6a1b2e No.9470 [View All]
The year is early 2013, as the Brain Scorcher within the Zone of Alienation, bordering within Ukraine and nearby Belarus, has been deactivated by a STALKER named 'Marked One'. STALKERs, Dutiers, Freedomers, looters, and bandits alike have flocked towards the center of the zone, in hopes of a treasure trove of artifacts, or for the legendary wish granter. Whether you decide to adventure deeper within the lands of The Zone, or stay, only you can choose. Or perhaps you'd like to start your own band of STALKERs, or possibly a faction?
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Gender:
Skills: [Do not fill out]
Gear: [Do not fill out]
Fluff: [Your backstory, how you got here, what happened before you entered the zone, and Etc.]
Also, sorry if this game looks like shit, I just started making builders again.
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6a1b2e No.9540
 | Rolled 37 (1d40) |
1. I do my best to charm the man into lowering the price of the Fort 12. Then buy 4 bandages if I can get him lower then 700. I'll buy 2 if I can't.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [1000 Rubles] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9541
>>9540
>Luckily, you manage to lower the price of the gun to six-hundred rubles, with charm from your motherland. You shell out two one hundred ruble bills towards the man, and as he grabs the money and counts it up. Soon after, he grabs four bandages, and offers it to you, as he sits back down and continues to look at you.
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6a1b2e No.9543
| Rolled 35 (1d40) |
>>9541
1. Thank the man for the gun and the bandages and be on my way.
Go see if the Rookie wants to continue to show me how to be a successful Stalker… and head out to scavenge once more. I shall use the Fort-12 as my main gun and the Makarov as a backup for now.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9545
>>9543
>The trader doesnt respond as you thank him and leave. You walk over towards the rookie, asking him if he wants to go out and scavenge again. He would be sitting down in-front of a campfire, watching the flames. He gazes towards you, replying with "Nah, maybe later." He then averts his vision back towards the blaze, watching the campfire silently.
I'll be taking a quick break guys, I wont take long.
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6a1b2e No.9546
| Rolled 22 (1d40) |
>>9541
1. Hmmm, alright. If he doesn't want to go right now I suppose I should hold off. Still… I don't want to stay still. Staying still makes you think. Memories start to rise. I … don't want that right now. I think I'll go out on my own. Not far, not alone. Just poke around and see what I can find.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9547
>>9546
>As you walk off in the distance, footsteps could be heard bolting towards you. "Wait, wait!" When you turn around, you could see the rookie, looking towards you. "I'm gonna go scavenge with you, but you should've let me known when you were leaving." He says. He brings out his pistol, motioning you to lead the way.
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6a1b2e No.9548
| Rolled 18 (1d40) |
>>9547
1. I smile at him in gratitude and pick a random direction. Let the winds carry me forward, as they always have.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9549
>>9548
>You randomly pick a direction, and begin your adventure. As you wander down the road infront of you, there would be a broken down bridge, with military members occupating the area. To the far left of you, would be a large abandoned hotel, with most of the building being heavily rusted. To the right of you, would be a car park, inhabited by men in black trenchcoats and men in black hoodies and blue adidas pants. To the bottom right of you would be the school, with a pack of boars patrolling the building. To the top right would then be a tunnel, possibly leading underground. In some areas would be mutants roaming around and hunting for food. Boars, dogs, and cats would be seen exploring, almost like you.
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6a1b2e No.9550
| Rolled 17 (1d40) |
>>9498
Name: Ivan Vishinski
Age: 27
Appearance: Tall, physically fit. Short dark hair, odd-eyed (blue-green). Slightly rounded face.
Gender: Male
Skills: [Tricky] +10 when trying to convince people to enter dangerous areas, or search for artifacts.
Gear: [Makarov] 3x[Makarov Magazine] [9x18mm Box of Ammo] [Sausage On a Stick] [650 Rubles] [Photograph]
Fluff: Ivan's father was a Ukrainian factory worker in Kiev. His mother was a baker's apprentice. Back in '86 when Chernobyl's fourth reactor went supercritical, Sergei Vishinski fled with his pregnant wife to Romania, hoping to avoid the radiation issuing from the Zone. As it turned out, the move was unnecessary, as Kiev was not very affected by the incident. In any event, Ivan enlisted in the Romanian Army when he turned 17 and was moved to Kosovo to work as a sniper with KFOR. He helped keep the peace there for a while, but moved back home when he no longer needed to serve. Taking orders wasn't for him. On the bus home, he heard about the Zone and all of the crap people left behind there. As soon as the bus stopped in Kiev, Ivan hitched a ride in the covered back of a pick up truck taking supplies to soldiers in the zone. The driver was happy to take Ivan and his few possessions into the zone. Now that he's here, Ivan plans on making his fortune any way he can, though it would be preferable for other people to do the work for him. It's easier to take an artifact from a dead man than it is to take one from a mutant infested cave.
Sorry about the late reply. It's a bit of a non-standard game you've got going here. It's nice. A bit of 4chan promptness and a bit of the 8chan permanence.
1. I'll lie in wait for the two. I don't want to get shot and I want to be able to get a better read on them and their intentions. The nearest hole in the ground should work, along with any wall tall enough to hide me. Once they're nearby, I'll listen to their conversation. If they seem friendly or friendly enough, I'll reveal myself carefully and diplomatically. I might do one of two things if they seem unfriendly. I could attack from behind when they're not aware, or I could lie low if they seem like too much of a challenge.
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6a1b2e No.9555
| Rolled 19 (1d40) |
1. Hmmm, how about we explore the hotel. Take things slowly and cautiously.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9556
>>9550
>You rush over to the nearest hole, and jump in. The hole would be shallow, as if it was just dug up a week ago. As you inspect the two walking, they would appear to be walking away from the hotel. Chatting, and telling stories. One of them would pull out some sort of hand-held device, and type in it, and then slide it back away, bringing out his rifle. In the distance, another group is heading over towards the hotel. They would appear to only have sidearms and anoraks.
>>9555
checked
>You decide the best area to scavenge is the hotel. You ready up, and take to the building. The outer coating of the building would be corroded with rust, and foliage. A bit of a distance from you would be a hole, a shallow one. It doesnt appear to have people in the hole. At-least, in first glance. There would be a sign in the entrance of the hotel, with most of the letters having rusted completely. Some of the letters are implanted on the ground, with signs that it fell awhile ago. Through the shattered windows of the building, you could see a pool, and several chairs. In the middle of the pool, the air would look distorted, as if it was like heat in the summer.
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6a1b2e No.9558
| Rolled 36 (1d40) |
1. How curious. Investigate the distortion. Unless the Rookie says we shouldn't of course. I am new at this after all.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9559
>>9558
>You and the rookie, curious about what is in the middle of the pool, go inside to investigate. The distortion would frolic and flicker around, in a hasty circular motion. There would be several other of these visual anomalies around as well. "I wonder.. what this is?" The rookie says, peeking his head closer and closer towards the anomaly.
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6a1b2e No.9560
| Rolled 36 (1d40) |
1. . "That is not what they meant when they say use your head." Stop the rookie before he sticks his head in this thing. Try throwing a rock or something instead.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9561
>>9560
>"That is not what they meant when they say use your head." You say, as you quickly pull him back. "Good point, but what should we use?" Asks the rookie, continuing to watch the anomaly.
>You grab a nearby rock, and walk back. You throw it at the cluster of visual anomalies, and… They instantly turn into flames the second the rock touched the anomaly! The blaze runs wild, and the rest of the visual anomalies burst into flames.
Roll for artifact detection if you'd like.
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6a1b2e No.9562
| Rolled 22 (1d40) |
1. The good ol' rock trick. Alright lets see if anything is around here. Artifact Hunt!
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9563
>>9562
Now you just have to roll for the tier of the artifact.
>You walk around the anomalies, trying to find something. You manage to find… Some sort of object near the anomalies. What it is, you don't know.
>"…What the hell is that?" The rookie asks, peering at the item. He slowly starts to look around, his eyebrows starting to raise slightly.
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6a1b2e No.9566
| Rolled 4 (1d40) |
1. I don't know. C'mon, lets look it over in the sunlight instead of the darkened hotel pool. artifact tier.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9568
>>9566
>You quickly snatch the item from the anomalies, as you then walk back outside, inspecting the artifact. Though, while you were investigating, it would be very clear that your geiger counter would be ticking. The artifact would be a light-brown in color, and the middle parts of the artifact having gaping holes, reaching to the top of the object. Some parts of the item would have some white lines.
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6a1b2e No.9582
| Rolled 27 (1d40) |
1. Alright! Lets continue exploring and scavenging. One item, no matter how strange isn't going to be worth much. Continue checking out the hotel.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9583
>>9582
>You explore around the hotel, hoping to find things to scavenge. You enter dozens of hotel rooms, looking through every nook and cranny. You manage to find a few little things worthy of selling.
>Gear: [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA], [20 Rubles]
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6a1b2e No.9584
| Rolled 16 (1d40) |
>>9556
Name: Ivan Vishinski
Age: 27
Appearance: Tall, physically fit. Short dark hair, odd-eyed (blue-green). Slightly rounded face.
Gender: Male
Skills: [Tricky] +10 when trying to convince people to enter dangerous areas, or search for artifacts.
Gear: [Makarov] 3x[Makarov Magazine] [9x18mm Box of Ammo] [Sausage On a Stick] [650 Rubles] [Photograph]
Fluff: Ivan's father was a Ukrainian factory worker in Kiev. His mother was a baker's apprentice. Back in '86 when Chernobyl's fourth reactor went supercritical, Sergei Vishinski fled with his pregnant wife to Romania, hoping to avoid the radiation issuing from the Zone. As it turned out, the move was unnecessary, as Kiev was not very affected by the incident. In any event, Ivan enlisted in the Romanian Army when he turned 17 and was moved to Kosovo to work as a sniper with KFOR. He helped keep the peace there for a while, but moved back home when he no longer needed to serve. Taking orders wasn't for him. On the bus home, he heard about the Zone and all of the crap people left behind there. As soon as the bus stopped in Kiev, Ivan hitched a ride in the covered back of a pick up truck taking supplies to soldiers in the zone. The driver was happy to take Ivan and his few possessions into the zone. Now that he's here, Ivan plans on making his fortune any way he can, though it would be preferable for other people to do the work for him. It's easier to take an artifact from a dead man than it is to take one from a mutant infested cave.
1. The arrival of the newcomers could herald a confrontation. Should one arise, I'll wait until it is over and stealthily pick off the survivors. If the two groups merge, I'll gauge their intentions and act on that information. If they turn out to be benign, I'll hail them diplomatically. If they are hostile, I'll wait for them to move by. I can't face down more than a couple other S.T.A.L.K.E.R.s.
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6a1b2e No.9585
| Rolled 38 (1d40) |
1. That will do nicely. Head back to town.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [200 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA], [20 Rubles]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
>[Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA], [20 Rubles]
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6a1b2e No.9586
>>9584
>You continue to lay low, as they explore around the hotel you were going to scavenge. Soon after, they leave the building, beginning to head back to the local safe-zone. Their backpacks would be slightly more packed from before, it would seem. One of the people travelling would be female, and the other a male. One of them would have a fort-12, and the other a PBs. The female would be dusky, slender, and lean. She also has dark-colored eyes, and hair.These people are players btw
>>9585
You finish scavenging, and decide its time to head back into town. You leave via the front entrance, starting to walk back to the rookie village. While you walked back, you would see a STALKER, with a tall stature. He would appear to be physically fit, and his hair a short, dark hair. He also has a slightly rounded face. He would have a Makarov, much like the one you have.
>A voice would broadcast over all PDAs, a man with a low tone would speak. "Attention, all STALKERs! A blowout is approaching! I repeat, a blowout is coming! Find cover if you don't want to die!" The broadcast then dissapears, as the sky shifts into a dark and light green colored aura. Sirens would begin to be sounded throughout the zone, and every STALKER outside would begin to rush towards cover.
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6a1b2e No.9587
| Rolled 3 (1d40) |
1. Run for the town.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [220 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9590
>>9587
>You book it as fast as you can towards the town, disregarding the safety for the rookie. As you continue to rush towards the safezone, the rookie would stumble and tumble, falling over and accidentaly grabbing your leg, forcing you down on the ground with him.
>The sky begins to morph from a beautiful green, to a bright red into the sky. The sirens stop, and anybody by now has either already reached cover, or is running for their life.
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6a1b2e No.9591
| Rolled 3 (1d40) |
1. Help the rookie up and head for the nearest shelter. Maybe the PDA can point you somewhere closer then the town.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [220 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9594
>>9591
>You attempt to get up and run back to the village, but… You can't move?
>Your legs are completely lodged into the ground, and they arent seeming to budge one bit. The rookies attempts to get you back up, but he can't do anything. He bolts out of sight, towards the rookie village in the distance. Is this the end? You think to yourself, as you attempt to get up, using all of the power in your body, to try and do so.
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6a1b2e No.9596
| Rolled 17 (1d40) |
>>
1. Nothing to do but try again.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [220 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
>>You attempt to get up and run back to the village, but… You can't move?
>
>>Your legs are completely lodged into the ground, and they arent seeming to budge one bit. The rookies attempts to get you back up, but he can't do anything. He bolts out of sight, towards the rookie village in the distance. Is this the end? You think to yourself, as you attempt to get up, using all of the power in your body, to try and do so.
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6a1b2e No.9597
>>9596
>After trying to get out for about a minute, you manage to force out both of your legs, rendering you able to get back to the town.
>As you rush back towards the village, the earth would suddenly shake, while the red sky would begin to turn darker, and darker. The quaking would only turn worse…
FINAL TURN FOR THE DAY, IM GONNA SLEEP. g-goodnight guys
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6a1b2e No.9598
| Rolled 33 (1d40) |
>>9586
Name: Ivan Vishinski
Age: 27
Appearance: Tall, physically fit. Short dark hair, odd-eyed (blue-green). Slightly rounded face.
Gender: Male
Skills: [Tricky] +10 when trying to convince people to enter dangerous areas, or search for artifacts.
Gear: [Makarov] 3x[Makarov Magazine] [9x18mm Box of Ammo] [Sausage On a Stick] [650 Rubles] [Photograph]
Fluff: Ivan's father was a Ukrainian factory worker in Kiev. His mother was a baker's apprentice. Back in '86 when Chernobyl's fourth reactor went supercritical, Sergei Vishinski fled with his pregnant wife to Romania, hoping to avoid the radiation issuing from the Zone. As it turned out, the move was unnecessary, as Kiev was not very affected by the incident. In any event, Ivan enlisted in the Romanian Army when he turned 17 and was moved to Kosovo to work as a sniper with KFOR. He helped keep the peace there for a while, but moved back home when he no longer needed to serve. Taking orders wasn't for him. On the bus home, he heard about the Zone and all of the crap people left behind there. As soon as the bus stopped in Kiev, Ivan hitched a ride in the covered back of a pick up truck taking supplies to soldiers in the zone. The driver was happy to take Ivan and his few possessions into the zone. Now that he's here, Ivan plans on making his fortune any way he can, though it would be preferable for other people to do the work for him. It's easier to take an artifact from a dead man than it is to take one from a mutant infested cave.
Well. They haven't killed each other, nor have they found me yet. I should rally start making friends in the zone or I'm going nowhere. I'll peek my head out from the ditch. "Hello, fellow S.T.A.L.K.E.R.s. How is this fine day treating you?"
My Makarov will be hidden from view, but at the ready. Safety is, of course, off. Finger resting on the trigger guard, I'll be ready if anything goes south.
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6a1b2e No.9599
>>9597
G-goodnight, Koshnvkan.
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6a1b2e No.9600
| Rolled 22 (1d40) |
1. Running. Not much more to say on that.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [220 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
>>You attempt to get up and run back to the village, but… You can't move?
>
>>Your legs are completely lodged into the ground, and they arent seeming to budge one bit. The rookies attempts to get you back up, but he can't do anything. He bolts out of sight, towards the rookie village in the distance. Is this the end? You think to yourself, as you attempt to get up, using all of the power in your body, to try and do so.
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6a1b2e No.9637
>>9600 (Checked)
>Having gained back your momentum and speed, you sprint back to the nearest safe-zone as fast as possible. Just as you reach a house immune from the blowout, you experience excruciating pain. Your brain feels like it is boiling, and your nervous system boiling as well. You just have to crawl, you barely think to yourself over the pain.
>>9598
>Just as you peek your head out, they instantly bolt out, as the sirens blare around in the zone. What a rude couple, you think to yourself, as the sky begins to morph into a beautiful bright and dark green aura. Soon after, though, the sky turns into a bright red. I'm gonna assume you entered shelter because by the time you posted your turn the blowout was already happening
>As you take cover within the hotel, the earth would begin to violently shake, almost alike to an earthquake. The sky would slowly begin to turn into a darker, and darker red.
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6a1b2e No.9638
| Rolled 4 (1d40) |
1. Almost. There.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [220 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9646
>>9637
Name: Ivan Vishinski
Age: 27
Appearance: Tall, physically fit. Short dark hair, odd-eyed (blue-green). Slightly rounded face.
Gender: Male
Skills: [Tricky] +10 when trying to convince people to enter dangerous areas, or search for artifacts.
Gear: [Makarov] 3x[Makarov Magazine] [9x18mm Box of Ammo] [Sausage On a Stick] [650 Rubles] [Photograph]
Fluff: Ivan's father was a Ukrainian factory worker in Kiev. His mother was a baker's apprentice. Back in '86 when Chernobyl's fourth reactor went supercritical, Sergei Vishinski fled with his pregnant wife to Romania, hoping to avoid the radiation issuing from the Zone. As it turned out, the move was unnecessary, as Kiev was not very affected by the incident. In any event, Ivan enlisted in the Romanian Army when he turned 17 and was moved to Kosovo to work as a sniper with KFOR. He helped keep the peace there for a while, but moved back home when he no longer needed to serve. Taking orders wasn't for him. On the bus home, he heard about the Zone and all of the crap people left behind there. As soon as the bus stopped in Kiev, Ivan hitched a ride in the covered back of a pick up truck taking supplies to soldiers in the zone. The driver was happy to take Ivan and his few possessions into the zone. Now that he's here, Ivan plans on making his fortune any way he can, though it would be preferable for other people to do the work for him. It's easier to take an artifact from a dead man than it is to take one from a mutant infested cave.
Well, that's inopportune. I've never been here during one of these unpleasant happenings. I'll remember to flee for shelter if I hear air raid sirens, just as I did in Kosovo. In the meantime, I'll lie low and wait for this thing to roll over. Maybe I can look around the hotel a bit too.
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6a1b2e No.9647
| Rolled 34 (1d40) |
>>9646
Nice dice.
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6a1b2e No.9672
>>9638
>Your brain, and nerves continue to boil at fast speeds, beginning to move faster, and faster. You manage to reach your arm in, you're so close… Only a few inches more….
>>9646
>And find things you do! You manage to find several items of value. Including a PDA with stash coordinates!
Gear: [PDA w/ Stash Coordinates] [9x18mm Box of Ammo] [Locked Box] 2x[Tourists Delight]
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6a1b2e No.9676
>>9470
Name: Ingrid Steinhund
Age: 31
Appearance:
Gender: female
Skills: [Do not fill out]
Gear: [Do not fill out]
Fluff: Ingrid grew up with tales of her grandfather, a tank gunner for the Wehrmacht, listening to them at the man's feet she found herself fascinated with the tales of combat and war, eventually her grandfather died, leaving his old war uniform to her. She eventually grew up, bored with her normal life and hearing stories about the "Zone" and how there were all sorts of things that could be found there. Eventually she decided that she would take her grandfathers old uniform and go explore the zone, maybe she could relive the stories she had been told there.
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6a1b2e No.9677
Name: Getatavjier Stahkerr
Age: Radioactively Fresh
Appearance: Getatavjier has seen his fair share of mutants and gunfight, his body has a number of scars. Blond hair and blue eyes he otherwise looks like every other slav.
Gender: Male
Skills: [Do not fill out]
Gear: [Do not fill out]
Fluff:
More than once Getatavjier has entered irradiated buildings, the deep and dark basements where mutanst and raiders lurk, surviving countless brushes with death. He has been the last surviving member of his group more than once, all of that boiling down to one simple instict. For years now Getatavjier has always known when to bluff and when to fold, keeping him alive when others refused to pack their things and leave, finding a sudden and brutal end.
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6a1b2e No.9678
| Rolled 6 (1d40) |
1. Almost… There….
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [220 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9680
>>9676
>You enter into The Zone, in lust for adventure, fortune, like so many other people. Your thoughts begin to remember all that has happened through your life, ever since you were a kid.
>While you were daydreaming about your life, you have successfully been smuggled, into The Zone.
>Gear: [Walther PPK] 2x[PPK Mag] [Box of 9×17mm Kurz Ammo] [462 Rubles] 2x[Roggenmischbrot]
>Skills: [German Pride] When you wear your grandfathers german uniform, you gain a… Boost, of a sort. You feel like you're going to try and make your family proud, proud of what they've done, what YOU'VE done. +6 to Combat Rolls
>>9677 Checked
>Entering the zone for a second time, you prepare yourself, beginning to tense up. Time passes, and as you pass through the military checkpoint, you are dropped in the Rookie Village, with nothing but a dinky weapon, a couple mags, rubles, and a few other things.
>Gear: [Makarov] 2x[Makarov Magazine] [9x18mm Box of Ammo] [552 Rubles] [Tourists Delight]
>>9678
>As you reach your arm to crawl into the bunker, you finally pass out due to the psi effects.
>…You can't move your eyeballs? Or anything, as a matter of fact. Are you dead? You don't even know. You're alive, you think to yourself, trying to find a way to wake up.
>A message would appear on every STALKERs PDA, as the sky would start to return to its regular, blue, and cloudy sky.
>"STALKERs, the blowout has finished. I hope you're all alive and well."
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6a1b2e No.9681
| Rolled 30 (1d40) |
>>9680
>Name: Ingrid Steinhund
>Age: 31
>Appearance:
>Gender: female
>Skills: [German Pride] When you wear your grandfathers german uniform, you gain a… Boost, of a sort. You feel like you're going to try and make your family proud, proud of what they've done, what YOU'VE done. +6 to Combat Rolls
>Gear: [Walther PPK] 2x[PPK Mag] [Box of 9×17mm Kurz Ammo] [462 Rubles] 2x[Roggenmischbrot]
>Fluff: Ingrid grew up with tales of her grandfather, a tank gunner for the Wehrmacht, listening to them at the man's feet she found herself fascinated with the tales of combat and war, eventually her grandfather died, leaving his old war uniform to her. She eventually grew up, bored with her normal life and hearing stories about the "Zone" and how there were all sorts of things that could be found there. Eventually she decided that she would take her grandfathers old uniform and go explore the zone, maybe she could relive the stories she had been told there.
1. Huh, so this is the zone, well might as well start searching around, let us look for something interesting.
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6a1b2e No.9682
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6a1b2e No.9683
| Rolled 10 (1d40) |
>>
1. Wake. Up.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [220 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9686
| Rolled 12 (1d40) |
>>9672
Name: Ivan Vishinski
Age: 27
Appearance: Tall, physically fit. Short dark hair, odd-eyed (blue-green). Slightly rounded face.
Gender: Male
Skills: [Tricky] +10 when trying to convince people to enter dangerous areas, or search for artifacts.
Gear: [Makarov] 3x[Makarov Magazine] [18x18mm Box of Ammo] [Sausage On a Stick] 2x[Tourist's Delight] [650 Rubles] [Photograph] [PDA w/ Stash Coordinates] [Locked Box]
Fluff: Ivan's father was a Ukrainian factory worker in Kiev. His mother was a baker's apprentice. Back in '86 when Chernobyl's fourth reactor went supercritical, Sergei Vishinski fled with his pregnant wife to Romania, hoping to avoid the radiation issuing from the Zone. As it turned out, the move was unnecessary, as Kiev was not very affected by the incident. In any event, Ivan enlisted in the Romanian Army when he turned 17 and was moved to Kosovo to work as a sniper with KFOR. He helped keep the peace there for a while, but moved back home when he no longer needed to serve. Taking orders wasn't for him. On the bus home, he heard about the Zone and all of the crap people left behind there. As soon as the bus stopped in Kiev, Ivan hitched a ride in the covered back of a pick up truck taking supplies to soldiers in the zone. The driver was happy to take Ivan and his few possessions into the zone. Now that he's here, Ivan plans on making his fortune any way he can, though it would be preferable for other people to do the work for him. It's easier to take an artifact from a dead man than it is to take one from a mutant infested cave.
1. Finally, that unpleasant experience has passed. It's time to venture out into the Zone proper. Perhaps I can find the stash marked in the coordinates. Maybe I can find a way to open the odd box on the way.
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6a1b2e No.9699
>>9681
You set out, and explore the zone to try and find goodies! As you walk through the road by the village, you manage to find several old, abandoned buildings everywhere around you. There would be a car park, a hotel, a school, a building leading underground, and a bridge by the north.
There would also be several STALKER corpses near the buildings, and in the green fields of grass, nearby. So many choices!
>>9683
You.. cant. This is it. This is your end. As you try to wake up from your unconcious state, your brain doesnt respond. Nothing responds. You cant feel the ground, you cant hear anything, or even dream.
…Has the zone claimed another life?
>>9686
You pack up, and leave the hotel, with the box in your hands. As you look for the stash location in the PDA, a loud *CRRACK* whizzes over your head, along with the sound of a rifle discharging nearby.
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6a1b2e No.9700
| Rolled 36 (1d40) |
>fuck it, the dice are literally killing me. I'll try one more time before calling it quits.
1. don't give up.
Name: Jill
Age: 26
Appearance: Dusky, slender and lean. Dark hairs and dark eyes. Romanian. Used to play up the whole mysterious gypsy schtich. Now doesn't bother.
Gender: Female
>Gear: [Fort-12] [Makarov] 5x[Magazines] 2x[ Boxes of Ammo] [220 Rubles] 4x [Bandages] 2x[Tourists Delight] [Jellyfish Artifact] [Old Jewelry], [Empty Fort-12 Magazine], [PDA]
>Skills: [Theif] Your experience with swindling money from poor suckers might just come into use in the zone. +5 to rolls that involve stealing from somebody and/or their money.
Fluff: Jack and Jill were perhaps the most famous gypsy duo who wandered around Russia. They didn't shun the Gypsy stereotypes, they outright embraced them. Conning and thievery, fortune tellers and mysterious lovers. They indulged in it all. They made a great deal of cash… and then Jack died. A stupid accident down some stairs and a broken neck.
Jill wandered around aimlessly for a while, no longer feeling the spice of her previous life…. and wandered into the Zone.
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6a1b2e No.9701
| Rolled 19 (1d40) |
>>9699
>Name: Ingrid Steinhund
>Age: 31
>Appearance:
>Gender: female
>Skills: [German Pride] When you wear your grandfathers german uniform, you gain a… Boost, of a sort. You feel like you're going to try and make your family proud, proud of what they've done, what YOU'VE done. +6 to Combat Rolls
>Gear: [Walther PPK] 2x[PPK Mag] [Box of 9×17mm Kurz Ammo] [462 Rubles] 2x[Roggenmischbrot]
>Fluff: Ingrid grew up with tales of her grandfather, a tank gunner for the Wehrmacht, listening to them at the man's feet she found herself fascinated with the tales of combat and war, eventually her grandfather died, leaving his old war uniform to her. She eventually grew up, bored with her normal life and hearing stories about the "Zone" and how there were all sorts of things that could be found there. Eventually she decided that she would take her grandfathers old uniform and go explore the zone, maybe she could relive the stories she had been told there.
1. Let's go check out the STALKER corpses near the buildings, this simple pistol wont be enough.
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6a1b2e No.9719
| Rolled 7 (1d40) |
>>9699
Name: Ivan Vishinski
Age: 27
Appearance: Tall, physically fit. Short dark hair, odd-eyed (blue-green). Slightly rounded face.
Gender: Male
Skills: [Tricky] +10 when trying to convince people to enter dangerous areas, or search for artifacts.
Gear: [Makarov] 3x[Makarov Magazine] [18x18mm Box of Ammo] [Sausage On a Stick] 2x[Tourist's Delight] [650 Rubles] [Photograph] [PDA w/ Stash Coordinates] [Locked Box]
Fluff: Ivan's father was a Ukrainian factory worker in Kiev. His mother was a baker's apprentice. Back in '86 when Chernobyl's fourth reactor went supercritical, Sergei Vishinski fled with his pregnant wife to Romania, hoping to avoid the radiation issuing from the Zone. As it turned out, the move was unnecessary, as Kiev was not very affected by the incident. In any event, Ivan enlisted in the Romanian Army when he turned 17 and was moved to Kosovo to work as a sniper with KFOR. He helped keep the peace there for a while, but moved back home when he no longer needed to serve. Taking orders wasn't for him. On the bus home, he heard about the Zone and all of the crap people left behind there. As soon as the bus stopped in Kiev, Ivan hitched a ride in the covered back of a pick up truck taking supplies to soldiers in the zone. The driver was happy to take Ivan and his few possessions into the zone. Now that he's here, Ivan plans on making his fortune any way he can, though it would be preferable for other people to do the work for him. It's easier to take an artifact from a dead man than it is to take one from a mutant infested cave.
1. It's trench time again. I don't need a sniper taking my head off on my first day in the Zone. Once I'm safely in cover, whether that means a ditch, a building, a wall, or simply a tree, I'll see if I can use something reflective in my pack to scout out the sniper's position.
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