lane.

"Anyways, Khaletskiy....It's gonna be a long ride, and I hope you're in for a treat..."

He added, "Let's just say...that...due to the crazy things you found over in that Zone, we've made some...interesting discoveries. Just wait and see, you'll be astounded by what the scientist team has created."

Lachance gulped, a lump in his throat, before he nodded in acceptance. A treat was in store for him, and he was anxious to see what was down in this *lab* he talked about just minutes before.

The white Lincoln continued, with pedestrians eyeing and watching the car as it drove by, the engine sounded like a rebuilt block straight out of a 60' Corvette. The people stared, some of them real car-people. Many of the people in Ukraine rarely saw a car of this quality, and it was quite obvious they've never seen an American car before, especially with the seates and wheel redone to be positioned on the right side for the driver...

***One hour later...***

The Lincoln rolled into an alley, completely blocked from any sight of bysytanders or witnesses. Lachance could tell something was about to go down... The sun beamed from the car the gold rims shining with immense brightness, causing Lachance to adjust his eyes.

"Err, is there a problem, sir?", Lachanced asked him, releasing the button that held his special edition Fort-12 in place, questioning the Head Deputy curiously, and nervously.

"Lachance, we need to have a talk...Step out of the car, if you will, please."

The both of them undid their seatbelts, as the H.D pulled the safety break upwards, while firmly switching the car into park. The both of them stepped out of the car, both of them in unison thinking about their weapons.

Lachance licked his bottom lip, making a clicking noise with his tongue. He was nervous, very nervous. Something felt completely wrong here. A blocked alleyway, and his pure instinct telling him to instantly draw his sidearm.

He crossed his arms, "Is there a problem, sir?"

"Lachance, I hate to say this...but, we, err, all of us, on behalf of the Security Service, have agreed that you....know too much. The information you have discovered, if leaked to public eyes, could no doubt render the country of Ukraine useless, and allow superior military powers to take control of the country, and devastate the people. That is why, on behalf of everyone here, you must be taken into custody."

"I...don't think so.", he replied to the H.D, ready to draw his sidearm. Hopefully it was still loaded, and with a prayer to god, the safety was off.

"If I have to use force...I will."

"What did I do wrong? I simply did my fucking job!", he barked into the mans face.

"You have done nothing wrong, Khaletskiy. The problem is, is that the information you possess, could possibly be leaked by unseen eyes, and could be transferred to other country governments and military powers, and could cause serious security issues for the ENTIRE world, not just us. The information discovered in the lab of X-7 for instance, is easily usable to mass produce a Flash Rifle prototype, and with work, could be put into mass production."

"But it makes no sense... If you didn't want me to find this information, why did you send me?"

"Because, Lachance, you were not supposed to find THAT. Your mission, was to simply investigate the anomalous, unknown regions of the Zone, and report back to us. Not leading a union of illegal traders, and creating prototype...headsets of whatever the hell PSY waves are."

"If you do not come with me....I will use force without given question, do you understand me?", the H.D shot him an eye so sparking, that it caused him tilt his head backwards slightly."

Head Deputy Officer Konovalov drew the Fort-15 slided in his jacket, hidden completely from sight. He drew it so quick, Lachance had not a single second to focus on the movement, rendering him unable to do anything.

"You will come with me....Or I will use force..."

* * *

The Fort-15 pistol aimed straight for Khaletskiy's head, causing him to skip a heart-beat. The gun shimmered in the sun so brilliantly, as did the car, his eyes squinted at the beaming light. He was on the fritz, in a situation where his views have been turned upside down, and had to fight for his life.

"So that's how it is, eh Kon'? You're going to kill me for doing my job, eh'? A bit hypocritical, don't you think?"

"There is nothing hypocrticial about it. We KNOW you leaked information, Leytenant, do not deny it, and do not try to justify this act. You were specified to keep this information-, in fact anything you FOUND, a tight lid, yet you could not do that. You know the consequences, and you know what happens when people do this. You agreed to this mission, and you were repeatedly told what would happen if you do so, and now, that is happening, whether you like it or not."

"Okay, but what are your charges?"

"Plenty... Murder"-

"I kill criminals, Kon'...Not honest people like you and me."

"I know that.... You killed, I hope, ACCIDENTALLY, three agents. You killed three of our agents, because of what you did.  Three of our boys are gone, because you ACCIDENTALLY took them as threats, and that is why they are dead. That cannot go without punishment..."

"Alright, what else?"

"Treason, Lachance. You have betrayed us, by leakin-", he was cut off by Lachance's shouting.

"I did...not...leak...anything. What in the world are you talking about? The information I found was submitted to Lord Vek, and nobody else. That's impossible. Give me proof I leaked anything."

He flipped the safety off from the gun, causing Lachance to panic. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he looked for a way out, a loophole, anything that could get him out of this mess without killing Konovalov.

"You will....come...with us..", the creature hissed slowly, its head tilting backwards, as his pupils turned a solid black.

"Oh no...."

The impersonation, whatever it was, tilted its head back, as if in a daze. With the Fort pistol still pin-pointed on his forehead, this was his chance to save himself, and fix the problem that is now occurring. He was quite certain he knew what this abomination was...

As it continued to tilt its head to the left, Lachance dashed toward the Reaver, his adrenaline rushing, and his heart pumping, certain he would grab the gun. He succeeded...

He grabbed the Fort pistol from the Reaver's hand, the creature hissing loudly, knocking it out of its state of concentration. He charged the pistol, and aimed it directly in the creatures chest.

"Why...Khaletskiy, why.... Why do you continue to fight the fate you face. Why? There is no escape, Lachance... Your fate is locked, yet you continue to deny the reality you have been posed with. There is no escaping it, you must face your destiny..."

His jaw dropped, as he pulled the trigger. The 9X18 bullet slashing the stomach of the creature, blood and intestines spilling from it as it dropped slightly.

As he was about to walk away, the worst scenario possible was now put into play. It was like something totally from the Matrix, as the eight men in black suits dashed outward from the door to the left of him, charging at him, holding pistols in their hands.

"Oh shit...."

The reaver replied as the men halted their charge, cuffing their hands behind their backs, in a military fashion. The reaver begun to speak, as it coughed blood all over the asphalt.

"Surprised to see us, Khaletskiy?

"No...., I'm not, really.", Lachance replied, still aiming the pistol at the creatures dimple.

"Then you are aware....", the reaver replied to him, coughing an immense amount of blood.

"Of what?"

"Of our connection, Lachance... I don't fully understand how it happened, perhaps some part of you....us...when Marissa bit you on the neck, causing you to become a part of us? Our genetic DNA transferring to each other, creating a balance, a connection?"

"Whatever it is, it's a point that is no longer relevant. What matters, is that whatever happens, happens for a reason..."

"And what reason is that, you abomination...", Lachance gritted his teeth, inhaling and exhaling furiously.

"We killed you, Lachance. We watched you die... I, watched you die, with a certain satisfaction might I add, and then something happened..."

"Something we knew was impossible, but it happened anyway. You somehow killed one of us, with the mere thought of it, but you did not realize it, Khaletskiy..."

"Afterward, I knew the playing rules, I understood what we were supposed to do, and that was my prime goal, but for some reason... I didn't follow my orders."

The eight men that stood to the left of them moved not a muscle, not an inch, as they continued to stand in their military fashion. The weapons in their holsters.

The reaver continued, "I couldn't... I was compelled to stay by your side... I was compelled to disobey my command... And now here I stand because of you, Khaletskiy.... Because of you, I'm no longer allowed to return to my kin, as a knight of their order, as a server of their law..."

"Because of you, many of us have changed, and broke free from the shackles that were once tied to our ankles. A new man, so to speak. Like you, I'm free..."

"That's nice to hear.", Lachance replied, rolling his eyes in a sarcastic manner.

"Thank you...", the Reaver replied, stand up, as Lachance kept his aim on the sickening things forehead.

"But, as you are well aware, appearances can be....deceiving. Which brings me back to the reason why I am here. We're not here after you, not to be free..."

"We are here because we are not free. There is no escaping the mind that controls us. There is no escaping reason, denying reality, because as you and I know, without purpose, there is no point in living."

Another man in a suit appeared from nowhere, as if it was created by mere thought, and stepped from the alleyway, wearing a black suit...

The creature approached, speaking as if it was the mutant that was speaking beforehand, "It is the mind that created us, and cared for us."

Another one appeared, speaking as it walked, "The mind connects us..."

Yet another appeared, adding to the trio of eleven, "The mind compels us."

Another five of them appeared, all of them speaking in unison....

"The mind drives us."

"It is the mind that defies us."

"The mind that binds us."

They stood together in a single file row, "And we, are here, because of you, Khaletskiy. We are here to take from you which you have tried to take from us, and our controlling minds..."

"Lachance, you will not leave here alive..."

The creature tried to grab his wrist, replying to the creature before him with a bullet straight to the things head. The creature fell over in a heap of blood and guts, as the others in the black suits begun to walk toward him.

Lachance said to himself, thinking of a way out, "What is this, the fucking MATRIX?! What the hell?!"

He dashed for the alleyway, his adrenaline pushing his speed of running to the limit. The reavers were fast, but many of them were not as fast as him, and that's why his training has saved his life. The trio of them drew their handguns from their holsters, running after him as he made a turn on the corner.

The trio was joined by even more reavers', totaling up to twenty of them chasing after him. They wore slick, black suits, with beretta and Fort pistols grasped in their hands. They chased after him, as citizens and bystanders watched, stupefied by the chase they observed. Many of them hid behind cars when they spotted the handguns.

The twenty of them continued to chase him, as he hurdled over the hood of a car, crossing the traffic into the right of the street. Perhaps they would lose him, but most likely not. The reavers were fast, smart, and resourceful, and they rarely lost a target.

A kid shouted, "Woah, the matrix!"

*Dispatch*: "All units, we have a four-seventeen-eight in progress, reports of a group of armed suspects chasing other suspect who is also armed. Reported from Kharkiv City- Street 22. All units, suspects are both armed, advise immediate preparation of arms. Calls report suspects are on foot, and on the move. All units are advices to make any immediate eight-one-elevens."


Ravanger

Rammstein - Zwitter
These lyrcis dont really fit but the mood does and the sound. So if you dont understand the lyrics thank god.But Rammstien is awsome band.

The man smiles deeply under his mask as he rips it off exposeing his boiled and burned face and his blood bright green eyes.

He screams looking to the sky spreading his arms.

Others rush from the trees screaming as well.

About 8 come out,differnt gear and helmets and mask,all blood thirsty and dirty.

The men covered with moss and blood,they begin to rush towards to to go after the stalker that past them before.

The men raged and furious running widly screaming chargeing full force,almost at 30 Mphs,but far distance from the stalker.

It may seem they are catching distance quite fastly as they roar and scream.

There eyes red and glowing,there is one thing on there mind,kill,kill,kill.

You better fight or hail ass.
(Projected towards DarkAngel.)

Bagelz

#41

The men chased him through the streets, as he made a sharp turn on the left corner, bring himself into a small market, full of vendors selling various goods. There were hundreds of people everywhere...

The men followed behind, gritting their teeth as the running begun to take a tole on their lungs. One of them fired a round, hitting the brick wall, causing the crowd to go into a panic. It was like a scene straight out of a movie. The bad guys, chasing the...semi good guy through a big market, trying to catch him, and beat the living crap out of him. They continued to run, chasing him through the massive crowd of people.

He took a pill from his pocket, colored yellow, on a microscope sized text, the pill read "HERCULES DRUG: KIEV INSTITUTE OF SCIENCE: DO NOT TAKE IF UNDER EIGHTEEN". He swallowed the pill, coaxing it down with his saliva, only taking minutes for the drug of the Zone to take affect.  

Dark Angel

Chernobyl Hedgehog bursts out laughing as  she turns around with F2000 and starts retreating thrue pripyat making small bursts toward the reavers Late idiots

She throws down a broken Life Water making a canner anomaly right infront of her blocking the way to her.

She stops right infront of anomalys laughing and shooting her exploding bullets toward the reavers.

Idiots , i know that i won't die as tramp told me my future , i'll die later!

Ravanger

#43
2 Reavers drop and begin to crawl...

3 others drop almost lifeless.

One of the Reavers gets ahead of the others and he takes a few shots stumbleing...

The Reavers oddly see the anomly and dart off in the wilderness dragging there wounded and dead back.


One of the reavers thinks in his head*We will be back...We will*

The Reavers begin to drag there wounded and badly hurt comrades back into the darkness.

One Reavers,quicker than the others and much more agile,named Elder Croak.


Bolts ahead to see if he can find another way to find the stalker once more. He creeps along quickly and will soon most likely catch up.

Bagelz

#44
**Continuation of last post**

Matrix Reloaded Soundtrack - Burly Brawl


People screamed, as the brigade of twenty suited men chased him through the market, shoving people out of their way as they ran, trying the best they could to catch him.

He pulled out his cell-phone, and dialed +991....

"Kharkiv Dispatch, problem?"

He gasped for air as he ran, his lungs taking a tole, "Get....me...OUT OF HERE..."

"Sir-", she was cut off by him as he screamed.

"SEND BACKUP CRUISERS TO STREET TWENTY-SIX OF KHARKIV CITY, NOW, PLEASE"

"The gunmen, I take it? Units on the move, backup six-ten-one is on its way, keep on the move."

Dispatch: "All units open, be advised, gunmen chasing suspect requests backup, traced call reports this comes from Khaletskiy Lachance, Security Agent, be advised, all free units are to report to Street Twenty-Six through Eight now, code ten-sixty-six in progress, suspects are armed, repeat, are armed, all units are advised to secure officer and leave immediately."

He hung up, the dispatch woman doing so as well.

A police cruiser rounded the corner, blocking the path of them. The trio drew their handguns, scaring the daylights out of the police officer, as he pulled up onto the sidewalk to avoid a hail of gunfire.

He jumped on top of the police car, gripping the siren-lights as hard as he could, like an infant holding a blanket.

The trio, about ninety feet away, increased their speed, they were gaining, fast.

"GET US THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!! GO! GO-GO-GO-GO-GO-GO-GO-GOOOOOOOO, NOW!"

The cadet threw the cruiser in reverse, hitting a cart of watermelons, as bullets from the trio begun to ping off the back of the car.

He threw the car into drive, and floored it as hard as he could, after cutting the wheel so hard, it made a loud sound as if a hammer was hitting a table. The car sped out from the sidewalk, pulling into the right lane.

The car sped through the district, the sirens blaring, hurting Lachance's ears like no tomorrow. The men behind stopped their pursuit, tossed a sewer lid from the ground like it was nothing, and hopped down inside the mucky cavern, one by one. The people on the side of the street dashed out of the way as the car sped by, the cars pulling to the right of the road.  

Two BMW's shot into the right lane behind them, picking up speed, Lachance tilted his head back, his leg slipping from the trunk, securing his feet on the spoiler, gribbing the light tightly as the car made a sharp right turn, causing him to gag.

The BMW's floored it, following behind them, the odds were starting to look grim.... 

Plunger

Gareth 'Spectre' Thatcher watches the events play out from his position above the Pripyat Elementary School. He momentarily decides weather to intervene in the stalkers bad luck as she is chased by the revears through the streets.

"Isn't this just an unusual show..."

He says unslinging his vintorez bringing the rifle to his shoulders carefully before flipping open the sights. With the safety still on he can get a better look at the stalker and revears running by.

In the middle of fight his spine starts to burn a clear warning sign to him that a blowout is about to occur, or a controller is present. Not wanting to confront either he slides into the roof access hatch back into the elementary school. He quickly opens the nearest room silently and locks it positioning himself to shoot whatever may come in.

Dark Angel

Chernobyl Hedgehog sigh loading a grenade into F2000 and changing the clip Damn i'm so sick of this.

She starts walking toward the school looking around with interest.

She stops for a second feeling danger of upcoming emission You gotta be kidding me like usually. I'm still gonna leave the zone

Anyway i gotta move on She turns around and start walking toward the school holding her hands in her pockets.

Bagelz

#47
The police cruiser pulled to a slow, as the BMW's chased behind gaining immensely close distance and speed. As the door swung open, he swung himself over the roof of the car, propelling his body into the passenger side of the vehicle.

As the vehicles behind chased, an old Honda Civic pulled from a driveway, making its way into the left lane, oblivious to the three speeding cars coming in at eighty miles an hour, as one of the BMW's smashed into the rear of the Civic, pulverizing the end of it, sending it spinning into circles, forcing the two others to swing around the crashed duo of cars.They once again begun picking up speed as they floored the gas.

Lachance buckled himself into the seat, strapping the seat-belt to a maximum hold, and slammed the dashboard with his hand, "Go, What the hell are you waiting for cadet, GO!".  He checked the rear-view mirror, as the functional duo gained increasing closeness to the police cruiser, now with the tires squealing as the cadet floored the gas.

Two police cruisers pulled from the driveway on the right, the duo oblivious to knowing they were there because of the speed they were picking up. The two cruisers flashed their lights. and flipped their siren switches to the upward position, as they floored the gas following behind.

It was an interesting scene. Criminals chasing cops, and cops chasing criminals, pretty rare. Too bad the suited men inside the car were soon to meet their maker, but for now, they had an advantage.

The cruiser sped around a corner, smashing a newspaper stand, pedestrians jumping out of the way to avoid death and destruction. The two behind followed, as did the two police cruisers, now picking up significant speed.

"So ehhh', h- how", he stopped himself as the cut the wheel, making a left turn past a parked car, "So eeh, h-how often does THIS happen?"

He replied to him, sweat trickeling down his forehead, "I'd say...never.", the cadet chuckled nervously at his reply, his laugh stuttering and cracking.

Ravanger

#48
Rammstein - Mutter

The other reavers hide in a cave some distance away deep inside to hide and sleep and rest...

A monolithian runs taging along with 3 reavers includeing Croak.

The monolith says to them,"So you seen something my child of the zone?" the Reavers looks at him almost nodding it seems.


They quickly catch on the trail of the stalker again.


The monolith begins loading his Vss checking it and getting ready for what ever comes next.

He thinks deep in his mind"These heretics ruining my holy land....If we get this one alive I will offer it as a sacrifice to our mighty Monolith and the Zone.Ohhhhhh how I would do anything for my dear Monolith."

The monolith readys his gun,flipping it off saftey adjusting the scope....

He waits.......

They keep running as the monolith slides near a wall as the Reavers go ahead giveing him a sign,meaning "HERE HERE HERE" the Reavers near the school as the monolith darts towards another building going inside,he runs upstairs to a small window. He grabs a small board of somesorts leaning it on the window then setting his vss in the window,he thinks deep in his mind "Now I shall wait for them to drive him out and I will finish the stalker.".

The Reaver slowly creep around the building and find small entrances to enter.



He thinks again in his mind"My comrades,my Brothers and sisters,I will avenge you who have fallen for each of these people I kill, I will,I will kill these stupied bastard for my Monolith,OUR MONOLITH!!!!!."

The monolith has odd flashes in his mind,he sees a man limbless speaking to him."I am here to help you to show you your future your past and what will be.I will give you all you need,I am the Essence,we are brothers,connected threw my child you call the Reavers.I will show you what you want,what you need."

Takes off his mask rubbing his face quickly as he shoves it back on.

He then says quietly,"Not know Essence me and your children must complete the task at hand."

The monolith puts on a stern face then prepares for the comeing fight.


Also thinking to himself while going into this school is Croak,haveing odd flashes of what the school use to be,children around......He thought in his little brain of his"Ohhh the life I had,my father,my mother,my dear brothers when we were human,but we were never really human to start with.....I wonder what the stalker will think,when we are killing them....It feels good but hurts also....Why Father Essence why did you bless me the power of this thought.....I will ripp the stalkers neck out and feast on his entrails....GARRRRRG."

Dark Angel

#49
S T A L K E R ( rammstein "rosenrot")


Chernobyl Hedgehog enters the school walking toward the old basement which is clear of any life forms. As soon as she steps on the stairs she takes out a life water throwing it at the entrance creating "Canner" so none would get to her. Safety first? Eh? Guy who said that was so fucking right...

She keeps walking down the stairs into the room where people were hiding at the disaster. She looks around the room Time to have some rest?

She sits down in the corner pointing her F2000 at the door and falling a sleep.


**PSEUDO-ZONE**

Chernobyl Hedgehog wakes up in the PSEUDO-ZONE's NPP control room right infront of "Tramp" she smiles saying Hello

Tramp nods end replies the same to her.


She slowly asks So how is the life here?

Tramp answers Good

She rubs her hands together asking Got anything els to tell me about my future?

Tramp remains calm and replies I already told you that everything is the same.