CapRex213
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| 08 May 2012 08:26 PM |
You wake up in a moldy bedroom. You can see a door, a bookshelf with a few books and a small box, and the bed you're lying in. The wall paper is moldy and peeling. The books are dogeared and ripped. The sheets are stained and cut.
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CapRex213
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| 08 May 2012 08:34 PM |
You open the small box. A note, along with a black shape and a few moldy biscuits are inside. You open the folded note, and inside is a quick scribbled bit of Russian.
"Kortl. Only use this in case of emergencies. You know."
You investigate the black shape. It's an old pistol, likely from the 1980s. You take the biscuits and the gun, and turn back to the room.
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| 08 May 2012 08:38 PM |
There are a few books on the book case. They are called,
"Holy Bible"
"Soldier X"
"The Night is for Hunting"
The pages of Soldier X are torn out, and The Night is for Hunting has been burned badly. You decide to take the bible.
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| 08 May 2012 08:41 PM |
You open the door slowly, and recoil in shock. The rest of the house has been blown to bits, and you realize how lucky you were to survive. A steady cracking and popping can be heard in the distance, and the occasional rumble. You notice various chests and shelves, left relatively unscathed by whatever destroyed your home.
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| 08 May 2012 08:44 PM |
| You open the closest chest. Some rusty rounds that look like they'll fit in your pistol, and a welding mask. A large crash sounds in the distance, temporarily drowning out the other noise, which you figure is gunfire. |
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vladmir12
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| 08 May 2012 08:45 PM |
| Equip the welding mask, load pistol and investgate the gunfire. |
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| 08 May 2012 08:47 PM |
You cough a bit, and spit on the ground. Your spit is a sickly green colour. You put on the welding mask, surprised at it's weight. As you reload the pistol, you walk towards the gunfire.
A few minutes pass. The gunfire is much louder, just a few houses away. The occasional rumblings are getting louder aswell. You notice you've stopped outside a department store.
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| 08 May 2012 08:48 PM |
| Go inside the department store. |
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| 08 May 2012 08:53 PM |
You go inside, quickly noticing a key factor = It's been looted well. Most shelves are empty. You find a few pieces of bread, and some Coca Cola. Good enough for now. You turn into one of the aisles, and gasp as you eye the corpse of a man in a military uniform. He has no weapon with him, but his backpack has some medical supplies. You search more, but nothing worth taking is left.
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| 08 May 2012 08:57 PM |
You head towards the gunfire, and as you turn arround a house, you're faced with a scene of battle. Men in uniforms like the one you saw before, and regular people wearing hubcap armour, scraps of metal, and other protection, are being pinned down by a humvee with a large gun - American made, by the looks of it. One of the soldiers grabs you and pulls you into cover before you can object, and looks at your pistol, smirking. He hands you a grenade and a knife, and fires blindly over the scrap metal.
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| 08 May 2012 08:59 PM |
| I open fire on the regular people. |
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| 08 May 2012 09:00 PM |
You try to shoot the civilians, but as you raise your gun, the soldier strikes you. He curses in Russian, and yells, "They are not the enemy!"
A nearby man using a car door as a shield loses his head to an enemy rifle shot.
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| 08 May 2012 09:03 PM |
| 'Who is than!?!?" I say in an angry tone. |
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| 08 May 2012 09:03 PM |
| (I did not understand that, sorry.) |
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| 08 May 2012 09:05 PM |
| I ask the russian soldier why are they killing cillivans. |
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| 08 May 2012 09:07 PM |
He responds, "Because the civilians sheltered us when the Americans attacked. Gave us food. I'd advise you use those grenades, there'll be more weapons once that enemy truck is dead."
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| 08 May 2012 09:08 PM |
| I toss a grenade at the American soldiers. |
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| 08 May 2012 09:24 PM |
| -wakes up to a grenade hitting me- |
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| 08 May 2012 09:26 PM |
A lucky shot! Your grenade bounces into the open cabin of the Humvee. A soldier with a rough New Yorker accent screams, "Help!". His plea is never answered, as the Humvee explodes into a rough ball of flame. The soldier grins wildly at you, and hands you his beat up AK-74U as he goes to scavenge weapons from the wreckage. Behind the Humvee's flaming husk, is the inner city.
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