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| Anonymous |
Posted on: 2012/7/19 9:55 |
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Re: Distress Call #001
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"One Foxtrot, this Charlie Seven One, ahhh my fracking head hurts, can't concentrate. I have recovered hhhheeellloooo and am now flight in base. I can barely keep from clawing at face, skin burns, fever. Agghhhh, I...." [Helicopter low altitude warning] "can't... air...." {Unknown person} "Grab the controls we're gonna crash!" [Multiple caution warning sounds][Large explosion noise][Transmission lost]
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"Helicopter is presumed down, with all aboard dead. Have received no further communications form Charlie Mike One One Seven, assume dead. Proceeding with plan B, will need time to implement. Targets, LordDean and Whisky still at large, but at least contained within AO. Assume it has to do with Green Mountain R&D. General Nakita Vladslava out."
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| LordDean |
Posted on: 2012/7/19 15:13 |
Lair Keeper (Server Admin)   Joined: 2010/4/9 From: Essex, England Posts: 1548 |
Re: Distress Call #001
LordDeans Personal Log Day 3, End of Day Quote:
I am not happy in the slightest, unfortunately my meeting with the survivor Cherry went a bit sour, not because of cherry himself, we did not actually meet, but due to the CIA, why they are here i dont know, maybe they have taken it upon themselves to fix the problem like always..... seems rather hollywood to me, who would have thought that some americans actually are like tv shows and movies.... I'd find it rather comical if they didnt balls my plan up. Well they've got my heli, so no way off this island, either stay for a very long while, or deal with my little "Stateside" problem, going to have to pull out the big guns soon.
Well at least i have comfort in the fact i have cherry's family, tucked away nice and safe, saving a few lives after what my coorporation has done may seem inconsequential, but you have to start small. Besides having someone around i could trust would be nice, whisky the bandit leader is a little too obsessed with beans to be completely sane, if Cherry wanted to stay in chernarus and help then that would be a bonus, but i wouldnt hold it over him wanting to return to his family. I'll have to hang around cherno and electro to see if i can find him once more.
Being a huge international corporation has its up sides, it really does, contacts in many countries, the ability to tap into almost all know communication systems, gives me alot of intel, a hell of alot.
One troubling thing i have noticed in all the comms ive had the time to listen to or have been informed of is one word........ "virus"...... this is a good and a bad thing, its NOT a virus, but it is communicable, it is not a presence and has no form or cells, or even matter.
The good of this is that my corp has excelled themselves if the american government and their "highly intelligent" agencies, cant even figure out its not a virus, but it shows that the level of technology and degree of research that TEC endeavour to achieve are way above any other countries.
but still..... virus..... HA! this isnt some zombie flick!....... more of a scifi spin-off hehe....urgh i need company im going slightly mad here..... virus..hehehe.. more like synaptic reprogramming gone awry.
well i guess i need some rest, ive got alot of work to do tomorrow, many places to go to and a certain CIA agent that needs disappearing, if he's still alive that is.
Progress report to HQ Quote:
Uniform Sierra Alpha hotel alpha victor echo alpha romeo romeo india victor echo delta , alpha november delta Charlie India Alpha india november tango echo romeo foxtrot echo romeo india november golf whiskey india tango hotel oscar papa echo romeo alpha tango india oscar november . November echo uniform tango romeo alpha lima india sierra alpha tango india oscar november papa romeo oscar charlie echo delta uniform romeo echo alpha golf oscar .
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| Whisky |
Posted on: 2012/7/19 16:32 |
Long Fang (High Council)   Joined: 2011/5/25 From: SouthWest UK Posts: 1535 |
Whisky Log
The Smuggler Whisky: Entry 3 Supplies are getting low, a survivor traded for my last tire yesterday. Guy was desperate, kept rambling about all he wanted to do was get out of here. He had fresh meat if you can believe it. Fresh! Must have been a hunter or at least someone who knows how to hunt and prepare game. Even with this meat there are something I need. So I'm going to have to head back to the cities by the coast and see what I can scrounge up or steal.
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| BrainDead |
Posted on: 2012/7/19 16:33 |
[WPC] Wolf   Joined: 2010/11/4 From: UK Posts: 160 |
Re: Distress Call #001
Survivor: Braindead & son
Day: 7
Location: Unknown
Ok, my son and I have escaped death once again. We have managed to secure a vehicle and have hidden ourselves away from all human contact. Man, people were hard to trust before the world went to crap and now it is even worse.
I have made a few allies on the way, including a smuggler, who has helped me out of a few tight spaces. Do I trust him? it is a case of having to, plus the old adage springs to mind, keep you friends close and your enemies closer.
Have been out scouting for a few hours now and starting to feel weary. I leave my boy at the car, if I am going to major populated areas but do take him with me to smaller locations. Hell, the kid has to learn somehow.
If it were not for him, I wouldn't be alive. He makes me a better person and keeps my head together. I think, that I would have gone mad by now and gunned down everyone I have seen but he has made me promise not to kill anyone.
He has lost too much since this began. His mother and brother were both killed in Zelengorsk, whilst we were securing parts for the car.
...it's just us now
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| BrainDead |
Posted on: 2012/7/19 16:45 |
[WPC] Wolf Joined: 2010/11/4 From: UK Posts: 160 |
Re: Distress Call #001
Survivor: Braindead & son
Day: 8
Location: Vybor
Damn, for all of the things to go wrong, my car get's grounded on some scrap metal and I cannot move it.
Wrong time of day too as the sun was ready for setting and my son was back at camp...alone!
All I could think of was getting back to him, as he gets really scared in the dark, especially if he is on his own.
Fortunately, help came along. Another survivor, was passing by and offered to help. It didn't, as he blew a tyre.
With that, I manage to free my vehicle and offer to help this guy, find a new wheel.
All this time, I am thinking of my son and want to get back.
No luck after an hour of searching but I manage to contact my smuggler friend, who is more than happy to oblige.
I have procured enough meat to feed a small army for a week, so I offer him some. Being a butcher before the world went to hell, I know the best cuts and exactly how to prepare the meat.
Hell, I even threw in a can of coke as gratitude.
Job done. One wheel replaced and I am back on my way to rejoin my frightened little boy.
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| LordDean |
Posted on: 2012/7/19 18:41 |
Lair Keeper (Server Admin) Joined: 2010/4/9 From: Essex, England Posts: 1548 |
Re: Distress Call #001
LordDeans personal log Quote:
well, unfortunately my Huey was crashed, i suppose the CIA are not so "hollywood" after all, probably forgot that he was not a pilot. No matter, i've contacted an employeee working on AI and automated computer system and he has sent in another Huey on auto pilot, this one is nice and safe out the way of being found.
Only i and the smuggler know its location, and im going to keep this one close to my chest. and in all honesty, im the only way these people CAN get off this island.
when i started TEC decades ago, i wanted power, but not over life and death, oh how what we wish for bite us in the butt.
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| Cherry |
Posted on: 2012/7/20 4:40 |
[WPC] Wolf  Joined: 2010/7/29 From: Pula, Croatia/Hrvatska Posts: 1176 |
Re: Distress Call #001
Quote: ..I..I..just don't know where from to start..
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These last few days; I don't know..were fraked up! yeah, that's the word!
FRAKED UP!
So..I want you to know this, my name, it's Cherry.
And if you found this, I'm dead, can't take this anymore.
But, you must know some things.
I think that I saw Dean, yes, The Dean.
But..I found many more things, there are living people outside of this island!
YES! ..there are! ..as I found from, apparently, CIA agent. Didn't catch his name.
That day at mountain, everything went hell! ..I was at mine little, but "comfortable" camp that I set on that same mountain, I heard shots! I didn't know what to do, but I wanted to know who was that!
So, I couldn't lose anything, I want my family back! ..try to get to them, or die trying!
That's when I saw zombies running to middle tower at castle, someone was in there and was shooting at zombies. I jelled at him and asked him his name, he didn't answered me at first, but at the end he told me his name..that I can't remember now. But I remember that he said me that he's CIA agent and that this island is under quarantine. I immediately asked him why aren't they sending any help for us! I know that there are more living persons on this island! ..but..he didn't answered me..
Then I heard a vehicle! ..yes, a vehicle! I didn't saw or heard drivable vehicle for..I don't know..months, years!!!? I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG I AM HERE!
(A lot of text is covered in blood)
Yes, that's my blood..
(last readable sentence)
..took my life.. .. .. ..
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| Anonymous |
Posted on: 2012/7/20 6:18 |
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Re: Distress Call #001
What AM I....?
I just killed a man....
He attacked me and not knowing what I was doing I grabbed him by the arm, broke it in three places, broke his knee, then broke his neck.
The worst thing is, I don't know how I did it. It was like.... I was on autopilot.
I can't remember who I am.... where I'm from.... or why I'm here. I only remember what has happened since I woke up this morning, next to a burning helicopter. The helicopter was a wreck. It was on its side, the tail was completely destroyed and was little more than some twisted hunk of metal. All around me was debris and small fires, I'm luck that the ground was damp, or else the whole forest might have gone up in flames.
When I came to, the sun was just beginning to come up over the horizon, and the air still smelled of burning jet fuel. After taking a few minutes to get a baring on my surroundings, I looked around and found a small backpack that must have survived the crash. When I looked inside I found a few cans of food, some water, and a flashlight. Not knowing what else to do I grabbed the bag and decided that I should try and get help. But before moving on I decided to look around the crash-site for more supplies, for I had no idea how far I might have to walk. As I slowly circled the helicopter, I was able to finally see the full extent of the damage, and was amazed that I had survived the crash. And that was when I noticed her....
She was lying about 20 yards away from the wreck, face down. I ran over to her to see if she was alive. Upon getting there, I rolled the body onto its back to check for a pule and what I saw next will probably haunt me for the rest of my life. It wasn't so much the sight of the corpse, it was the stare. The blank expression on her face that just stared out into nowhere, but worse than that, was the fact that whomever this person was, their face was locked in a look relieved that it was all finally over.
Upon seeing the body I chose to ran, I just ran into the woods, trying to escape the hellish site of the crash. I must have ran for over an hour before I had to stop to eat and drink. Upon finishing my refreshments, I pushed on. Not knowing why, but with some feeling of urgency. It was not long after resuming my run that I ran into him....
About 10 minutes after resuming my run I came across a barn. It looked deserted and I decided to look inside to see if there was a bike or something that I could use. A few yards from the barn, I noticed that there was someone inside. They were bent over doing something. Stepping a few feet closer I called to the person and asked if they knew where I was. Immediately, upon hearing my voice the person stood up, turned around, and started walking towards me, making strange noises. As they walked closer I again asked if they knew where I was, but just as I finished my question for the second time, I finally managed to see what the person in the barn had been standing over. It was a human being, and from the looks of it, they had had their head blown clean off, and it looked like there was a note and a gun a few feet away. However, before I had time to think about what that mean, the man that was walking towards me suddenly lunged forward, attack me, almost knocking my clean of my feet. And that is when I suddenly beat to poor man to death, with cold efficiency. I don't know what it means, but I do know that it didn't feel like that was my first time taking someone's life.
Doesn't matter. All I know is that after examining the body of the person in the barn, it looks like they committed suicide, may they rest in peace, and it seems that from their previous journal entries, things in the world have gone to hell. Not knowing what else to do, I grabbed the gun off the ground, the grip feeling good in my hands, reloaded the weapon, and began to walk towards what I made out in the distance to be a small town, with one goal, one mission, to SURVIVE.
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| RyukiiX19 |
Posted on: 2012/7/20 7:09 |
[WPC] Wolf  Joined: 2012/7/5 From: Las Vegas, NV Posts: 29 |
Katherine Entry
The Lone Teacher : Entry 001 It's total chaos out there. When this all started 2 days ago I didn't know what to think. My favorite student tried to eat me. Just out of no where turned on me while in my classroom. I fell back in my chair. And next thing I know I had a pair of scissors between his eyes. I couldn't believe what I just did. All his blood on my hands I've just killed my student. I'm so scared and terrified, I've no clue what or where to go from here! ....... 45mins later ....... I now barricade the doors. I've secured myself on the 3rd floor of my apartment. Never thought I would be glad to have found myself here. The metal door seems to be holding up just fine. I can see what is going on from my balcony. Or to be more exact, I am watching everything happen but I don't have a clue what is going on out there. What is happening. They are eating each other out there. Why? Why would someone do that. It is disgusting. Last night I swear I saw someone get attacked and after a few hours they got up and walked away. There was so much blood. How can a person live from that? It doesn't make sense. None of this makes sense.
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| BrainDead |
Posted on: 2012/7/20 10:17 |
[WPC] Wolf Joined: 2010/11/4 From: UK Posts: 160 |
Re: Katherine Entry
Survivor: Braindead & Son
Day: Not sure, could be 11 or 12, hard to keep track
Location: Forest
Trying to keep it together is so hard but I have to for my boys sake. I can't let him see me for how I am truly feeling. Do I end it for both of us? it would be quick and I could make it painless.
Urg, my head. What the hell is happening?
I heard, the government are on the island. pff f**king government, what the hell do they want? probably started this mess in the first place. Why here? and is it only here? no TV, or radio broadcasts for what seems like months now, so this could be worldwide, I just have no idea.
Long night last night...bloody cold too. Got woken up too early by the sound of a helicopter crashing. Man, I pity the poor bastards who were in it but maybe they were lucky enough to survive, or maybe unlucky being the case.. who wants to live through this?
I thought the only thing to worry about on this god foresaken place was the infected/dead/crazy, whatever they are but the survivors seem to be just as bad.
Went hunting yesterday and I witnessed a young lady, pretty one at that, stabbing a teenager in the face with what looked like a pair of scissors.....what the hell? I got out of there pretty damned quick.
Are we all infected and it's just a matter of time before we start walking around like....THEM?
or has this situation just brought out our deepest and darkest demons? what ever it is, it looks like no help is coming and we are stuck here and have no choice but to survive.....whatever it takes.
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