Well, let's see here. It all began back in my home town Kimovo, Russia. I
began my life there, growing up as a hunter and a doctor. I made my living off of killing the
small amount of game I could find and selling it cheap to the shops around my small village.
In my spare time I walked around the village finding ways to help people (mainly consisted
of healing wounds checking for disease). My father was a very quiet person, he had a hard
life and he didn't seem to bother talk to me very much at all. I hoped to learn more about
the man but before I was even five years old he went on a hunting trip and never came
back, he was presumed dead. My mother was the more friendly type, she helped almost
everyone it seemed and that is where I got my great communications skill. I also had a
brother whose name was Shiff. To my knowledge he was a good man but as we got older I
saw less and less of him (he got involved with the wrong people). He was in great debt to
the "Monsters" (what we called the bad people) of our village and he was shot 5 times in
the head, I had to sit there and watch it all happen.
Years went by of doing the same things for my whole life, killing game, healing
wounds, killing game and healing wounds. When I was 24 I thought it would be best to go
out looking for a "better" life and my mother thought I should too. I began my traveling in
the direction of Ukraine, I have gained much knowledge from my travels and heard many
things, but I heard one piece of advice that changed my life completely. In a small city
somewhere in Russia a scientist by the name of Petrenko told me of these great foreign
artifacts. He did not know much about them and neither did I, but what I did know is I
wanted to venture to "The Zone" to see what it has in store. The nice man gave the
directions on how to get there, and in order for me reach my destination I had to work for
an evil man for a whole year doing his dirty work of selling drugs. I will tell you right now
that so far, were the absolute worst year of my life. In exchange for doing his awful work,
he put me on his armored car and off I went in the direction of The Zone.
He dropped me off as close as possible to the zone, which was in the woods
somewhere nearby. I told him to bring a letter I wrote back to my mom who was probably
worrying sick about me, but I doubt he even brought it close to her. I was now 25 years old
and I've already been through so much but I've yet to be through so much more. I had with
me my knife and my medical kit to help me along my way. The driver brought me closer than
expected to the zone and within a few days, I arrived at my destination. I carefully walked
closer to a swamp where a number of people were gathered outside of a trading shop. I
met a few faces that I still talk to today and some I wish I had never met. I experienced my
first "blowout", I guess is what they call it around here. I could not even explain to you how
fast my heart was pumping that day, but luckily I had the help of a friendly STALKER. Later
that night, I attempted to mug a loner for his cash but he pulled a shotgun out and shot me
in the leg (a mistake I will never make again). I healed myself up with the few supplies I
had left. Over the next few days I just talked with the STALKERS and tried to learn more
about certain factions. I talked with a Freedomer named Thomas Wainscott and he helped
me in my knowledge about the zone. I was in one of the Trading camps and we were
attacked by a blood sucker, I had recently armed myself with a Makarov and I ran out to aid
my fellow STALKERS. Thomas and I were gunning down the monster as it charged us
numerous times. I guess I pulled off a lucky shot because the next and final shot heard was
from my Makarov, I popped him right in the back of the head and he dropped like a sack of
weights. Though it seemed no one really cared, I felt like it was the best moment of my
life.
Good start! The text could be another color tho.. It feels like my eyes are burning D:
Nice
haha Thanks, okay ill change up the text for yah
Good Work :)
Nice, I liked reading it, But you should edit it a bit, its like every word is raping the next word, make new lines, etc.
P.S.: OHH FU WHITE IS BURNING OUT MY EYES!
I am putting up some PDA entries in another topic, tell me what you think if you dont mind. thanks.
How do the words look to you now, what should be changed. Thanks :D
For text colors you'll want something more along the lines of the default white, or maybe a yellow or gold, if you want it to be easy to read.
Thanks,
Ill change it on my PDA's