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  06:24:34  5 September 2009
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Psynexus
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The Zone: Rebirth

Hello fellow Stalkers. You may remember me as that guy who wrote that one long ass story that either sucked or was pretty damn good - either way, said story was good enough that a few of you have said things like "MOAR" or "so when's the sequel" or "I just finished! way too stupid , I didn't get what I wanted!". Well... 2 out of 3 wins right?

Anyway, on that note let's not have it said that I am going to start a whole sequel by any means... but I'm reserving the name bitches!

Oh, I wrote some stuff too... here you go:

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“As you can see the damage is catastrophic. The area around the Plant is charred and destroyed and the plant itself is nothing short of an inextinguishable inferno.”

The reporter continues to stare into the camera, remembering to maintain her somber look and tone as she reads the words scrolling up the prompter. The newsroom is in silent chaos in the background as people run around frantically to keep up with the latest updates and developments in the breaking story.

“Last reports indicated that the military occupation of the facility that was seen headed away from the plant in Humvees and other vehicles in an apparent retreat were that they were being pursued by some sort of animals. Some speculate the animals called the facility home and the spread of the fire forced them out of their nesting grounds.”

She does her best to stay composed but the background distractions are becoming more and more of an annoyance.

“…Now, obviously there is a lot of speculation circulating the airwaves right now as this is drawing international attention. Adrik - what on earth do you suppose… I mean how can we even begin to describe what could have happened and may still be happening in there?”

The light goes off on her camera and she takes the time to take a deep breath as the studio guest, Adrik, takes over.

“Well, Katia, we don’t have sufficient details yet say anything without a shadow of doubt, but let me be the first to ask the question that is on many of our minds: what is such a large concentration of the Russian military doing there? To see Russian forces occupying wherever they care to occupy is nothing new… but were they there in secret or did our government let them in?

Whatever the truth is, we now know that our government has not been entirely truthful with us. Whether they were invited or just pushed their ways in the Ukrainian people knew nothing about it, and for that we should be asking these questions.”

Katia inhales deeply as the camera switches back to her.
“What are your thoughts on the scene as it develops? What is the Russian military doing in the Zone of Alienation, how did the fire start and why is there no attempt being made to put it out?”

The camera switches back to Adrik.

“I think it’s safe to assume that if the Ukranian people know nothing about it then there must be some top secret military project going on there… that might explain why there are so many “animals”, as you called them, fleeing the facility along with the military. The fire is good indication that whatever it was they were doing had a frightening end. As for allowing the flames to continue to burn… well, we really don’t know how much unspent nuclear fuel could still lie below the reactor after the 1986 explosion. If history is repeating itself, my guess is they pushed that place to its limits and now we’re left to deal with the consequences.”
  07:02:21  5 September 2009
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oooooooohhh ORGASMIC!!!!! I cant wait to read this!

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  07:07:18  5 September 2009
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Sex in text... I like the speculation about the Russian Military forcing thir way in, over a year now since the thing with Gerorgia.

Anyway good little read, plase do continue.

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  07:46:54  5 September 2009
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Hey psy. Good to see you.

Good writing, I agree with HL.

to a sequel.
  20:03:18  5 September 2009
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There you are Alaskan Knight, are you ever going to finish this story?

https://www.gsc-game.com/index.php?t=community&s=forums&s_game_type=xr&sec_id=1&offset=420

It was actually so good Id love to see it continued.
  23:48:43  5 September 2009
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OMFG!!!

JUST GET THIS SHOW STARTED U **** lol , faster faster faster I must read something...
  02:52:10  13 September 2009
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Plan B

Hey again Stalkers, here's another mini-installment of the aftermath of The Zone: Life and Death. Once again, I'm not planning on writing a full-fledged sequel at this time but these short bursts of writing could very well make up the foundations of that sequel if I ever do decide to take on that amount of work.

In this installment, we see the reaction of the Russian military from a secret command bunker as their operation is crumbling and international attention is being drawn from the aftermath. Now, they must work quickly to pick up the pieces and glue them back together in a deformed, but stable form.

I hope you enjoy
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Plan B

The Russian Commander paced back and forth on the concrete floor of the underground command center. The soldiers sitting at the terminals behind the floor did their best to look busy lest they catch their commander’s distraught eye and become a target of his rage. The tension built as the mounting need to give a status report built in the minds of the soldiers, but none of them wanted to be the one to give it. Suddenly the commander stopped in his tracks, drawing the attention of all those in the room.

The soldiers watched in anticipation as his hands slowly balled into fists and began to shake. In one swift move he pivoted his body to the right, swinging his left fist over his head and crashing it down on the terminal of the unfortunate soldier closest to him. The soldier and those closest to him flinched suddenly, staring directly at their commander as his face contorted in an attempt to formulate words through his rabid anger.

“Give me a fucking status report! NOW!”

The weight of the moment came crashing down on the soldier nearest the commander. He stuttered as the words left his mouth;

“I… I have nothing to report s… sir.”

That was the wrong answer. The commander grabbed the soldier by the collar, forcing him close enough to his face that the soldier could smell what the commander had eaten last… whenever that was.

“Then who the FUCK is monitoring the situation?!”

Another soldier spoke up in an effort to rescue his comrade from the commander rage.
“It is they who have failed to report to us… sir.”

The commander swivels his head to the left and glares at the soldier who just spoke. The soldier in his grasp swallows hard and sighs a silent sigh of relief. The commander drops the soldier back onto his chair and stares long and hard at the other soldier. The room is rudely awaked from their daze by the sound of a gunshot.

The commander’s pistol is out of its holster and aimed in the direction of the last soldier who spoke, smoke emitting from the barrel. The slouched soldier slowly sinks back into his chair, a red stream flowing down his face. The soldiers in the room grip the edge of their desks in fear. The commander walks slowly up and down the row of consoles, all eyes are trained on him as he goes. He enters a row randomly, glancing at the lack of information reported on his soldiers’ consoles. He stops and looks around the room to make sure all eyes are on him.

“Further failure will not be dismissed as mercifully.”

With that, he leans back and throws his fist into the solider closest to him. The soldier yelps in pain as his head impacts the monitor on his console, cracking the screen and leaving a smear of blood as his head sinks on his desk. The commander composes himself and walks briskly back to the front of the command center.

“Now, somebody reestablish contact with our men and get me some fucking results.”
The room goes into immediate action as the soldiers type on their keyboards and talk over radios in a desperate attempt to get some sort of update.

The commander storms out of the room, leaving the situation to those below him. He walks down the hall. Soldiers swing wide to avoid him as he continues to his destination. He reaches the door to his quarters, slamming the door behind him. He walks over to a small refrigerator, opening it and taking out a large bottle of clear liquid. He pours himself a shot, drinks it quickly and winces as it goes down. Then, he walks over to his personal console to report on the situation. After a few moments a voice addresses him from the computer:

[Unknown]: Hail comrade. What can you tell me of the situation?
[Commander]: The situation is unchanged, sir. We’re still as blind as a deformed child.
[Unknown]: That’s not good. I trust you to handle the situation, but the longer it is allowed to proceed like this the more attention it’s going to draw to this operation. We’ve already had an extensive document leak that found its way into international headlines. I can only use my political powers so much before it turns into a real shitstorm.
[Commander]: Understood sir, I am doing everything in my power to correct the problem.
[Unknown]: I know, but we must see results soon or I’m going to run out of options.
[Commander]: Give me 24 hours. I will have something in that time.
[Unknown]: 24 hours. Any more than that and I don’t have to tell you what it could mean.
[Commander]: No sir.
[Unknown]: You know what needs to be done. Farewell my friend.

The commander stands up, closing his eyes and letting the full weight of the situation sink in. There is a lot of work ahead of him and not much time in which to accomplish it.

Time for Plan B.
  03:42:59  14 September 2009
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Duty

Here is the third installment of Rebirth. Here we see Duty's reaction to the events unfolding: the withholding of information from the Military, the lack of information, and an update on the mutant threat. Readers of Life and Death may recognize one of the characters in this story...

As always, I hope you enjoy it.
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A cool breeze brushed lazily across the cracked, forlorn pavement as the sun began to set in the sky. An orange light bathed the abandoned complex as Duty Stalkers patrolled the area, pointing Stalkers in the right direction as they arrived. A slow, steady stream of sub-commanders had been trickling in all day, of them recalled to Duty HQ to assess the situation occurring in the middle of the Zone. The last one entered the gate into the large building in the back of the complex; the one under heavy guard.

He slowly, but deliberately walked down the stairs into the underground complex, through the dim, narrow halls towards a room in the back of the building. After the guards brush him down and remove his weapons they open the door, allowing him to enter the room where a handful of Duty Stalkers are gathered around a large table in the center of the room. The commander greeted him as he entered.

Duty Commander: Ah, Mace. It’s good to see you again. Please, come in – we were just discussing the situation as it unfolds.

Mace walks up to the table, where several maps and photographs are arrayed around. The Stalkers are several heated discussions about from the military occupation, the mutant threat, and the danger of an imminent release of radiation from Chernobyl. Mace speaks over the voices in an effort to get everybody’s attention:

Mace: Now that we’re all here, can someone please tell me what in the hell is going on in there?

The conversations die off slowly, all eyes turn to the Duty commander, allowing him to take the stand.

Duty Commander: We don’t know. All of this came without even a whisper in our direction. Our “friends” in the military are completely silent and all attempts to reach the have been met with silence. Our best guess suggests that they were operating in our own back yard, hoping that we wouldn’t notice. That very well could have been the case had it not been for whatever catastrophe happened there.

Mace: What do we know about the situation there?

The Duty commander sighs, rubbing his forehead slowly as if trying to coax his growing headache out of his skull.

Duty Commander: Nothing. The air is silent.

The room quiets to the point of near perfect silence. Every Stalker is trying to make some sort of sense of the situation. One of them speaks up after a few minutes:

[Unknown]: What about Freedom?
Duty Commander: What about them?
[Unknown]: They’re closer to the center than we are, maybe they know something about it.

Another Stalker adds:

[Unknown 2]: What about the latest Military operation? Last reports were that they were forced to pull out of the Military Warehouses due to Freedom’s heavy fortification of the area… could Freedom have learned something of the Military’s operation within Chernobyl and launched a counter-attack?

Duty Commander: That is possible… but whether they had knowledge or not is not what disturbs me most; it’s the fact that we knew nothing. Granted, our alliance with the Military doesn’t mean we share our weaknesses with them, but what business do they have operating here without our knowledge? Their place is outside of the Zone, and that’s where it should remain.

The Stalkers nod their heads and agree quietly amongst themselves. Another Stalker enters the conversation, addressing another immediate problem:

[Unknown 3]: What about the mutants?

The room quiets again, all attention returning to the commander.

Duty Commander: Mutants have always been a threat. We all knew that when we signed up for this…

The commander is cut off by the same Stalker:

[Unknown 3]: Yes, we did. That’s not what I meant. Something has changed…

The Stalkers picks up a few selected photographs on the table and drops them in front of the commander.

[Unknown 3]: They have never acted like this before. If I had to give a name to what they are doing I would almost say “revenge”. We all know that they’re hostile by nature but many types of mutants simply wander the Zone aimlessly killing only when necessary or threatened. These photographs would seem to indicate that they are intent on irradiating all non-mutant presence.
[Unknown]: What?! That’s absurd! It looks to me like they’re just defending their territory like any other mutant. Why would they kill if not for food? That’s just damn stupid to kill off one of the most abundant forms of food in the Zone – they’d starve themselves!
[Unknown 3]: I thought that too, at first. Then the reports started coming in from my sector.

The Stalker pulls a few photographs out of a breast pocket on his modified Kevlar body armor, composing part of his Stalker suit. He drops the photographs on the table. The Stalkers scan the photographs carefully, passing them around until they reach the commander. He picks them up and cycles through each of them individually. A look of dismay crosses his face.

Duty Commander: When did this start happening?
[Unknown 3]: By our clocks… almost immediately after we got news of activity in the center. There’s no way these mutants came from there. They came right for us, killing a few of my men without warning. We fought off three separate attacks within the course of an hour. This isn’t just a matter of food or territory… for some reason, they want us dead – ALL of us.

The low murmur fills the room, the Stalkers look confused and worried.

Mace interrupts the chatter:

Mace: So what do we do now?

The Duty commander rubs his forehead again, shaking his head and letting out a sigh before regretfully speaking:

Duty Commander: We need more information if we’re going to correctly assess this threat. Freedom may have that information. We should attempt to make contact with them and work together to combat the mutant threat.

The Stalkers at the table go into an uproar, some pounding their fists on the table as they stand in protest.

[Unknown 4]: Those merciless bastards killed one of my teams on a harmless mission to search for artifacts. They didn’t even ask any questions or take prisoners!

[Unknown 2]: Don’t forget they killed my brother in a gunfight between our territories. I would gladly trust a Bandit before I would trust them!

The commander raises his hands to quiet the room. The Stalkers sit angrily, discontent to hear any more of this proposal.

Duty Commander: I know we have our differences, and that many Stalkers have died needlessly on both sides. But what other option do we have? The Bandits only occupy the outskirts of the Zone, and they would shoot us down and rob us before they would help us. The Mercs only work for money and could give two shits about the Zone or anyone in it. Neutral Stalkers are nothing more than cannon-fodder and I can’t say I much trust the Military anymore…

The Stalkers are still riled, but start to agree silently.

Duty Commander: At the end of the day, we’re all in the Zone for a handful of reasons… sometimes our methodology just causes us to have… “issues” with other Stalkers. But this matter is bigger than our conflicts both past and present, so if we can just put that aside for a little while maybe we can get back to completing our primary mission. Who knows… maybe after all this is over we’ll have less of a problem with Freedom interfering in our affairs. Maybe some good will come of this.

Mace: That may be a bit of a stretch, nonetheless you make a good point and anything that will help us in our primary mission is welcome to me. How about the rest of you?

There are no objections, although a few Stalkers still look disgruntled from the thought of any form of interaction with Freedom. The commander waits, then stands with his decision.

Duty Commander: It’s decided then. Our priority should be the make contact with Freedom and keep our ears open for any updates from the center. Once we know what we’re dealing with we can decide our next move. You are dismissed.

The commander walks out of the room and out of sight, leaving the Stalkers to talk amongst themselves.

Mace stretches back in his chair; thoughts flooding his mind about how deep the effects of the most recent disaster in the Zone could go. The two disasters that took place in the Zone were the worst the world had ever seen – could this event mark the next chapter in the Zone’s deadly history? What if it is the last?

Too much speculation. This is one of those times where the best thing to do is stay calm and don’t overreact. The information is there, just waiting to be uncovered, there’s no sense wasting resources until an accurate assessment can be made.

Mace stands up, says his farewells to the other Stalkers and leaves the room, hoping that a good night’s sleep will help him process this information, but more that the morning will yield some answers.
  02:50:58  15 September 2009
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Just to let you know, when I click on the link to 'Life and Death' I get a can't connect/page not available message.
  03:53:45  15 September 2009
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Just to let you know, when I click on the link to 'Life and Death' I get a can't connect/page not available message.
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Yeah, the site is offline right now. I re-hosted the links to the backups in the Life and Death thread though - each chapter is listed there. Try those.
  05:37:19  15 September 2009
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Oppression

Here it is; the fourth installment of "Rebirth". At long last the tide turns to Freedom, who have had the most to do with the incident besides the Military.

With complete radio silence, the anticipation and fear mounting in the Freedom base is critical. The status of the team sent to Chernobyl is unknown and contact with squads and outposts outside of the base has been lost. Their gut instincts tell them something big is about to happen, but all they can do is speculate as to what that may be.

Read on:
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Dark thunderclouds churn across the sky, not unusual in this part of the Zone - but something about these feels almost evil; like some malicious presence is about to make itself known. The small, but heavily fortified military complex is on high alert, not knowing what to expect but expecting it nonetheless. All eyes outside of their territory have gone blind and all ears deaf - all they can do is hope that their other senses can make up for the sudden loss.

“Any word yet?” asks Lukash, the leader of the Freedom faction of Stalkers.

“Nothing…” replies one of the Stalkers under his command. “… as far as we know they achieved their objective and got out but stopped reporting afterwards.”

Lukash curses, resisting the urge to look helpless but knowing full well that the confidence of his men is in jeopardy.

“Keep trying. If you get so much as a whisper I want to know about it immediately.”

“Understood sir.”

Lukash turns to leave but before he can another Stalker speaks up;

“Sir… if I can speak frankly; what the hell is going on?”

Lukash does his best to smile positively and responds;

“You know as much as I, Stalker. The best thing we can do right now is wait and prepare.”

The Stalker looks satisfied for a moment, but then concern washes over him and he asks again;

“Prepare for what, sir?”

Lukash refrains from breaking eye contact, attempting to maintain his composure.

“Anything.”

With that, he leaves the room; letting his absence ease the tension within. He looks out at the foreboding clouds and fog slowly seeping towards them. The limited visibility masks the outposts on the horizon, hiding them from sight and leaving their ongoing presence to the imagination.

“What is happening?” he thinks to himself.

He inhales deeply and sighs heavily, allowing the fear within to seep to the surface now that no one is around to see it. All contact with the squad he sent to Chernobyl on a suicidal rescue mission to save his former-leader’s team was lost after their last report. They managed to meet up with the team, destroy some secret military lab within the plant, and get a ride out before everything within turned to chaos. There was too much - probably even more than he thought that deserved an explanation – but of the utmost was the cause of the current situation: complete radio silence. Not to mention why the storm approaching looked like smoke clouds.

Could the smoke and ashes from Chernobyl really be reaching this far?

Before he can speculate further, Lukash is jarred from his thoughts by what is either thunder from the storm or distant gunfire. He quickly re-enters his command center within the abandoned military complex that is Freedom HQ and demands a report.

“Anything new?

“No sir… but…” The Stalker stutters and looks around the room.

“Go on – even a whisper deserves our attention right now.” Lukash reassures him.

The Stalker continues, “We… we were just speculating that the thunder outside is either very rapid, or we’re hearing gunshots.”

Lukash nods, “I thought the same. Put us on high alert; we’re blind as a bat and those are gunshots or I’ll fuck a mutant.”

The Stalker nods, hitting a button on his console which triggers the base air raid siren. The wailing sound of the siren scrambles the base to full battle readiness as Stalkers run through the streets of the base, grabbing their gear and reporting to their posts. Floodlights set up around the perimeter walls are activated and aimed all around the base, the highest concentration to the north towards the Barricade and Chernobyl.

All Stalkers outside the base immediately run inside, barricading the large outer doors behind them as they do and then running up stairs onto the catwalks on the walls where an array of sandbags is set up. Squad leaders shout orders as their troops move out to their defensive positions. Tensions are high as the siren continues to wail, echoing throughout the region and alerting all outposts of a possible imminent attack. Assuming the outposts are still there at all.

“All squads in position. Orders, sir?”

Lukash nods in acknowledgment, resting his chin in his hand and stroking his gruff undergrowth in thought. “Kill the siren. Now we watch and listen.”

The siren is cut, making a whirring sound as it deactivates. Thunder and gunshots ring out somewhere in the darkness and fog. The Stalkers grip their weapons hard as the sounds seem to draw closer and closer. Deep booms from explosions begin to pound in their ears, sending tremors through the walls around them.

There’s no doubt now that a large battle is taking place just beyond their sight and drawing closer. The pattern of the gunfire sounds disorganized and desperate, as if a large force is running with all their speed, shooting as they go.

Lukash glances at the perimeter cameras as they scan the brightly illuminated hills close to them, and the dark misty ones behind them. Small flashes can be seen in the fog, obviously the result of large mounted guns being fired.

Then, all at once the situation becomes clear. The roaring of engines approaches and a streaming force APCs, Jeeps, and other vehicles come rocketing towards them, carving a path of destruction in front of them as they burst over hills and crash over trees, destroying anything in their way.

“It’s the Military! They’ve come for another attack! Open fire!” Lukash screams.

The Stalkers in the room race into action, declaring the order to open fire over their radio equipment. Moments later the walls light up with gunfire. Rockets and RPGs scream out of their tubes and into the oncoming Military force as it careens toward them on a reckless path of destruction. Explosions light up the hills and shake the walls as Freedom welcomes the Military on a second tour of their base and the armaments contained within.

Lukash watches the monitors in satisfaction as vehicles are torn asunder in a flash of light and fire, soldiers rolling out of the vehicles and dying in a bath of flame. The vehicles continue to pour in, not yet directly engaging the Freedom forces but instead continuing to fire into the unknown behind them.

“Why aren’t they firing at us?” Lukash thinks aloud.

The answer is all too apparent. Before anyone can react a seemingly endless sea of mutants begins to stream over the hills behind them. Lukash’ eyes go wide with surprise.

“Whoa whoa whoa… cease fire!”

The Stalkers acknowledge, radioing the ceasefire to the Freedom troops. The flashes and smoke trails emitting form the walls ceases and the Stalkers stand down, watching in horror as the pursuers of the Military force reveals itself. Freedom Stalkers begin jumping from the walls as the Military vehicles crash into them full force, completely out of control.

Lukash continues to watch the monitors as soldiers begin crawling out of the vehicles and desperately clawing at the outside walls of the Freedom base. They try desperately to climb up the tall outer walls in a futile effort to escape certain death at the oncoming onslaught. They make every effort they can to show their non-hostile intent, hastily constructing white flags out of materials on their clothing and hoisting them up on the butts of their rifles.

They continue to pound on the walls and form human ladders – anything to get inside.

“Sir…” the Stalker at the radio closest to him looks up at him with a genuine sense of pity in his eyes. “… they’re dying! We can’t just let them get slaughtered like that!”

Lukash continues to watch as the mutant swarm draws closer. The Military, knowing that their efforts are futile, turn and face the swarm, unloading everything left in their arsenal. He takes one last look at the swarm and at the tattered remnants of the Military force before making up his mind.

“Help them. All forces engage the mutants – but DO NOT let the Military in. They brought this mess to our doorstep and that’s where it’s going to remain.”

The room goes into action once again, giving the order to the teams at the walls to target the mutants. The walls light up again, bullets and rockets soaring over the soldiers backed against the wall and into the rapidly approaching mutant army. The area north of the base is completely lit up by the floodlights, as well as the stream of tracer bullets and rocket explosions. The fog to the north continues to creep towards them, and more and more mutants continue to emerge from the cloud of death right before their eyes.

Lukash glances back at the monitors in dismay. “We’ve got to get more firepower out there. Call in support.”

“Aye sir.” The Stalker radio’s in for fire support – a hidden asset that Lukash had been neglecting to use until absolutely necessary.

Shortly after the radio command is given, several thunderous booms sound from somewhere south of the base like a firework finale. Moments later the sound of falling bombs reaches their ears and the perimeter cameras are knocked offline.

Lukash walks over to a window facing the action in time to see several large objects fall from the sky north of the base. They impact the ground with enormous strength, sending fountains of dirt flame and mutated body parts erupting from the ground. Several large fireballs follow after, one after one in a domino effect. The wall of fog behind the explosions is lit up briefly before the fire dissipates and the area darkens again, leaving the floodlights to do the work.

The perimeter cameras flick back online. Where moments ago there were rolling hills with overgrown grass and weeds now is just a burnt, ragged and smoldering patch of land between the outer walls and the fog.

The Stalkers in the room cheer at the effectiveness of their secret weapon, jumping out of their seats, cheering and high-fiving each other. Lukash looks on as the cameras pan across the sea of black and red, strewn with the broken bodies of their would-be assailants. He allows a smile to creep across his face as he surveys the destruction with satisfaction. Turning from the monitors he addresses the Stalkers in the room;

“Well done, well done. It would appear that our years of fortification here prove that we are here to stay. With the amount of destruction available at our hands, surely the entire Zone will soon be bound under one banner – and that banner is Freedom!”

The Stalkers cheers in agreement, boasting and reenacting the final moments of the mutants as seen on the monitors. Lukash’ smile widens as he watches his men dance around and shout for victory. He turns to leave the room and survey the entirety of the battle when once again the sound of gunfire rises in the background. He stops in his tracks, arching an eyebrow and pivoting around, looking back into the room as the Stalkers slowly stop their cheering and take notice as well. They quickly return to their stations, spewing reports simultaneously back to Lukash. He can’t make out what they are saying but he understands;

“They’re still coming”.

Before anything can be done, the mutants regroup and attack in a manner never before seen by any of them. Acting as if there is a single mind controlling them, the mutants leap or run directly into the walls – the combined force of the blow knocks large groups of Stalkers from the walls, contorting the old, rusty metal and forming many small holes in it. Lukash watches in horror as the remaining Military soldiers on the ground are instantly crushed to death between the walls and the mutants.

“They’re breaching the walls, sir!” One of the Stalkers in the room shouts at him.

He watches as his men try desperately to hold position on top of the wall as it sways and buckles under the repeated blows from the mutants below. The Stalkers on the ground begin firing through the holes as the larger mutants claw and bite their way through.

“Have they gone insane… what could cause them to attack like this.” Lukash whispers a little too loudly.

“I don’t know sir, but if they keep this up we’re going to have to abandon the outer walls.” One of the Stalkers in the room replies.

After a good dose of abuse from the mutants outside, the walls begin to fall, sending Stalkers scrambling back and laying down fire as soon as they’re clear. After a few seconds of this, Lukash knows what needs to be done.

“Abandon ship. It’s over.”

The room goes deathly silent. All eyes look to him for confirmation.

“Abandon ship… sir?” One of the Stalkers repeats Lukash’s order for clarification.

Lukash looks the Stalker in the eyes, anger welling up inside of him.

“You heard me. Pack up and get the hell out.”

The Stalkers look around in stunned confusion, slowly taking in the urgency of their situation. Lukash presses a button on the console nearest him, leans in and talks into the microphone.

“All forces, this is Lukash. We are abandoning the base. Repeat: abandon the base. All Freedom forces must evacuate and head for site B. Lay down suppressing fire, and retreat. Repeat: all forces retreat.”

He swallows hard, slowly releasing the button as he tries to confirm whether the words actually did just leave his mouth or not. He stands back up and slowly looks back at the Stalkers around him. When he meets their eyes, they begin to get up, slowly at first, then begin to run to grab their gear and head for the Evac point. He waits until the room is completely evacuated before calmly walking out of the room, down the stairs, and out into the yard outside.

As soon as he reaches the outside, a warm breeze brushes against his face, smelling of smoke and blood. The roads between the buildings of the base are filled with Stalkers retreating, firing behind them as they go. Several explosions go off near him as grenades are thrown and detonated.

Maybe running would be a good idea.

He breaks into a sprint ahead of the Stalkers, heading to the Evac point – an abandoned train tunnel built into the hillside forming the base’s natural eastern boundary. Screaming and gunfire fill the air around him – the air is ripe with fear and death. He does his best focus, but is constantly reminded that he was responsible for every life being torn from the Stalkers who are dying to cover the retreat of the others. He slows to a walk once more.

A group of Freedom Stalkers bump into him suddenly, glancing quickly at the man walking through the gunfight and identifying him as their leader.

“Sir! You should get to safety. This is NOT where you want to be.”

“Give me your weapon.”

“Sir?”

“You’ve done your job. Get the fuck out of here – I’ll cover you.”

“Y… yes sir.”

The soldier looks back at him, confused, but then takes off towards the train tunnel. A mischievous grin crosses Lukash’s face as he charges the rifle and resumes walking – in the opposite direction. More Stalkers run past him, glancing at him as he walks through them. Time to right a few wrongs.

“Come on… you’re not welcome here. You will pay for the lives you’ve taken.” He says to no one in particular.

A Snork charges and leaps on a Stalker in front of him, knocking the man to the ground before going to work tearing through the clothes at his back to get to the warm, juicy flesh within. Lukash squeezes the trigger, letting the fully-automatic G36 do its work. The muzzle flashes betray the look of curious satisfaction at seeing the creature take a storm of hot metal, then collapsing on the ground with a squeal of inhuman agony. He walks carefully up to where it is twitching and suffering on the ground and fires one last round directly through the back of its’ head.

The Stalker on the ground climbs painfully to his feet, looking at Lukash, painfully closing his eyes and reopening them acknowledging his savior.

“Come on, Stalker. It’s time to go.”

He takes the man’s arm and slings it around his shoulder as the man limps alongside of him. He quickly urges the man along as he heads back towards the train tunnel. Stalkers continue to fight and die all around him but that can’t be stopped now. They were overwhelmed, nobody saw it coming.

But if I save one of them, I’ve done my job. Lukash thinks to himself.

The two enter a small utility door beside the tracks beneath the tunnel ceiling. A group of Freedom soldiers inside hurry them inside, grabbing their arms and practically hurling them in like baggage. Lukash knows under normal circumstances his men would never do that, but appreciates that there is no prejudice, no VIPs, nobody left behind. These are the things that Freedom stands for, and even in the end, they’re worth fighting for.

The Stalkers near the door desperately pull in a few more men before the door is forced shut by a large, lumbering mutant outside. A few persistent knocks sound on the door followed by screams of agony as the last of the survivors outside die a painful death.

But they died for a good cause. They fought for what they believed in. Lukash reassures himself.

The dark, damp train tunnel grows eerily quiet as the unknown number of Stalkers inside quiet down, hoping that the mutants will lose interest and leave the tunnel alone. All they can do now is wait.
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You read my post on your other story, you know what I'm going to say.


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There’s No Place like The Zone

After much debate, I've finally decided to give you a teaser through the eyes of one of the main characters. Well... THE main character actually. Obviously I've been in the habit of giving you a broad view of what's going on in The Zone but haven't given you the information that can only come through the eyes of the main character. So here it is!

When we last saw Virtue, he finally realized that the Zone had always been his one true home and immediately set out to return and hopefully met up with his friends in the aftermath of the incident at Chernobyl. As he approaches a checkpoint along the border, he quickly finds that his news is very out of date and tensions are high not only within The Zone, but outside as well.

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(Sorry for the formatting-cluster fuck taking place throughout my writing; I'm "experimenting" if you will. It's still very readable, hopefully...)
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The sun was just starting to rise in the early hours of the morning when Virtue decided to return to The Zone – his one true home. The sky was a deep blue with just a hint of orange to the east. The lazily waving field of overgrown grass and weeds brushed against his covered legs as if welcoming him back. The abandoned houses in the distance pass him by like small details in a dream. For all he knows it is - since he can’t remember the last time he slept. But that’s not important. He’s here, whether in mind or body, and his destination is clear. Enigma, his friends, humanity.

He passes his hand through his long, black hair, brushing it away from his face to feel the cool morning wind flow around it. He listens carefully as the wind whispers promises of adventure ahead; tales of untold action, excitement, and horror.

But something else is on the wind; it’s different this time. Maybe because he’s been more familiar with it for most of his life than he knew, maybe because after the first taste of The Zone he has a better idea of what to expect this time, or maybe it’s Chernobyl – the heart of The Zone – slowly burning away in the aftermath of the mission there.

No – there’s something more real, more immediate. Fire. Maybe a small camp of Stalkers somewhere nearby – and something else. Voices. He listens carefully to what sounds like several loud voices – too many to count – some of them are raised above the others; shouting.

Something is happening over there. Curious, Virtue heads towards the noise, roughly north-east. As he approaches he can begin to make out black smoke rising nearby. He climbs carefully to the top of a hill closest to the smoke, crouching close to the ground to conceal himself. He reaches the top of the hill, going prone and taking a pair of binoculars out of his backpack for a better look.

Below him is one of The Zone’s various checkpoints along the abandoned roads leading in. The checkpoint is situated between two hills – the one he is on and another to the east of him. A fence runs up along the other hill and as he traces it back he finds the ruins remains lead back over the hill near him. Military soldiers are set up in a line at the base of the two hills and what appears to be a riot is taking place outside the checkpoint.

Virtue zooms in to get a better look at the protest taking place. The soldiers appear to be standing their ground against an angry force of Ukrainian citizens… businessmen, doctors, even some police and military stand on the opposing side. There are a few small fires and the outpost has taken some flak, but the soldiers inside the fence remain where they are, weapons drawn. A man is standing on a car near the middle of the crowd, shouting at the soldiers. Virtue places the binoculars back in their pouch and crawls forward through the tall grass so he can hear better.

“How long will we continue to sit idly while they continue to destroy not only our country, but the rest of the world?” The crowd cheers at the man standing on the car as he turns to address them. He looks like he’s come from a day at the office as his business suit would suggest, though the suit is dirty and slightly ripped like it’s seen a lot of action.

An automated message plays over a megaphone situated on an old telephone pole near a fenced-in portion of the checkpoint: “ATTENTION! YOU ARE ENTERING AN ECOLOGICAL DISASTER ZONE. ALL KNOWN CASES OF STALKING WILL BE DEALTH WITH EXTREME CONSEQUENCES. WE ARE HERE TO PROTECT YOU FROM THE ZONE, NOT THE ZONE FROM YOU.”

The message is ignored by the crowd as it loops; all attention instead is directed to the man as he continues, “The Zone is a manmade deathtrap! The more we tamper with it the more it kills. The military would use it to research more ways for humans to kill themselves even while it claims even more lives, both within and without. Now is the time for not only the Ukrainian people, but the people of the world to cry out in one voice; LEAVE THE ZONE ALONE!”

The crowd yells are cheers, chanting with him: “Leave The Zone alone! Leave The Zone alone!”

As the energy of the crowd builds, so does the amount of destruction being dished out, as all kinds of objects are hurled at the outpost and the soldiers. A few gunshots rip through the sky. The soldiers fire a few warning shots in the air as well as the ground in front of the protesters. The man on top of the car doesn’t even flinch as a few of the bullets zing past his head in an effort to scare him off of his perch. Instead, he calmly crouches down to take a bottle being handed to him. He holds the bottle into the air, taking a lighter from his pocket and igniting a small cloth sticking out of the end. The cloth slowly burns, creeping towards the liquid within the bottle composing the Molotov.

“No longer will they tamper with The Zone behind our backs! No longer will they claim to protect us from The Zone when, in secret, they are using it to kill us! No longer will man tamper with that which he does not understand! No longer will our children suffer at the hands of those in power, who we entrust with our very lives and who have only ever had their own interests in mind! We are the people, and we have a voice! Let us be heard!”

The crowd cheers again as the man turns to face the soldiers again, the bottle still aflame in his hand. As he cocks his arm back to throw, the cheering of the crowd is met with an earth-shattering roar from somewhere in The Zone in front of them. He jumps slightly, over-throwing the bottle as the soldiers at the checkpoint react, looking around and behind them for the source of the noise. The Molotov veers from its intended target, hitting a soldier in the back of the head. The liquid pours down his body and is instantly ignited by the flame.

The soldiers quickly turn back to face the crowd and, taken by surprise and seeing their comrade on fire, begin shooting wildly into the crowd. The crowd panics and dives for cover. One of the protesters opens the trunk of the car, revealing a large cache of weapons apparently placed there as a last resort. Weapons are tossed through the air to various people in the crowd and the gunfight begins.

Many of the people are gunned down before they even know what’s happening, others while they are attempting to seek refuge from the storm of bullets – but the one with guns return fire while running or behind cover. The soldiers are forced out of position, either running up the hills on either side of the checkpoint or seeking cover on the other side of the checkpoint.

Virtue watches in amazement as the scene unfolds. The people outside the checkpoint are falling much faster than the soldiers, but it hardly seems as though they are affected – as if they came expecting to die. The soldiers are taken out one by one as the remainder of the crowd pushes into the checkpoint, shooting at anything that can be destroyed.

The grass rustles near Virtue as a retreating soldier runs directly for him. He tries to roll out of the way but the soldier trips over his leg before he can. He face-plants on the ground, looking around quickly to make sure nobody is shooting at him. He spots Virtue in the tall grass next to him and yells in surprise. Virtue puts his finger to his lips in an effort to quiet and calm the man but the fear is so immense in his face that he scrambles backwards while pulling out his pistol and fires rapidly.

Virtue dives out of the way, rolling on to his back while pulling out his sidearm. He lines up his shot, hoping the soldier will cease his fire. The soldier continues to fire while backpedaling away, obviously scared out of his mind. Virtue sighs, out of options, and puts a bullet directly between the soldier’s eyes. The soldier instantly collapses to the ground, his faces twisted in horror as the ground beneath him begins to turn dark red.

Virtue reaches over with two fingers and closes the man’s eyes, trying not to think about the news his family will receive very shortly. “We are here to inform you that your son…” the letter would begin. Nothing else would matter. The rest of the words would do nothing to hide the fact that that person had died and was never coming back. That was part of life, he understood that and dealt with it first hand, but what the letter would not say is how needless his death was and how frightened he had been before the end.

Déjà vu. Virtue thought back to his first day in The Zone where he was first confronted with death. He remembers pulling the trigger of the small pistol given to him on his first mission and watching the life drain from the man on the receiving end. All that he was, all who knew him, and all that he accomplished ended in a second. But that wasn’t the hard part… it was knowing that nobody would ever know what his final moments were like through his eyes, what he died for, and why.

The Zone had claimed countless more lives in the same manner – but that was different – their deaths were either due to the hazards of The Zone or human corruption that knew no compassion. He had held many lives in his hands and seen them die by them. Would the pain ever go away? “No.” he thinks. ”The day I stop feeling the loss of life is the day I become just another monster in The Zone”.

Snap back to reality. In the blink of an eye, the last of the soldiers are dead and bleeding on the ground, while the protesters wander around the outpost, admiring their work. Some of them begin looting the building and removing the body armor and weapons from the soldiers, claiming them for themselves.

The automated message being played over the loudspeaker continues to play. “ATTENTION! YOU ARE ENTERING A-” A burst of gunfire goes off somewhere near the loudspeaker. A loud, electronic whine sounds from the loudspeaker before it crackles and dies.

Virtue decides to take advantage of the situation and walk out into the open, down the road leading to the checkpoint currently under new ownership. As he approaches the checkpoint some of the civilians take notice and point their guns at him shouting, but then lower them when they realize he’s not a soldier. More people take notice and gather along the road as he enters the checkpoint. They try to look tough but it’s obvious they are afraid and unsure of themselves and what will happen now.

He walks into the middle of the small compound between the gates dividing the inner and outer checkpoint, searching for the man in the grimy business suit seen shouting on the car before. In the confusion, Virtue had been unable to tell whether he had survived the initial firefight or not, but if he had, he was the best source of news since the night before. Apparently a lot had happened.

The man is found walking through the main building, attempting to organize the men and women and plot his next course of action. Virtue walks into the room and waits.

“Everyone: get all the uniforms and gear you can. Bury the bodies. If we work fast it’ll look like nothing happened.” The man scans the room, his eyes resting on Virtue. “Who are you?” He raises his newly acquired AKS-74U at Virtue, demanding an answer.

Virtue chooses his words carefully. “I’m no friend of the military, so I guess that makes me a friend.”

The man looks him over, analyzing all the gadgets and markings on his suit. Satisfied he lets a subtle smile cross his lips and responds, “The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Welcome Stalker, to our new base of operations.” The man offers his hand to Virtue, who shakes it a couple of times. “My name is Choma… at least it used to be. I don’t think my worldly name really applies anymore since I’ve committed an act that will surely bar me from that world again.”

“Speaking of which, maybe you can help me. I’m a little behind in the news.”

Choma looks at him incredulously. “Really? I wouldn’t think so considering how close to the outer boundary you are. The only real reason to be out here is to fight.”

Virtue confesses. “There was something I needed to take care of outside, but I didn’t stay long enough to get any update on the news.”

Choma stares at him for a while, at a loss for words, but gradually he dismisses the strange story and fills him in. “Well, you’ll be hearing or better yet seeing for yourself what happens. Needless to say, the world’s gone to hell in a hand basket, and there’s a giant magnifying class hovering over the world and aimed directly at The Zone. Even as we speak the Ukrainian military is setting up a full military blockade. The Ruskies are in a real pot of shit right now, since their little skirmish within our territory has attracted the attention of the entire world,” He pauses for dramatic effect. “Oh - and there’s the fact that Chernobyl exploded again and is currently spewing out another cloud of death over our county as well as the rest of the world.” He smiles in a way that says things have certainly been better in the world.

Virtue cracks a smile, admiring the man’s ability for humor while the world burns around him. Little does he know; he’s just met the man that sent the snowball rolling. He should have known his actions as well as the actions of the others with him would have had such consequences… it was just different seeing it play out in his mind then actually living in it and seeing it happen before his eyes.

Curious about the events currently taking place around the checkpoint, Virtue asks, “So what brought this on? I doubt you made all this up on the spot; you planned this.”

Choma nods and replies, “Yes. We should all be appalled by what has happened here – but more that we sat by and allow it to happen.” He pauses, looking at the floor briefly before meeting

Virtue’s eyes again. “I know my actions were… drastic and maybe even murderous in some people’s eyes – but it needed to be done. Had I not, somebody else would have. A message needed to be sent: no longer will we hide in fear while corrupt politicians play with our lives like puppet masters. No. We hold our own strings now.”

Virtue nods, remembering his own part – both the real and the fake. That lie of a life where he was nothing but a another number in a sea of numbers, not making enough numbers himself to support his made up wife and son, whom at the time he had loved with all his heart. And that other lie he was nearly tempted into believing when confronted by C-Consciousness that if he would but sacrifice his body, his mind would be at ease and the problems of the world would slowly die away. In that way, he and Choma were alike; both of them were new residents in The Zone, both seeking to define their new lives without others defining it for them.

“What will you do now? What do you hope to accomplish here?” Virtue asks Choma.

Choma ponders the question, as though he had not yet planned that part yet. “We were remain here and fool as many soldiers as we can while letting in as many Stalkers as possible. Obviously, other soldiers will get suspicious if they had friends here – but The Zone is a dangerous place and with all the current confusion it would be so easy to say that they were killed by other means.”

“What about all that talk about leaving The Zone alone? Aren’t you interfering even now as we speak?”

Choma half-nods. “In a way, yes. But a little “interference”, as you put it, is necessary to ensure that The Zone is never again touched by those who would use it for their corrupt and perverse intentions.”

Virtue says nothing, but gives a look that more-or-less agrees with Choma’s intentions, if not his actions. He looks around as the citizens-turned-Stalkers go to work looting the corpses of the soldiers and begin digging trenches for the bodies in a grassy area outside of the checkpoint concealed from the road. “Well… I wish you luck but I have a mission of my own to accomplish.”

Choma puts his hand up in a mock-helpless motion. “Don’t let us stand in your way – but if you ever head back this way and we’re still alive look us up. It’s obvious you’ve seen some action and we could always use another gun – especially an experienced one.”

Virtue smiles, mock-saluting the new, self-appointed commander of the checkpoint. Choma salutes back playfully, retreating further into the base. No doubt there is a lot of work to be done if they are to pull off their little operation.

Virtue continues down the road north of the checkpoint, grateful for the well-maintained road on this side of The Zone. The condition of the road does nothing to improve the condition of the area around it though. He tries to keep from gagging as he passes the corpses of freshly killed and mutilated soldiers and Stalkers alike. Things in The Zone were getting bad; it was all too obvious that a lifetime of events had happened all in the course of a single day.

The road ahead opens up into a clearing, giving him a good view of The Zone stretching before him. He rubs his eyes as he squints along the horizon – they must be playing tricks on him. No – it’s still there. More smoke, like that of the fires seen burning around the checkpoint before, dozens of them. They’re too far off for him to assess their size and exact location - but by his guess, every checkpoint bordering The Zone and the rest of the world is under siege.
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Awesome as usual.



All I gotta say is I'd better hear from Reaper again.
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This is awesome!!! I can't wait for the next part!

Also, we definately need more Reaper, I didnt send you that charactersheet for nothing you know!


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This is awesome!!! I can't wait for the next part!

Also, we definately need more Reaper, I didnt send you that charactersheet for nothing you know!


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Man, everyone loves Reaper! Oo

Well, if you remember he *did* survive after helping pull Virtue and Co. out of a real shitstorm so he's got to be around.

There will be a lit of experimentation with other characters (and everything else for that matter) as I write for this, so I hope for a lot more "Reapers" in the story. I think you'll see what I mean as they develop.

@Doomsday On that note, I was thinking that your name had a nice ring to it. Would you mind if I used it for a character?
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This is awesome!!! I can't wait for the next part!

Also, we definately need more Reaper, I didnt send you that charactersheet for nothing you know!


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Man, everyone loves Reaper! Oo

Well, if you remember he *did* survive after helping pull Virtue and Co. out of a real shitstorm so he's got to be around.

There will be a lit of experimentation with other characters (and everything else for that matter) as I write for this, so I hope for a lot more "Reapers" in the story. I think you'll see what I mean as they develop.

@Doomsday On that note, I was thinking that your name had a nice ring to it. Would you mind if I used it for a character?
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HAHAHA!!! I KNEW IT!!! My money is on Choma being one, that guy is already badass!

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This is awesome!!! I can't wait for the next part!

Also, we definately need more Reaper, I didnt send you that charactersheet for nothing you know!


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Man, everyone loves Reaper! Oo

Well, if you remember he *did* survive after helping pull Virtue and Co. out of a real shitstorm so he's got to be around.

There will be a lit of experimentation with other characters (and everything else for that matter) as I write for this, so I hope for a lot more "Reapers" in the story. I think you'll see what I mean as they develop.

@Doomsday On that note, I was thinking that your name had a nice ring to it. Would you mind if I used it for a character?
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It'd be an honor.
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Doomsday could be the leader of the "Final Day" faction.

Remember those guys from SOC? Barkkep metioned them, they were though to have perished....perhaps this new explosion will bring about a doomsday faction, Final Day reborn...... lead by a man named doomsday, hey Im just sayin.

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Doomsday could be the leader of the "Final Day" faction.

Remember those guys from SOC? Barkkep metioned them, they were though to have perished....perhaps this new explosion will bring about a doomsday faction, Final Day reborn...... lead by a man named doomsday, hey Im just sayin.

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Huh... I don't remember but I'm sure I probably read over it once. I'd like to know more about it as it actually sounds pretty on-par with what I had in mind for Doomsday (I won't spoil it).

I'm pretty burned out on the game but I may just install it anyway and gun my way to Barkeep anyway if the information isn't more readily-available.
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So as a guess: I'm going to be a really badass bad guy with a thirst for blood and destruction?!?
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So as a guess: I'm going to be a really badass bad guy with a thirst for blood and destruction?!?
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Let me put it to you this way: how many people have been killed in religious wars for the sake of a "God"? Any killing can be justified if it's for God... no matter what the conditions or level of violence...

Ah... what a wonderful world we live in. Does that answer your question?
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I think I got ya.
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ehm Wolfsblut, I think you posted in the wrong story section your talking about Snork Bait the SAS dude. This is The Zone Rebirth.
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Haha... I think you got the wrong story, bud... you're looking for "Snork Bait" by snorkbait.

Post there so I can jump to his defense. ^_^
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Burn-up on Re-entry

Once again, here is the next installment of "Rebirth". This one took me forever to write for some reason... maybe the amount of detail and the thickening of the adding of characters/places.

We find Virtue heading through an unfamiliar part of the Zone, northbound, and hoping to find anyone that may know of activity deeper within the Zone - and hopefully word form his friends. After picking up a mysterious signal, he decides to investigate in hopes of finding friendly Stalkers, only to find himself with more pain than gain.
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The sky begins to cloud over and the sunlight dims almost comfortably. Had the situation been different Virtue might be grateful for the pleasant change of weather, but the smell of fire and death fills his nostrils, dominating any other sense pleasant or otherwise. He begins to walk down the decline of the hill, letting gravity do the work for him as he walks to his destination.

Destination… that was something he hadn’t given much thought. Ultimately his goal was attempt to get word of his friends any anything else happening in The Zone any way possible but he hadn’t really given any thought on where to go. I’m bound to run into another Stalker eventually. He thought. Though whether the other Stalker would just shoot him on sight or be otherwise uncooperative was another question.

Suddenly he felt naked… realizing how short on supplies he now was after his journey to The Zone and the supplies used to aid in his recovery afterwards by the friendly old man and his wife. What were their names again? Dammit. They saved my life and in less than a day I can’t even remember their names. Virtue cursed at himself. But that was the way of The Zone: faces would always be remembered but names were so easily forgotten.

He sighs, letting the noises of bugs chirping and buzzing in the tall grass around him sing a song to him. Somewhere in the distance before and beside him distant gunfire and explosions continue to echo through the air. He sees the battles in his mind as he listens; Ukrainian forces being ambushed - either taken by surprise or overwhelmed by superior numbers. The world was going crazy out there… what was stopping reinforcements from coming in and smashing them like bugs? Hopefully it was because the revolts taking place were being led by the very citizens of the county the military was trying to protect; no longer content to go about their lives while the shadow of Chernobyl slowly crept into their very backyards. This was the last straw for them - things would change even if they had to force them to.

Virtue understood wanting to affect change – his journey was proof of that – but how long did they hope to interfere with the military operation in The Zone before they were systematically exterminated? You don’t just start destroying military checkpoints and not expect repercussions… yet this was their own military, their own fathers, sons and brothers. If one saw the other side of the fence when they shooting started would they have the ability to fire even if the cause is just? What about the Russian military occupation of the NPP - distant-cousins he supposed if he was to continue the analogy of the relationship between members of the current conflict. How would the military respond to that threat while they were being torn apart from the inside?

He didn’t know the answer to these questions, but he did know that the answer would come very quickly. The game was on, and it was the Ukrainian military’s turn.

He stops suddenly, searching for the source of a faint crackling noise coming from one of his pockets. The crackle slowly changes into a nearly-recognizable sound; a voice. Virtue finally finds the object in question, pulling out his PDA and brushing away the layer of dirt, blood and grime that has accumulated on it unbeknownst to him. He holds the device up to his ear as the voice becomes clearer. It’s a man’s voice. He’s older-sounding, but Virtue doesn’t recognize the voice.

[Unknown]: … seeking to fill… void in your life? Join… church… Doomsday. We’re closer than you think.

“We’re closer than you think?” Virtue ponders the meaning of that line in his head. But one thing is clear… there are humans nearby. He traces the signal back to its source using his PDA’s GPS function, which pinpoints the signal to the top of a hill somewhere northwest of him. What the hell, at least they sound friendly… he thinks to himself again. Of course, friend or not he intends to get as close to the source of the signal as possible and attempt to get as much information as possible before taking any definite action.

He begins heading slightly west on his northbound path on a course that will take him directly to the top of the hill indicated on his PDA. The tall grass begins to become more and more yellow as he walks… eventually becoming shorter in height as well. The sun finally peeks out of the clouds again, illuminating the hill lands before him in a golden light and the sun reflects off of the dried plant life before him.

Nestled between the base of two hills to the northeast is a small village. The buildings are mud brown and worn to near collapse by the elements. This is no doubt the oldest and most shambled of remaining villages Virtue has yet seen in the Zone. The one-road town looks like something out of the 1800s and for all he knows was built around that time. He decides that despite the age and obvious wear, it could still be the home of just about anything and steering clear might be a good idea.

He avoids the newly discovered road leading into the town just ahead of him, nearly invisible under a layer of dust and dried plants. He follows the road with his eyes in the opposite direction to the west. A lone structure stands at the top of a dried, weary-looking hill. The steeple on top gives it away as a church. Virtue glances back at his PDA. The source of the signal is definitely coming from there. He lets out a deep breath and slowly approaches the base of the hill. As soon as the cover of the grass is too little to conceal him, he drops to the ground and pulls out his binoculars.

He slowly and methodically scans the building from top to bottom, focusing hard on any openings for signs of life or any other activity inside. Not so much as a waving cobweb. He stands up slowly, unsatisfied with the results of his scan. *Someone* is in there, either broadcasting the message or maintaining the equipment that does. Though it could just be wishful thinking… it’s entirely possible the message is automated and the maker of it is long dead. It could have been running for days… weeks… maybe years already.

Crawling cautiously through the ever-thinning cover up the hill, he listens intently for any unnatural sound, any sign of activity around him. Still nothing. He crawls all the way to the overgrown plants outside of the building – obviously planted there long ago to enhance the aesthetics of the building and intended to be maintained. He crouches in the shade along the south side of the building, leaning his head against the cool wood on the side of the building, listening for any sound within and feeling for any vibrations that could spell movement. Dead silence.

He inches over to the door in a duck walk. Once more the sunlight begins to beat down on him as he reaches the front door of the small church. Several holes pocket the door, giving it the texture of an acne-ridden teenager. He slowly leans towards one of the larger holes, placing his eye socket against it and peering inside.

Sunlight shines through the stained-glass windows on the northern side. Dust dances through the air around the dark, weary pews. The alter in the back of the room is flipped over and paper litters the floors. A crucifix on the back wall stares back at him, whether as a warning or an invitation he’s not sure. He shifts slightly to scan to the more immediate left and right. He follows the length of an overturned pew to his right and is rudely greeted with the answer to the door’s sad condition. He stares into the black void of death – the barrel of a Winchester 1300 Defender.

He looks up, half-expecting to see it attached to someone but finds that it is mounted to the nearby pew – a thin wire leads from the trigger to a pulley behind it, which leads to the back of the doorknob. “Well… good thing I didn’t march right in…” Virtue thinks to himself, relieved. He leans back from the door, no longer willing to try and enter that way.

He surveys the area around the hill quickly to make sure nobody or thing has decided to take advantage of the situation. When that shotgun was rigged, he doesn’t know, but it’s obvious it was put there to keep unwelcome guests out. He can only hope that is he can find another way in he is welcome by whatever inhabitants may call this structure home. Though the possibility of living inhabitants seems to be getting slimmer and slimmer the more time goes by without a sound.

Still, that’s no proof of desertion or absence of imminent danger. If he’s learned nothing else from The Zone in his experience it’s that there’s no real safety anywhere at any time.

Determined to enter, he slowly creeps around the north side of the building. In front of one of the stained-glass windows, a pile of old furniture and boxes are piled to the sill. He approaches the rickety structure. The window above is broken, providing a suspiciously welcoming entry to the inside and the mystery within.

He tests the structure with one foot, putting a little weight on it at first, then a little more, then all of it. He lifts his other leg onto the top of the wooden crate below him, then shifts it onto an old, musty couch in front of him on the next tier of the structure. As he climbs on top, the structure shifts slightly beneath him. He mounts a greying, water-damaged table comprising the third tier of the structure - the pyramid of death sways in protest beneath him and the table creaks and groans with laughter. His muscles tense as he dares to put more weight onto the table, slowly, carefully pulling himself on top.

“Balancing acts should be left to the circus...” He thinks to himself as the wind picks up slightly and he tries to compensate for the increased sway of the pathetic makeshift staircase below him. His full weight on the table. The structure is suspiciously quiet but the tension can be felt it is still silently laughing at him as he climbs. Standing slowly, he reaches up and touches the high sill of the broken window, looking back at the state of the structure below him. He’ll have to pull himself up to get inside. “I get one shot at this…” he thinks. “If I don’t give it my all, I fall off, knock the wind out of myself, and the structure will probably break in the process.”

He braces himself, gripping the ledge above him tightly and tensing his muscles as he counts silently in his head: “1…2…3!” He grunts as he jumps, pulling his full weight up as he inches towards the ledge. The structure below him falls away from the wall, tumbling down the hillside faster and faster, pieces flying off as it goes.

He lets out a puff of air and inhales sharply, as he continues to pull his weight as well as that of his gear up with him. He can feel his face burning as it begins to turn red and sweat collects on his forehead. “Come on Virtue, dammit! Get up there you lazy bastard!” he scolds himself as his muscles begin to strain. His feet kick against the outside walls of the church in an effort to find some sort of foothold. They scrape against the side as he continues to push, using the friction of the treads in his boots to help push himself up.

In a final boost of effort, he clenches his teeth and pushes his arms up and his weight forward. Suddenly the resistance is gone. He can feel himself falling forward through the air, tucking under into a front flip and crashing into his back, taking out a pew in the process. The loud splintering of broken wood and the boom of his impact pierce the silence, reverberating in his head as it rings from the impact. “That’s gonna feel good in the morning…” he things to himself sarcastically as a sudden sleepiness begins to overtake him.

He holds his hand out in front of him as if expecting someone to take hold of it and help him to his feet. The face of Jesus nailed to the cross stares down at him in sadness as his hand begins to blur in front of his face. He lets out a small gasp of air in protest as the face behind his hand also begins to blur, the sadness still evident as Virtue’s pathetic cry for help goes unanswered.

A door somewhere beside the crucifix slowly begins to open. A shadowy figure emerges slowly with a long narrow object protruding in front of it, obviously a weapon.

“Looks like we have another lost brother looking for guidance.” The figure says.

Virtue slowly turns his head towards the voice. He loses feeling in his arm and it falls carelessly onto the broken wood under him. His eyes roll back in his head and the room goes black. He thinks he can feel himself being dragged across the floor away from the scene, but he can’t tell as the events that have lapsed since the last time he’s slept begin to play through his head and once again he finds himself in Chernobyl surrounded by the darkness of the abandoned, irradiated halls and the evil that resides within.
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Haha... I think you got the wrong story, bud... you're looking for "Snork Bait" by snorkbait.

Post there so I can jump to his defense. ^_^
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Done. (;
  04:12:22  22 September 2009
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Awesome as usual, Psynexus. Keep it coming!
  08:22:13  22 September 2009
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Doomsday

Ah... the longest (and in my opinion first oficial) chapter yet in "Rebirth".

Once again, we follow along on Virtue's latest adventure as he heads unquestionably north, unyielding to the environment, his needs, or anything really as he continues on his reckless trek for the center toward of his friends - whichever he finds first.

I'm gonna post the link to the WritersCafe page this time so I can maintain this better. ^_^

(Everything else I write is there too)
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http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/457288/
  09:21:54  22 September 2009
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Nice. Glad to see my name used!


Also, that was pretty awesome. I don't know how you can make a story so action packed, as I associate intense "scenes" as visual interpretations, not verbal interpretations, but you manage it quite well and quite realistically. That was also a pretty good description of a really bad acid trip.
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Nice. Glad to see my name used!


Also, that was pretty awesome. I don't know how you can make a story so action packed, as I associate intense "scenes" as visual interpretations, not verbal interpretations, but you manage it quite well and quite realistically. That was also a pretty good description of a really bad acid trip.
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What can I say, I have a way with words, lol. Yeah, the "experiment" for this piece was to start with as quiet and calm a scene as possible, something where you wouldn't really expect any conflict whatsoever and it should soothe the nerves... then BOOM! Acid trip! I'd like to think I succeeded.

And yes, your character did make an appearance. He'll be showing up again in the next part with Virtue for obvious reasons as well as further down the road when I stop sitting with my thumb up my ass and actually write this damn story, lol.

Once again, thanks for the review and I'm glad you liked it.
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Nice. Glad to see my name used!


Also, that was pretty awesome. I don't know how you can make a story so action packed, as I associate intense "scenes" as visual interpretations, not verbal interpretations, but you manage it quite well and quite realistically. That was also a pretty good description of a really bad acid trip.

What can I say, I have a way with words, lol. Yeah, the "experiment" for this piece was to start with as quiet and calm a scene as possible, something where you wouldn't really expect any conflict whatsoever and it should soothe the nerves... then BOOM! Acid trip! I'd like to think I succeeded.

And yes, your character did make an appearance. He'll be showing up again in the next part with Virtue for obvious reasons as well as further down the road when I stop sitting with my thumb up my ass and actually write this damn story, lol.

Once again, thanks for the review and I'm glad you liked it.
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No worries.

You (whether it was intentional or not) did a pretty good job of describing the way acid trips turn bad, as well. People give you acid, say some creepy shit to you, and you have a bad trip. It works like that.
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Sorry for the double post, it wouldn't edit the other one.

But just so you know, psynexus, "Undercover" is missing on your writerscafe page.
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Sorry for the double post, it wouldn't edit the other one.

But just so you know, psynexus, "Undercover" is missing on your writerscafe page.
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Huh... I think I might have accidentally copied 2 chapters into 1. It happens when you're copying and pasting a gratuitous amount of text like I did. Let me see if I can dig it up and repost it - thanks for letting me know.
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Sorry for the double post, it wouldn't edit the other one.

But just so you know, psynexus, "Undercover" is missing on your writerscafe page.

Huh... I think I might have accidentally copied 2 chapters into 1. It happens when you're copying and pasting a gratuitous amount of text like I did. Let me see if I can dig it up and repost it - thanks for letting me know.
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Not a problem.
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Sorry for the double post, it wouldn't edit the other one.

But just so you know, psynexus, "Undercover" is missing on your writerscafe page.

Huh... I think I might have accidentally copied 2 chapters into 1. It happens when you're copying and pasting a gratuitous amount of text like I did. Let me see if I can dig it up and repost it - thanks for letting me know.

Not a problem.
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Fixed
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Sorry for the double post, it wouldn't edit the other one.

But just so you know, psynexus, "Undercover" is missing on your writerscafe page.

Huh... I think I might have accidentally copied 2 chapters into 1. It happens when you're copying and pasting a gratuitous amount of text like I did. Let me see if I can dig it up and repost it - thanks for letting me know.

Not a problem.

Fixed
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Sweet. Thanks.

Now get to writing.
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Please keep writing, See! Comment for you.

Seriously though man, your story rocks and you need to add to the cliffhenger, and show more Reaper and Enigma!!!

I miss her.

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  06:01:33  28 September 2009
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The Freedom of Duty

Woot! The next part is finally up. Let it be noted that this part actually comes between the first and third chapters. (Report and Burn-up on Re-entry).

Here we see the continued struggle of Freedom, as well as the brunt of what is being called the "Third Chernobyl Incident" as it falls on Duty's shoulders to clean up the mess their former-allies in the military have failed to clean up.

Link: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/455710/
  06:31:46  28 September 2009
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Awesome, man. Keep it up.
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Hey psynexus, I go the link you have provided and the chapters are out of order it seems.

Chapters
Report
The Freedom of Duty
Burn-up on Re-entry
Doomsday

Is that the order the are emant to be read in I though it wnt more along the lines:

Report
Burn-up on Re-entry
Doomsday
The Freedom of Duty


You should get your old site back mate, it was really well organized and all. Im going to read the that way, let me know if that out of order, or will I be able to tell?


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Hey psynexus, I go the link you have provided and the chapters are out of order it seems.

Chapters
Report
The Freedom of Duty
Burn-up on Re-entry
Doomsday

Is that the order the are emant to be read in I though it wnt more along the lines:

Report
Burn-up on Re-entry
Doomsday
The Freedom of Duty


You should get your old site back mate, it was really well organized and all. Im going to read the that way, let me know if that out of order, or will I be able to tell?


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The order it's in is correct. I'm in the process or adding to and re-organizing what I've already written. There's pieces and parts all over the place that I'm swapping around as I go kinda like fitting all the pieces together as I create them. Sorry for the confusion - it's a big WIP as I've been experimenting with a lot of things.
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That was excellent! Cant wait for the next one!


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  10:48:11  28 September 2009
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I'm a dumb ass.


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That was excellent! Cant wait for the next one!


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Thanks man. your request for some familiar characters is currently in the process of being fulfilled...

Update: Alright... like a dumb ass, I forgot Lukash was in the APC with Gremlin, Nimbus, Enigma, Zombie, Solitaire, and Reaper. BUT FEAR NOT! After much thought I have remedied the situation.

Henceforth, all references to Lukash have been changed to Cap - the commander at The Barrier. The story is, he saw the mutant horde approaching and got the fuck out, saving as many soldiers as he could from the nearby outposts on the way back to base. So he is the current standing-leader of Freedom and I've corrected as much dialogue as I can to make him fit. (Bonus points if you can find the few lines I added - the first one's easy)

This will set up the story for the next chapter (which may, in fact, be an addition to an already existing chapter. Hey - at least I'm trying, alright? XD) wherein we'll get to see what happened to the other part of Virtue's team (finaly!).

So with that, I leave you to throw feces at me as I get back to writing!

Update 2: Also, the Duty Commander is now General Krylov (the leader of Duty at Agroprom in CS). The story will be updated to reflect this.
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“Any word yet?” asks Cap, the acting-leader of the Freedom faction of Stalkers in their leader Lukash’s absence.




"Shouldn’t you be shooting at mutants"

Stationed at barrirer.
  21:51:02  28 September 2009
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“Any word yet?” asks Cap, the acting-leader of the Freedom faction of Stalkers in their leader Lukash’s absence.




"Shouldn’t you be shooting at mutants"

Stationed at barrirer.
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You're fucking amazing.

More stuff in the works.
  03:22:23  29 September 2009
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Burn-up on Re-entry V2

Hey guys, I modified "Burn-up on Re-entry" with a little segment on the rest of Virtue's team and their escape from the NPP. It's after the asterisk (*) about halfway through the story.

Link: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/456841/
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Burn-up on Re-entry V2

Hey guys, I modified "Burn-up on Re-entry" with a little segment on the rest of Virtue's team and their escape from the NPP. It's after the asterisk (*) about halfway through the story.

Link: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/456841/
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The exact words that came out of my mouth at the end of that were "what the fuck?". Awesome, as usual, man.
  08:13:54  29 September 2009
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Same here man, Reaper needs to wake his ass up make use of Blood fucker and Mutant Fucker!




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  00:48:15  2 October 2009
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Pre-update Update

I plan on eventually getting some artwork done for both "Life and Death" and "Rebirth". You can see the thumbnail for each individual chapter on WritersCafe, as well as the link for the full book itself.

Here's the first piece of work I made for the cover of "Rebirth"

http://www.writerscafe.org/uploads/stories/40471300-1253238449.jpg

Once again, you can click on the thumbnail images to see the full-sized one. I may make alternate images in larger size and possibly with a few additions. As always I'll post anything new here.

The next chapter will be out soon.
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Hey man,

I will shoot you an email tonight when I get home.

I have an idea for your "art work", I may be able to contribute, depending on if you like the idea.


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psynexus, you having writer's block? We need more story!
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psynexus, you having writer's block? We need more story!
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Yes, actually. I've been working on some other stuff to try and alleviate it but I don't think I'm quite there yet. Maybe in a few days, I'll have to see how i goes...

Sorry to keep you waiting. :/
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psynexus, you having writer's block? We need more story!

Yes, actually. I've been working on some other stuff to try and alleviate it but I don't think I'm quite there yet. Maybe in a few days, I'll have to see how i goes...

Sorry to keep you waiting. :/
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As a musician, I know the feeling. With music, it helps me to listen to music I don't normally listen to, so maybe if you read stories/books from authors you don't normally read from, inspiration will come?

I know one thing, my friend. Life and death was beyond epic... one of the best novels I've ever read, and this is coming from a guy who has a trophy from 5th grade for reading 212 books in a year.

Rebirth is shaping up to be equally awesome.

If there's anything I can help you with, feel free to let me know.
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psynexus, you having writer's block? We need more story!

Yes, actually. I've been working on some other stuff to try and alleviate it but I don't think I'm quite there yet. Maybe in a few days, I'll have to see how i goes...

Sorry to keep you waiting. :/

As a musician, I know the feeling. With music, it helps me to listen to music I don't normally listen to, so maybe if you read stories/books from authors you don't normally read from, inspiration will come?

I know one thing, my friend. Life and death was beyond epic... one of the best novels I've ever read, and this is coming from a guy who has a trophy from 5th grade for reading 212 books in a year.

Rebirth is shaping up to be equally awesome.

If there's anything I can help you with, feel free to let me know.
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Yeah, that's a good idea and I've been doing it as much as I can, I've just been busy with stupid things.

Thanks, it'll definitely be a feat to make Rebirth as good as Life and Death... I've got ideas they just need to be translated to words and mixed into the turmoil of the story.

And that is a fuckload of books...
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psynexus, you having writer's block? We need more story!

Yes, actually. I've been working on some other stuff to try and alleviate it but I don't think I'm quite there yet. Maybe in a few days, I'll have to see how i goes...

Sorry to keep you waiting. :/

As a musician, I know the feeling. With music, it helps me to listen to music I don't normally listen to, so maybe if you read stories/books from authors you don't normally read from, inspiration will come?

I know one thing, my friend. Life and death was beyond epic... one of the best novels I've ever read, and this is coming from a guy who has a trophy from 5th grade for reading 212 books in a year.

Rebirth is shaping up to be equally awesome.

If there's anything I can help you with, feel free to let me know.

Yeah, that's a good idea and I've been doing it as much as I can, I've just been busy with stupid things.

Thanks, it'll definitely be a feat to make Rebirth as good as Life and Death... I've got ideas they just need to be translated to words and mixed into the turmoil of the story.

And that is a fuckload of books...
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I understand, man. I'm pretty sure you've got what it takes to make Rebirth awesome. What evidence do I have to the contrary? None. You're a very creative person, so don't give up on us. I, for one, will most likely be the first to read the new chapter. I know I don't give very constructive feedback, but I don't see a need to. Most of your writings are grammatically correct and make total sense. I've seen a few typos in Life and Death but other than that, it's flawless.

Oh, and in Doomsday, you meant "like a bat out of hell," right? That little chunk confused me for a minute.

Cheers, man. Writer's block is a bitch.
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psynexus, you having writer's block? We need more story!

Yes, actually. I've been working on some other stuff to try and alleviate it but I don't think I'm quite there yet. Maybe in a few days, I'll have to see how i goes...

Sorry to keep you waiting. :/

As a musician, I know the feeling. With music, it helps me to listen to music I don't normally listen to, so maybe if you read stories/books from authors you don't normally read from, inspiration will come?

I know one thing, my friend. Life and death was beyond epic... one of the best novels I've ever read, and this is coming from a guy who has a trophy from 5th grade for reading 212 books in a year.

Rebirth is shaping up to be equally awesome.

If there's anything I can help you with, feel free to let me know.

Yeah, that's a good idea and I've been doing it as much as I can, I've just been busy with stupid things.

Thanks, it'll definitely be a feat to make Rebirth as good as Life and Death... I've got ideas they just need to be translated to words and mixed into the turmoil of the story.

And that is a fuckload of books...

I understand, man. I'm pretty sure you've got what it takes to make Rebirth awesome. What evidence do I have to the contrary? None. You're a very creative person, so don't give up on us. I, for one, will most likely be the first to read the new chapter. I know I don't give very constructive feedback, but I don't see a need to. Most of your writings are grammatically correct and make total sense. I've seen a few typos in Life and Death but other than that, it's flawless.

Oh, and in Doomsday, you meant "like a bat out of hell," right? That little chunk confused me for a minute.

Cheers, man. Writer's block is a bitch.
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Thanks again, I know I have it in me too. I'm capable of writing some amazing shit - I can say that without feeling like I'm boasting or exaggerating - it just takes the right amount of inspiration.

Yes, that is what I meant. I'll make sure to go over that and fix it.

I hope to have some more writing done very soon...
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Thanks again, I know I have it in me too. I'm capable of writing some amazing shit - I can say that without feeling like I'm boasting or exaggerating - it just takes the right amount of inspiration.

Yes, that is what I meant. I'll make sure to go over that and fix it.

I hope to have some more writing done very soon...
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Not a problem. Like I said, man, if you need help with anything, let me know.
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Don't let this die, man. I'm having withdrawals here.
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Where is the update Psynexus? This story was great so far! Please dont stop.

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Where is the update Psynexus? This story was great so far! Please dont stop.

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Let it be known that I have re-broken the ground with this story. The next chapter will be posted soon.
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Chapter 6: Alone in The Zone

After collecting a fine layer of dust, the next chapter finally sees the light! normally I'd spend this time giving you a preview, excuses, or praising you guys for all your support, but I'll just shut up and let you read because I know that's what you want. ^_^

BOOM!: http://www.writerscafe.org/link/644372/

Tell me what you think.
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Logged in and ready to comment.

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BRAVO!!! Jolly Good work!

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Thank you, oh lone reader. ^_^

Next chapter should be coming out soon.
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Read what there is so far. I like it. I did think sometimes the quality slipped relative to L&D (typos, word choice, etc), but that overall the style of writing was 'cleaner' than in L&D (especially the earlier chapters where POV seemed to go a bit experimental - though that did even out in the end).
It's a good setup, though. Interesting...and that's really what it's all about. The rest is just nuts and bolts.
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Read what there is so far. I like it. I did think sometimes the quality slipped relative to L&D (typos, word choice, etc), but that overall the style of writing was 'cleaner' than in L&D (especially the earlier chapters where POV seemed to go a bit experimental - though that did even out in the end).
It's a good setup, though. Interesting...and that's really what it's all about. The rest is just nuts and bolts.
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Yeah, I attribute that to the several-month gap mid-chapter on the last entry. I'm considering doing a massive edit of the whole thing but we'll see, the next chapter is almost done and it's pretty big so far so we'll see how things are by then. But at any rate, I'm glad you like it so far.
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Chapter 7: Red Dawn

This is the first full chapter I've written in a while, so it should flow pretty smoothly. I'm still considering doing a big edit of the first few chapters though, so let me know what you think.

Linkage: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/486584/
  21:53:21  13 December 2009
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Both new chapters are awesome as usual! Keep it up, man!
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Need moar commentz! Oo

I think I need about a million more comments to get me through the next chapter. It's tough to write when there's so few comments between chapters and it totally kills motivation. Tell me what you like about the book specifically so far, what you hate, who your favorite characters are and why, what you would like to see happen and what you think will happen.

So get busy, and I'll return the favor!
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iav liked it so far havent had anything to complain about other than i havent had time to sit down and read the last two chapters

i like the dooms day and virtue? like doomsday because he seems like a guy who see some stuff and virtue he reminds me sort of me do anything for his friends quality
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I've been quiet a) because I'm trying to get on with my own story and b) because I don't have much to add.
The introduction of Doomsday and his group was interesting, but then it has all been, from the 'fleshing out' of the Monolith soldiers to the tension between Duty and Freedom (and their ongoing plans and agendas even in the face of a shared enemy/problem).
One thing that did seem a bit far-fetched (or 'Hollywood-ized') was the escape from the zombies...but it also provided a lighter 'episode' with some comic relief, so overall it was no bad thing. Have to say Enigma is doing very well for someone who was at least halfway to being dead, though.

As for other stuff...it's not for me to tell you the direction your story *should* take. I'm along for the ride and will go where thou willst, so to speak. But you also have hints above regarding what I liked and what I found less interesting (not the right word, but my brain's not working well this morning. It's what happens when the cat decides to up-end the Chrimbo tree at four a.m.).
What do I think will happen? Well, there'll be deaths of favourite, but not exactly central, characters (or the way you've set it up, perhaps even central characters can 'buy the farm'); many more scrapes; a lot more tension between the factions; and a resolution where the Russian commander either mutates or is killed by mutants...or perhaps where he is mutating and is killed by mutants for being 'too human'.
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Your first story was the first one I read, i liked it alot, and i like this one too
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Well I for one am enjoying it, though I do agree with Snorkbait on the zombie escape, maybe the truce between Duty and Freedom may make for some exciting new good guys and alliances, maybe new factions, now that Zone is upside down it's yours to manipulate anyway you wish, maybe a geust appearance from Strelok or Scar.

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Great writing! I had stumbled upon your original, The Zone I and found it so engrossing I read it all in one shot(yea I'm kinda late to the party heh). This one is shaping up to be just as good so I hope you continue. Looking forward to a hopeful reunion of Virtue and company and seeing if/how they can thwart Petrov.
I've read quite a few AARs and the like based on various games, but have seen very few as well written. Keep up the great work
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Great writing! I had stumbled upon your original, The Zone I and found it so engrossing I read it all in one shot(yea I'm kinda late to the party heh). This one is shaping up to be just as good so I hope you continue. Looking forward to a hopeful reunion of Virtue and company and seeing if/how they can thwart Petrov.
I've read quite a few AARs and the like based on various games, but have seen very few as well written. Keep up the great work
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BOOM! There's the motivation I needed. Thanks a lot man, and you're never late to the party.

The next part should be posted soon, either right before or after Christmas. So if you get sick of holiday cheer rest assured there will be morbid, bloody chaos to put you right back in that sick, demented mood that can be so delicious. >
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I'm glad to hear you'll be continuing. Your earlier post had me worried that you might give it up so I went to register just so I could post. Turns out i had already registered a little while back lol. Just hadn't had the need to post till now.

Not many people I know play this game even though I rave about it, but I believe they will enjoy your writing. You'll probably end up with a few fans that don't even play the game
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Well uh...

I'm not sure why all the new posts were deleted/censored but the new part is up...

Chapter 2 [revised]: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/597140/
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-waves- Hi, I'm still reading.
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Hai. ^_^

It's good to hear from you again. Hopefully I didn't let too many people down when I mysteriously vanished the last time... and the times before that. Sorry for that, but I do take writing seriously and my hope is that this will be one of the best things I ever write so I'm definitely taking my time here.

The original story got so many good reviews I know it's going to be no easy feat surpassing that, but I've recently had a few burst of inspiration that I think may just get it there... we shall see. But the thing that always kept me going strong with "Life and Death" was the ongoing support and praise of fellow Stalkers like yourself. I'd hate to think I've come this far just to be writing this all for myself. :\

So with that in mind, welcome back, and I hope you enjoy the new stuff to come.

EDIT: Since I apparently have a potty mouth and got my post censored, here is the link to the beginning of the story: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/484676/. You can use the links on the right side of that page to navigate or just click next/previous chapter at the bottom.
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-waves- Hi, I'm still reading.

Hai. ^_^

It's good to hear from you again. Hopefully I didn't let too many people down when I mysteriously vanished the last time... and the times before that. Sorry for that, but I do take writing seriously and my hope is that this will be one of the best things I ever write so I'm definitely taking my time here.

The original story got so many good reviews I know it's going to be no easy feat surpassing that, but I've recently had a few burst of inspiration that I think may just get it there... we shall see. But the thing that always kept me going strong with "Life and Death" was the ongoing support and praise of fellow Stalkers like yourself. I'd hate to think I've come this far just to be writing this all for myself. :\

So with that in mind, welcome back, and I hope you enjoy the new stuff to come.
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Well, after writing the first story, you kind of jumped headfirst into this one. Creative processes only last so long, so I figured you'd eventually get writer's block and move on to other projects for a while. I was 100% correct.

I respect the fact that you needed a break... it's not like you're getting paid to keep us entertained with your writing. As far as I'm concerned, the wait wasn't too long and I'm happy to have you back.

I'm sure the rest of your followers will agree wholeheartedly with me.
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Whew! Next part is (finally) up!

Hello Stalkers. After much research, eyestrain, and pages upon pages of edits, the next chapter is finally up!

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/456841/

IMPORTANT: Some major changes have been made to things I have already posted. I apologize for this, but it was necessary after all the research I've been doing lately, and it adds a lot more to the stories now and later. So please take note of the following changes:

General Krylov has been replaced with Colonel Petrenko - According to lore, General Krylov was killed in the Faction Wars - who am I to argue with history?

Colonel Petrenko has been replaced with Barin - Formerly Colonel Petrenko was General Krylov's right-hand man, now Barin is the self-appointed bodyguard of Colonel Petrenko. This changes the story little except for what happened to General Krylov happens to Colonel Petrenko instead.

Cap has been replaced with Max - Max, being the second in command in Lukash's absence was the more appropriate role, especially since Freedom needed a hardcore point-man. The point-man has since become Cap.

Other character changes/additions/edits have been made in this chapter as those who read it previously will see in a BIG way. I literally re-wrote the entire chapter. Also, some elements in this chapter have been saved for later as you may have noticed also happened in the last chapter.

That's all the major changes I can think of for now, I hope you enjoy the new and improved Burn-up on Re-entry!
  20:23:30  3 September 2010
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Good to see it back! Looking forward to the read!

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  01:30:35  4 September 2010
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Good to see it back! Looking forward to the read!

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And I'm looking forward to you reading it.

To all: While I'm thinking about it, I know I've had the offer for some web hosting for the site I had in place before. I've been thinking about bringing back the old site, and so am looking for a free host for a small site. I know I can find some online easily enough, and will do that if need be, but I figured I'd throw the offer out in case someone would like the honors. What say you?
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Win, as usual.


How do you manage to make everything you write so believable? You come up with some crazy shit that if someone were to tell me the story in person (even by Zone standards) I would never believe it. But you write it out and it all makes perfect sense.


You are a verbal magician, my friend.
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Win, as usual.


How do you manage to make everything you write so believable? You come up with some crazy shit that if someone were to tell me the story in person (even by Zone standards) I would never believe it. But you write it out and it all makes perfect sense.


You are a verbal magician, my friend.
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Hoes and tricks, my friend. Seriously, I don't know. Life as I've lived it has taught me to be an expert at making stuff up on the spot and making it believable. But being able to refine my writing over the past 3 years now on this story and other projects has seriously helped too. I see the stagnation in mainstream society and I guess I feel like it's my turn to step up and bring originality back to the world. Man, I sure put myself up on a pedestal, lol.

Anyway, I'm glad to see all my hard work paid off. Stalker continues to fascinate me and I will continue to do whatever it takes to communicate its atmosphere as it speaks to me. Believe me when I say that there is a lot more to come, and you've barely even had a taste of what I've been plotting for the last few days...
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I do that with music. Can't stand the mainstream music these days, so I write shit that's totally different. I think everyone's pretty much dog tired of the "generic" these days.
  12:44:32  9 September 2010
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Alone in the Zone

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/602514/

Sorry for the delay, I've been sick for the last few days and editing the story as I read continues to be a huge pain in the ass, but I'm getting there.

Once again, the entire chapter has essentially been overhauled and readers of the original will probably not recognize a good portion of it.

Thankfully, I'm nearing the end of edits and can begin writing new material soon, but I'm going to need more patience than I currently have to get there. So if you like the story so far, let me know you're out there and reading. I'm running on fumes here people, I need motivation to continue!
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Yay! You didn't edit me out. Even if I did turn into a crazed lunatic preacher, I'm glad to be in your story.



And you know I'm still reading. I don't even play Stalker anymore, I just get on here to check for updates on this story and Snorkbait's story.
  02:07:01  10 September 2010
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I couldn't edit you out, not when you're such an interesting character. If you're happy to see your character still there I think you'll really enjoy how I re-write the next chapter...

So without further ado, I begin. What have I gotten myself into... Oo

P.S. There are some kickass mods out there you should try if you want to get back in game. I just finished L.U.R.K. for SoC and am testing Redux for CoP. I haven't played any of the CS mods yet since they got some decent faction mods out so I might have to check that out soon too.
  09:38:36  10 September 2010
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Well, then I'm definitely checking this thread more often then.


I played through SmP some time ago and thoroughly enjoyed it. I'm thinking SMRTER CoP may be my next mod experience, however I didn't really like CoP at all.
  07:29:01  15 September 2010
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Doomsday

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/605012/

The next one is out! I think the worst of whatever flu-ish thing I had is gone now so I can finally focus my attention on writing again.

By the looks of things I'm down to the final chapter of editing, after which the new stuff will finally be written! Finally, you patience will have paid off and you'll get to see more of the action, horror and adventure you know and love so much in Stalker.

On another note, I'm debating getting a blog or something where I can have all updates focus in a central location with some extra capabilities - the main one being the ability to comment. I realize that WritersCafe only allows "reviews" for registered users and it's a huge pain in the ass to link people to a specific forum link on this forum. I started one on WordPress but it doesn't allow me to attach picture to each chapter so I dunno if I wanna use it yet. Thoughts on this?

As always - LEAVE A COMMENT ON WHAT YOU THINK OF THE STORY!!! This is the ONLY, I repeat, ONLY thing that keeps me really motivated to keep going, so the more the merrier. It really does work like that, no lies. So leave anything you want; praise, criticism, hate, randomness, your favorite character, favorite lines, ANYTHING!!!111one

Anyway, on to the next part...

Psy out.
  08:58:58  15 September 2010
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I dig the edit. Much more involved and detailed, which is definitely good!

May I ask what's with the random quotation marks? They throw me off a bit.
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I dig the edit. Much more involved and detailed, which is definitely good!

May I ask what's with the random quotation marks? They throw me off a bit.
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Thanks! As much as I like making what I've already written better believe me when I say I'm dying to get to the new stuff.

Random quotation marks? I didn't see any when I looked over it. I suppose it could be a result of having to re-type all hard spaces when copying and pasting from MS Word.
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I dig the edit. Much more involved and detailed, which is definitely good!

May I ask what's with the random quotation marks? They throw me off a bit.

Thanks! As much as I like making what I've already written better believe me when I say I'm dying to get to the new stuff.

Random quotation marks? I didn't see any when I looked over it. I suppose it could be a result of having to re-type all hard spaces when copying and pasting from MS Word.
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I can't seem to find them now, but they were in your other edits when I read them as well. I suppose it's an artifact of Writer's Cafe, that has since been fixed?


And as much as I like reading your edits, I want some new stuff too!
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End of edits - on to new content!

Well, it's official. Nearly halfway through the chapter I'm working on I hit the end of the original content that I can use and am on to new stuff!!!

I'd like to give you, the reader, a chance again to submit your own characters with background (optional) for the next part. This is your chance to literally get into the story, like a few lucky Stalkers did in "Life and Death". You'll have about a day or so to get them in so that I won't have to spend too much time waiting to finish the chapter.

You can either leave them here in a comment, or email me at caleomega@gmail.com. I hope to get some interesting Stalker/stories soon!

Special Thanks to previous contributers:

A LONE HOBO – for being a fanatical fan. That’s it… really. Good job!

Commissar – for contributing Zombie into the mix. Zombie ended up being a mysterious character throughout the writing of the story and I always had to think twice as hard when it came to what he was going to say or do in any given situation. So thanks for giving me one of the most difficult characters to write for.

Jester456 – for contributing the character “Jester” to the story. I didn’t get more than a name but that’s all I needed to add a great character to the story.

Gremlin – For hosting awesome LAN parties that kept me going from week to week. Without them, I doubt I ever would have had the motivation to start writing at all.

HL2 Master – for the very in-depth character bio for Reaper and the continued support throughout the writing of the story. Thanks for making me imagine you jumping up and down in your chair with excitement as the story progressed – it helped get the next part out faster, believe me.

Maiman – For his squirrely (appropriate since his avatar is a squirrel in a 1920s mob suit) sense of humor and support of the story.

Phantom – For being a great RL friend and giving your support midway through the writing of the story.

Odyseus – for contributing a *very* long and detailed biography for Grisha - who didn’t get to see as much action as most of the other characters in the story. I appreciate your attention to detail in your bio and the allowed use of your character as part of the story. Also, thanks for your constructive criticism in the beginning of the story that helped me pay more attention to detail throughout the remainder.
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Yay I got a special thanks! I wonder how many regular thanks.. thankses? thanks's? whatever how many regular thankses I can trade that in for!
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Yay I got a special thanks! I wonder how many regular thanks.. thankses? thanks's? whatever how many regular thankses I can trade that in for!
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If you commented more often you might be able to trade it in for a special thanks at the end of this one. ^_^

Seriously man, comments keep me going. I gotta know people actually give a damn or I'd be better off staring at a wall instead.

EDIT: LOL @ your sig btw. That's friggen hilarious. JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO AND I'LL DO IT! *curls up in ball and sucks thumb*
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I know what you mean about comments, they really make writing easier, so here we go!

You are an awesome person and your story is awesome keep up the really amazing work!

And if I recall from the original story I made a special request for PseudoRaptors! I am still waiting patiently! Ooh and there should be a PseudoBear and a mutated tricycle artifact!
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I know what you mean about comments, they really make writing easier, so here we go!

You are an awesome person and your story is awesome keep up the really amazing work!

And if I recall from the original story I made a special request for PseudoRaptors! I am still waiting patiently! Ooh and there should be a PseudoBear and a mutated tricycle artifact!
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Thanks! No promises on the Pseudoraptors... you already got your Pseudosaurus Rex. The mutated tricycle artifact however... now there's a concept. ^_^
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Oh yeah the Pseudosaurus Rex, that was awesome but still Mutant Tricycle Artifacts man, theres the money maker!

Make it have a bell that rings at the worst of times and alert everyone to the holders location and then drain his endurance when he tries to run away while leaving him with no bulletproof cap or rupture protection.

It will be as useful as using zombie dust on yourself in a firefight!

Or make it a working tricycle that goes abnormally fast but makes the rider look stupid!

Oh god, what about a talking artifact!
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Oh yeah the Pseudosaurus Rex, that was awesome but still Mutant Tricycle Artifacts man, theres the money maker!

Make it have a bell that rings at the worst of times and alert everyone to the holders location and then drain his endurance when he tries to run away while leaving him with no bulletproof cap or rupture protection.

It will be as useful as using zombie dust on yourself in a firefight!

Or make it a working tricycle that goes abnormally fast but makes the rider look stupid!

Oh god, what about a talking artifact!
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WOW! Talk about a gamble. I can see it now... you're entering the Bloodsucker lair in Zaton:

"Shh... it's full of sleeping Bloodsuckers. Let's try to get by them without making any-"
"DING DING! DINGALINGALING!!!"
"You've startled them! RUN!"
*You are too exhausted to move*
"I choose you tricyclechu!"
*Choose "Run"*
*You use Tricycle to flee. You peddle at 88MPH, leaving the Bloodsuckers in a cloud of dust, but looking quite silly going so fast on a child's toy. But you live to fight another day... as long as you can deal with the shame.*
*Tricycle speaks (in Chris Tucker voice):*
"Daaaayyyyyyuuuummm! Them Bloodsuckies got beat by a tricycle! That is whack yo!" *high-pitched sequel*
*Choose: "Put gun to head"*

HAHA. HAHAHAHA. BWAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

This has gotten out of hand...
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AHHAHAHAHAHAHA

Oh god I am laughing so fucking hard right now, the minute you said the voice of Christ Tucker I litterally heard his voice speaking in my head then the squeal oh god!

That would be funny, like back when I used to play Roleplay Maps on Warcraft 3, I would narrate the story with the voice of Samuel L Jackson.

Narrator: so them heroes went to strike furious vengeance on the dark lord of the dead, they tried to fight him and he was too tough for their shiny little pocket knives, and I was like, seriously hero dudes, DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH?!?!?!?!

It was quite a popular term, like when someone made up their own language for the story I would have the narrator go.

Narrator: what the hell I can't read this, WHAT COUNTRY ARE YOU FROM, WHAT AIN'T NO COUNTRY I EVER HEARD OF DO THEY SPEAK ENGLISH IN WHAT?

Anyways that got carried away!
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AHHAHAHAHAHAHA

Oh god I am laughing so fucking hard right now, the minute you said the voice of Christ Tucker I litterally heard his voice speaking in my head then the squeal oh god!

That would be funny, like back when I used to play Roleplay Maps on Warcraft 3, I would narrate the story with the voice of Samuel L Jackson.

Narrator: so them heroes went to strike furious vengeance on the dark lord of the dead, they tried to fight him and he was too tough for their shiny little pocket knives, and I was like, seriously hero dudes, DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH?!?!?!?!

It was quite a popular term, like when someone made up their own language for the story I would have the narrator go.

Narrator: what the hell I can't read this, WHAT COUNTRY ARE YOU FROM, WHAT AIN'T NO COUNTRY I EVER HEARD OF DO THEY SPEAK ENGLISH IN WHAT?

Anyways that got carried away!
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ROFLMAO! Epic.

BTW, feel free to use anything here in your comic. Personally, I think an irradiated, loud, encumbering, impossibly fast, talking tricycle artifact could be the beginning of something great. I say cast it as an actual character rather than an artifact.
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My god that is a beautiful idea good sir

Actually the Comics are planned to end by Part 50

But it would be a good idea for Season 2...
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Red Dawn

Finally, the first (mostly) new content to be written in months! As a tribute to the new stuff, I thought I'd make this post look a little more like the older ones. So here's a nice little preview if you're looking at this thread to see what the update's about but are too lazy to click on the link:
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“As you can see sir, the NPP is completely deserted now. No person or animal in sight.”

“What about ghosts?”

The soldier taps an unseen device on his helmet. “Thanks to the Ecologist we don’t have to worry about that either sir.”

“Good. Proceed then.

“Yes sir.” The soldier complies with his orders. The camera bobs up and down as he descends a large, blackened hill. Dozens of soldiers follow his lead on either side of him. A loud boom fills the room as thunder echoes through the dark cloud above. The camera swivels up to look at the sky above as a malevolent storm begins to form above them. The soldier curses in Russian, looking down at the burning power plant dominating the area in front of him. Another loud sound comes over the speakers, this one different from the first.

“What was that? Check your scanners!” He yells to one of the soldiers near him.

“Scanners show nothing, sir!” the soldier reports back.

“There has to be something there, what the fuck else could have caused that?” he says as his hand protrudes into the camera, pointing at an unnatural formation of earth, twisted into what resembles a bony hand with vertical spires of rock " with curved, sharp ridges formed around a central point. A deep humming noise emanates from the central point, reminiscent of an anomaly, though much larger than any previously encountered. Several similar anomalies surround Chernobyl, the laws of physics seemingly ignored here.

“Hold.” He orders as his Geiger counter begins to click rapidly. “Hazardous radiation levels are present here. We need to find a way around.”

“How do we do that? Our scanners are shit here!” another soldier protests.

The camera pans as the soldier opens a pocket on his breast and pulls out a handful of bolts and other small objects. “We do it the old-fashioned way.” He says as he cocks his arm back and throws the bolt in a straight line in front of him. The bolt makes it a few yards before a disturbance in the air catches it and stops it mid-flight. It hovers there for a few seconds before it suddenly explodes into tiny metal flakes. The soldier curses again, “Not that way…” he mutters to himself. The other soldiers open up their own pouches and begin tossing objects on front of them in an attempt to find a way through the field of anomalies.

Moments a deep boom rattles the camera and the soldier behind it falls to the ground, staring straight up at the sky. The clouds above the power plant begin to swirl around it like a hurricane and the ground begins to rumble. Lightning rips through the sky, striking the highest points on the power plant, especially the largest one closest to Reactor 4, which is leaning over it dangerously.

“REPORT!” the soldier yells to his comrades as they scamper back up the hill beside him, trying their best to regain their footing on the steep slope but failing horribly. They look up at the sky in confusion as the clouds continue to swirl over them, faster and faster.

“Tornado…?” one of the soldiers near him replies.

Obviously not the case as some of the soldiers around him begin to realize what’s going on and run for their lives, dropping their weapons on the ground behind them.

“Oh shit…” are the only words that can be heard from the soldier’s mouth before a violent explosion erupts in the sky over him, turning the eye of the storm a fiery red. Loose dirt and rock vibrate on the ground below him as the dark clouds begin to evaporate to reveal the same blood-red color behind them. The camera feed begins to break into static as a large shockwave begins to move out from what looks like a “crack” in the sky. The wind picks up ferociously as the shockwave approaches. The soldier, holds his arm in front of his eyes and whimpers in a futile attempt to stop the unstoppable wave of destruction headed towards him. His Geiger counter can just barely be heard over the nightmarish noise, clicking in one long sound " indicating that it is off the chart.

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As I said to myself after reading the new bit: "Aww fuck yeah!"
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Bump. This thread needs your immediate and full attention.
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Just read the whole story from the beginning.

Sentence so far.... one word:

Awesome!!

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Keep up the good work, a very good story
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Good job this story gets better and better, keep up the good work and lets see some PseudoRaptors or more PseudoSaurus Rex's... or a talking bear, with a communist hat...
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Good job this story gets better and better, keep up the good work and lets see some PseudoRaptors or more PseudoSaurus Rex's... or a talking bear, with a communist hat...
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... on unicycles. Thanks, hopefully with the right motivation I'll have the next chapter out soon.
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Unity

Hey guys, I got a little caught up with the release of Civilization V and got side-tracked on some other stuff but the next chapter is up! This one will count as the calm before the hurricane-force storm on it's way, so if you think it's in any way "slow" this is why.

Preview, followed by link at the bottom:

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General Voronin looked to his officials for verification as he listened to the story unfolding before him. Lukash, a man whom he had sworn would never be allowed into Duty territory – let alone the operation center of their HQ – was standing in front of him now with a handful of his men and an unknown group of Stalkers saying things that bordered on the absurd. Still, the story was too far-fetched to be completely untrue – he had nothing to gain from making up such fantastic stories when any one of the several guards stationed around the room had a clear shot at him. He was too smart to be in this position just to screw it all up when the survival of his faction hung in the balance.

“So…” General Voronin says as soon as Lukash breaks for a moment. “What you’re saying then is that the Military – who are our allies – have been operating here in the Zone all this time in secret, are responsible for creating the mutants who attacked us, and are now hell-bent on taking over the world using the Zone as the epicenter of their conquest?”

“In a nutshell… that’s exactly what I’m saying, General.” Lukash says, standing up tall with a loot that insisted upon immediate action from the General.

Voronin smiles and responds, “And I suppose you have the evidence to back up everything you’ve just told me?”

“Actually… I might be able to help you with that.” A voice chimes in from a radio near the front of the room. The familiar voice of the scientist Sakharov comes in over the static. A light knock sounds at the door and Virtue appears in the room just as Sakharov continues.

“Gremlin’s group has been very successful in their mission, and I’ve gone over the files they returned enough that I believe I have a pretty clear idea of what’s going on here.”

“Please continue.” Voronin says as he sits down at the head of the table across from Lukash, staring intensely at him.

“Yes… well, it would appear that everything Lukash has said is, in fact, all here on these documents. The files I have here detail ongoing experimentation on humans in the hopes of eventually deciphering and controlling the mind. It appears that the experiment was a great success, and from there the step towards physical mutation was taken in an effort to create a perfect, controllable ‘soldier’. Though in all actuality it would seem that the ultimate goal was to break a man to the point of being more of a pet than a person.”

“I see…” Voronin says, keeping his eyes focused on Lukash, who returns it with a confident look. “And what, in your opinion professor, would the Soviets have done with this army?”

“No disrespect General, but I believe the answer is fairly evident.” The scientist replies.

“Very well. Thank you Sakharov – please send to me any information you can for my own personal review.”

“Yes, yes – I will send it all when I can.”

“Thank you professor, Voronin out.” Before the General can reach over to flip off the radio Sakharov speaks again,

“Wait! One moment please General, I must speak with Gremlin’s group… privately.”

Voronin raises an eyebrow as warning sirens blare inside his head.
“Uh… concerning what, professor?”

“Please… it is a private matter. A dear friend of mine went with them to the center and I have not heard from him in some time, I just want to know if he is OK.”

Voronin looks to Gremlin in confusion.

“I’m sorry Sakharov, Jargon didn’t make it.” Gremlin says, bowing his head slowly as the pain of both of his fallen friends returns to him.

The static spikes a little as Sakharov sighs over the radio. “I feared that was the case when I got no response from his PDA. I would very much like to know how he died… it might bring some peace to me as I mourn him.”

Gremlin looks helplessly at Voronin, and shrugs his shoulders.

General Voronin sighs as he stands. “Very well… you have one minute.” He holds up a finger for emphasis. “But if there is anything… and I mean anything out of place when we return, I am placing you all under arrest.”

“You have my word, General, as your guests we will remain respectful of your hospitality.” Lukash assures him.

“I would hope that you do.” Voronin responds as he motions for all Dutyers in the room to exit. He closes the door behind him, not daring to break eye contact with Lukash until the moment the door closes.

Gremlin walks over to the radio and speaks in a quiet tone, “We’re alone Sakharov. What is it?”

Sakharov begins to speak but cuts himself short and asks, “Is what you said about Jargon true? Is he dead?”

“Yes… I’m sorry. But we’ve only got about a minute so say what you need to say quickly.”

“Yes… right, business first.” He clears his throat and continues, “You’ve provided a few pieces of the puzzle but I believe we need more before we can hope to attain any sort of goal with this. Every Stalker in the Zone has their own reasons for being here and would kill to know more about what they’re dealing with, whether for financial gain, scientific research, weaponry, or revenge.”

“I think I see where you’re going with this, professor.” Gremlin butts in. “You want more information, and you need a team to get it for you.”

“Well… yes. That is exactly what I need. I refrained from saying anything in front of Duty for fear that they would use the information to their own gain. While I respect them and their cause, out of sympathy for… my old friend and our business relationships in the past I decided to give it to you and your team exclusively.”

Gremlin smiles, a playful light dances in his eyes as he imagines what solving the puzzle of the Zone’s existence could mean for those who knew about it. It would be a treasure map for those seeking riches, a golden age for the scientific community, and a tactical advantage for Freedom. He looks back at the other Stalkers with a mischievous grin on his face.

“The man needs a team… what do you say gentlemen?”
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Excellent
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Every time Phantom or Jargon is mentioned, tears well up in my eyes. You keep this shit up and you might well end up famous, Psynexus.
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Every time Phantom or Jargon is mentioned, tears well up in my eyes. You keep this shit up and you might well end up famous, Psynexus.
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Mine too! If I'm not saddened by it while I'm writing it, I just try harder, lol. I don't know about the famous part but hopefully I'll be a good enough writer that I can continue to write emotionally-provoking things like this.

Next part is up when I'm not hungover as fuck.
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Winrar.
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Winrar.
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Is awesome? BTW, grats on 150 posts. Go find yourself a nice avatar.
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Winrar is indeed awesome.

I've never been an avatar guy, so I probably won't. Although I might if I get bored enough.
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I've never been an avatar guy, so I probably won't. Although I might if I get bored enough.
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You can have mine if you want. I'm thinking of a new one, just not sure what exactly to do with it though.

Oh boy! One of my 3 favourite stories up here!(Snorkbait, Tiger's Spring and this) There are other good ones but this is top 3! Awesome job mate!

EDIT: Sorry, it seems you have more tories Where can I find 'em?
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I've never been an avatar guy, so I probably won't. Although I might if I get bored enough.
You can have mine if you want. I'm thinking of a new one, just not sure what exactly to do with it though.

Oh boy! One of my 3 favourite stories up here!(Snorkbait, Tiger's Spring and this) There are other good ones but this is top 3! Awesome job mate!

EDIT: Sorry, it seems you have more tories Where can I find 'em?
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Thanks! I'm glad you enjoy it.

All my Stalker stories can be found in the links in my signature - my other stuff is on the same site, just navigate back to my profile.
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It's a Wilder World

Hey Stalkers - the next chapter is up, and just in time for my Fallout: New Vegas binge! The team has finally been re-united and is heading once more into the breach, only this time they find the areas they've been to before are not quite as tame as they remember them.

Preview followed by link, enjoy!:
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She takes point, compressing her body along the outside wall of the warehouse as Gremlin and the rest of the Stalkers pile up behind her. She inches her way to the corner of the building and takes a look around.

“All clear,” She announces. “But it looks like we might be exposed up ahead.”

“Be careful.” Gremlin warns her before she takes of running through the street to the next available cover. The Stalkers follow her lead one by one as she darts from cover to cover, doing her best to avoid open areas as the morning sun rises behind them. She leans around a corner a couple building away from them and quickly compresses herself back against the wall, motioning them all over.

“What is it?” Gremlin says as he stacks up next to her.

“Bandit camp, right on the tracks.” She says.

“Son of a bitch… they’ll see us for sure.” Gremlin says, sighing in frustration.

“Let’s take them out.” Nimbus offers.

“There’s got to be another way…” Gremlin insists.

“We can’t get around them and we sure as hell can’t reason with them. The only other thing to do would be try to barter but if they outnumber us they’d just take everything and make us run away naked for their own amusement. Trust me… this is the only way.”
Gremlin grits his teeth and squeezes the butt of his rifle, but gives up on trying to find another way.

“We’ll take a poll; yea " we take them out, nay " we find another way.

All say yea except Virtue. Gremlin acknowledges him saying, “At least we know one of us has a shot at not going straight to hell. Alright, let’s do this.”

He rolls out of cover, taking a grenade from his belt, pulling the pin with his teeth and tossing it directly into the middle of the camp of a dozen or so Bandits. The grenade rolls into a group sitting around a campfire. By the time one of them sees it and begins shouting in alarm as it explodes, killing him and three others instantly. The other two fall back into the camp and yell at the others who get to cover immediately.

Gremlin moves up to a train car on the track closest and motions the other over as he lays his gun down on the bed and begins blind-firing into the camp. Return fire ricochets off of the car, buildings, and ground around him.

“Fan out!” Gremlin shouts as he loads a new magazine.

The Stalkers spread out along the length of the train car, popping out and returning the Bandits fire.
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Epic, as usual. I especially like the chunky grenade bits. Very detailed and visual.
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Long time lurker here

Just had to sign up and say i love your stories and keep it up
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As always, amazing work and where are my mutated Dinosaurs!

I guess I haven't pulled my end with the mutated tricycle artifact with the voice of Chris Tucker but it will be coming soon!
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Epic, as usual. I especially like the chunky grenade bits. Very detailed and visual.
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Thanks - I've been working on making some scenes more detailed than others and have also expanded my vocabulary a little lately and I think it's improving things.


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Long time lurker here

Just had to sign up and say i love your stories and keep it up
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Well hello! I see the views on my story versus the comments so I know you exist and that you enjoy the story, but it's always nice to hear the words. Thanks for the support, it means everything to me.


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As always, amazing work and where are my mutated Dinosaurs!

I guess I haven't pulled my end with the mutated tricycle artifact with the voice of Chris Tucker but it will be coming soon!
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I'm waiting! I'm working to make the next few chapters more horrifying than X16 and Chernobyl combined so there's plenty of room for Psuedoraptors... but I wanna see my glorious mutated tricycle artifact first.
  12:21:11  22 October 2010
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NATOguns
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MOAR!!! psynexus ever thought of becomming a writter?
  13:14:19  23 October 2010
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MOAR!!! psynexus ever thought of becomming a writter?
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I guess his stories, and the quality of them. solidly confirms him as a writer

Nice chapter as usual
  14:54:55  23 October 2010
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Just read all of it today, keep em coming. (Read the other parts a month or two ago but I already forgot so I had to re-read all of it haha)
  00:51:54  24 October 2010
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MOAR!!! psynexus ever thought of becomming a writter?
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I just tell people I am since I do it all the time, but I've never taken any classes and I don't even read that often anymore... I really should though, I think I'm getting pretty good at it.

Thanks Lobo and welcome back Grunt.
  06:31:53  25 October 2010
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I am drawing a really nice character design for that tricycle, its really artifact like but still resembles a tricycle, just need to find a way to implement it, I am really getting cut for time if I want to keep a consistent 50 part season system.

Ah well I will try to add it in fast!
  23:46:34  26 October 2010
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At least I know who all the characters are by now! Almost done with the first story

Oh! This is just amazing Sometimes I think a little too much of everything but if it wasn't like that, it just wouldn't be as suspenseful...

(Oh, I LOVED the giant mutated body thing in Red Forest, 1st story. And the plant earlier)
  05:25:21  30 October 2010
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Tricycles and Pseudoraptors

Okay you got your mutated talking tricycle artifact (who may or may not become a main character for the next season) so now where are those Pseudoraptors...

Just imagine the suspense, a bunch of fast, cunning and lethal mutants that jump far and can shred a careless (or careful, it probably doesn't matter how much care is involved) stalker in seconds. Could make a rather suspenseful and unconventional fight or more like chase...
  02:54:13  31 October 2010
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Tricycles and Pseudoraptors

Okay you got your mutated talking tricycle artifact (who may or may not become a main character for the next season) so now where are those Pseudoraptors...

Just imagine the suspense, a bunch of fast, cunning and lethal mutants that jump far and can shred a careless (or careful, it probably doesn't matter how much care is involved) stalker in seconds. Could make a rather suspenseful and unconventional fight or more like chase...
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Nice! I have to say, the tricycle is the funniest thing yet. Probably because it was the product of two insane minds. It's like we made a brain baby... so let's give it a suitable name. ^_^

Pseudoraptors are *spoiler*coming soon *spoiler*.
  03:07:50  31 October 2010
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Hmm I think we need a completely lame and unoriginal name like Trike just to make people go... dude, a tricycle named Trike, thats lame.

But because it is lame it will completely throw everyone off when they realize that it isn't lame... but completely awesome

Plus I can't wait for Pseudoraptors...
  02:00:21  1 November 2010
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Well, I know the name "Trikey" is the most popular name you could ever give a tricycle. Or we could name it Mike and rip off Thomas the Tank Engine by calling it Mike the Trike and give it a narrator and everything.

Imagine what a mysterious narrator could do psychologically to your characters; every time Mike has something to say a mysterious narrator follows up with the story elements like "Said Mike." or "Mike didn't approve of the other characters, and dinged his bell angrily." They'd all think they're either tripping or going insane. Plus the fact that he has Chris Tucker's voice and grants the user insane speed would make it that much more epic.
  06:23:53  1 November 2010
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A mysterious narrator... that would be funny but reminds me of a Will Farrel Comedy...
  06:04:47  9 November 2010
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I'm still here.

Any updates?
  06:09:16  9 November 2010
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I'm still here.

Any updates?
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Yes, as a matter of fact my Fallout binge is complete and I plan to start on the next chapter tonight, no exceptions. I plan to have it up in a few days.
  08:56:16  9 November 2010
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Hell yes!
  07:00:17  10 November 2010
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Hell its about time!

Always wanted to say that at an appropriate time!

My fallout binge also ended and I am now playing a bunch of old original xbox games I got for 5 dollars each. I reached the stage in fallout where you memorized everything and the surprises are starting to disappear.

Anyways can't wait, when are the pseudoraptors coming
  18:13:17  10 November 2010
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Funny, you guys are just done binging on FO3, and I'm binging on New Vegas, lol.


Good God that series kicks so much ass...


But I concur with Maiman... it's about time.
  23:48:49  10 November 2010
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Good God, I love Fallout so hard - it's second only to Stalker when a good new mod comes out.

As for Pseudoraptors... no spoilers but they're coming a lot sooner than you think. I've been doing a lot of research on mutants that were proposed but never made it into SoC. Let's just say a lot of them are really pissed off at events happening in the center of the Zone.

In other news - have you guys heard that they're making a Stalker TV series now? It's unreal: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Official-STALKER/111521215540469
  00:45:18  11 November 2010
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Funny, you guys are just done binging on FO3, and I'm binging on New Vegas, lol.


Good God that series kicks so much ass...


But I concur with Maiman... it's about time.
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I actually am playing New Vegas, hence why I am worried about the surprise ending, Fallout 3 I only get surprised like once every month now with a random battle of the century (deathclaws versus albinos versus raiders versus talons versus robots versus enclave versus regulators versus hunters versus wastelanders)

Also stalker TV series????? How did this miss my ears? (probably the news of a zombie tv series lowered my perception)

Also story time soon?
  06:26:14  11 November 2010
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Funny, you guys are just done binging on FO3, and I'm binging on New Vegas, lol.


Good God that series kicks so much ass...


But I concur with Maiman... it's about time.

I actually am playing New Vegas, hence why I am worried about the surprise ending, Fallout 3 I only get surprised like once every month now with a random battle of the century (deathclaws versus albinos versus raiders versus talons versus robots versus enclave versus regulators versus hunters versus wastelanders)

Also stalker TV series????? How did this miss my ears? (probably the news of a zombie tv series lowered my perception)

Also story time soon?
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Wow, I guess I'm too busy removing all life from the wasteland to ever encounter battles of this magnitude. The best I can get is epic Super Mutant vs everything else in downtown D.C. Those are fun though, especially with a Fat Man.

Probably because GSC hates everyone outside of the Ukraine/Russia.

Yes... I'm about halfway through the chapter, just brainstorming (procrastinating) atm. This part is the hardest for me to get over because there's a lot hanging in the balance and I have to decide how I want it all to tie together.
  07:26:44  11 November 2010
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GSC doesn't hate us, they just ignore us

Also I proc.. brainstorm all the time, fun
  11:30:04  12 November 2010
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Chapter 9: The Deader City

The next chapter has been written. This was probably the hardest one to get out yet but I hope it sets the pace for things to come. Tell me what you think!

Preview + link below:
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A few seconds later Zombie appeared back in the doorway of the room he had searched.

“Clear.” He said simply, looking past them for Solitaire.

The other Stalkers followed Zombie’s gaze, also seeing no sign of him.

“The building looked symmetrical from the outside; shouldn’t you two have come back at the same time?” Virtue surmised.

“Yes.” Zombie as a nearly undetectable look of concern crossed his face. “Remain here.”

He continued on into the other room quickly but quietly, disappearing around a corner.

The three Stalkers looked around curiously, coming up with their own theories of where Solitaire could have ended up. A few moments later they heard Zombie again from around the corner,

“Here.”

The Stalkers looked at each other inquisitively, then went in the direction of Zombie’s voice. Enigma took point, rounding the corner first. The room was mostly open, with a couple of smaller rooms and a hallway towards the inside of the building. The rooms and hallway were dark and Zombie was not visible from where they were.

“Here.”

“Where?” Enigma whispered harshly.

“Here.” The voice insisted.

She cursed under her breath and continued forward.

“Check those rooms,” she indicated to the rooms off of the hall. “I’m going to check down the hall. Meet back here.”

The Stalkers nodded and continued to their assigned areas.

Virtue looked over at Nimbus, who was trying to hide the fear in his eyes less effectively than he was. He looked over at Virtue with a knowing look. Something’s not right. He shook his head, tapping the stock of his trusty shotgun and offering the most encouraging he could before disappearing through the door next to Virtue. Virtue swallowed and continued into the darkness of the room before him. Before going any further he flicked on his headlamp. Dust particles drifted in the stagnant air before him as he scanned the room slowly.

The deep boom of thunder sounded suddenly, making him nearly jump out of his skin as the storm began to grow more ferocious outside. He took in a deep breath and continued into the room. The old floorboards creaked beneath him as he walked slowly forward. The darkness of the room seemed to devour all other light and even the bright light from his headlamp seemed to be dimming. He rubbed his eyes, thinking dust might be collecting in them.

“Here.”

The voice echoed in the room clear and crisp. It sounded like Zombie was right next to him. He did a quick scan of his immediate area, finding no trace of the voice’s owner.

“Zombie… where the hell are you?” he whispered at the darkness.
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Link: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/632564/
  11:59:11  12 November 2010
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Awesome!
  23:48:39  12 November 2010
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Fantastic!
Good description of how it must feel getting attacked by those annoying RPCs (Rocked Propelled Cats).
  01:54:25  13 November 2010
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Wow that was hilarious, fucking Rocket Propelled Pseudocats lol, reminded me of this

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvxDs7jGBHM

Also clever way to reference Pseudoraptors, I was really hoping for some sort of mutated lizard monsters created in some sort of freakish Soviet experiment but the RPC (RPP... RPPC... CCCP?) things was quite a funny idea
  02:45:37  13 November 2010
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HAHA! That video was perfect. That cat didn't have shit on the Pseudoraptors though. ^_^

Through all my research I found that an offshoot of the cat would have fit perfectly for the chapter. When I was doing research and came across the "Luller" mutant (the cat with the lizard-like bags under its throat that can mimic what it hears) it clicked that a second generation of that mixed with the cats a lot of mods have put back in would make an awesome Pseudoraptor.

I'm sure we've all been in the same room as a severely agitated cat before... I for one have a new cat that becomes batshit insane at night and attacks my feet when I go for a snack. I just multiplied all its attributes by about 10, made it territorial, and bloodthirsty. Also, since cats are overpopulated it made it easy to have swarms of them. Hopefully you can forgive me for making them mammals with lizard traits than actual lizards, it just fit best. ^_^
  08:59:41  13 November 2010
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I can't be mad at you, you made a vicious species of cats that sent a heavily armed group of stalkers (and some mercs for that matter) running for their lives like little school girls, that deserves some respect right there

My cat claws me too by the way, so frequently that people thought I was suicidal because of all the cuts on my arm, but cats don't like medicine so yeah.
  13:42:13  18 November 2010
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Chapter 10: Back from the Dead

The next chapter is up and ready for read/review/rant. As I always, I hope you enjoy and please let me know if you enjoyed the chapter and leave a comment!

In this chapter, we continue following the Stalkers trapped in the Dead City by its new inhabitants dubbed "Pseudoraptors" by Reaper.

While the Stalkers hole up in one of the barricaded buildings under the watch of the trapped Merc Alek, Solitaire and Zombie remain separated from the group, caught out in the storm following what they think are the voices of their lost companions. Little do they know, they're being led into a trap by one of the Zone's most rare and clever mutants...

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“What the hell…” he muttered aloud as he skidded to a stop in the slick grass and leaves beneath him. Between claps of thunder he could hear Gremlin’s continuing to call out to him, fading into the distance while Zombie’s voice became louder, closer.

“Zombie? What are you doing?” he said as he weaved through the thicket towards the river. He burst into a clearing, undoubtedly where Zombie had been calling to him from. Something caught his eye from a large depression near the middle of the clearing. He approached cautiously, whispering for Zombie again as he neared it.

“Here…” the voice insisted in the same hushed tone.

“Come on man… where are you hiding? You’re giving me the creeps.”

As he inched up to the edge of the depression he covered his face quickly as the stench of death hit his nostrils. The mutilated bodies of about a dozen Mercs were scattered around the hole, their armor torn to shreds and most of their skin torn off, leaving only the meat. He held back the urge to vomit as the rain began to fill the hole, turning red with blood and turning the late Mercs into human soup.

“Z… Zombie?” he stuttered as he slowly backed away from the hole.

“Here.” Zombie said, clear as day.

As lightning flashed, he detected a shadow moving, unlike the shadows of the stationary objects nearby. He turned slowly to see a large, cat-like creature staring back at him inquisitively, flicking its tail back and forth playfully. That split second was the last thing he saw that came close to comforting before it let out a low feline growl and he felt himself hit hard in the back and falling into the human soup. His eyes stung as he opened them in the bloody water, seeing the vacant stare of a skinless Merc warning him of his possible fate. He coughed and sputtered as he flailed about in the death-filled water, trying with all his might to find something solid to push himself off of. In his blurred, painful sight he spotted a rogue tree root and grabbed onto it quickly, using it to pull himself to the edge of the pit. He pulled himself to the ledge, surfacing as quickly and subtly as he possibly could.

The blurry shadows of trees glared down at him like evil giants blocking the way out. He rubbed his eyes and choked up some water. He quickly pulled his knife from his back and held it close to his face as he slowly rose to the surface. The rain continued to fall around him, reducing his already poor visibility to piss-poor.

What the hell was that thing? What hit me? Where’s Zombie?

Those thoughts and dozens more whizzed around his head as he looked around desperately for anywhere he could run once out of the water. He decided heading back to the city would be the safest thing to do, but he didn’t know what could lie between there and here " and first he had to get out of this clearing without getting killed in the process. He was in the lion’s den, and that creature was here somewhere. The cat-like creature, as menacing and deadly as it looked could not have knocked him into the pool with such force. There was something bigger nearby.

He stuck the knife in his teeth and bit down as he planted his hands on the edge of the pool and slowly lifted himself out. As he kicked his feet onto solid ground, he took the knife from his mouth and did a quick 360 of his immediate area. It seemed like he was alone, but there were too many dark places in the thicket around him and his eyes still stung. He looked up, allowing the rain the wash the blood from his face and eyes, then carefully wiped it away with his hands.

Finally…

He sighed with relief as he blinked the stinging from his eyes and looked deep into the trees around him. The shadows were sharper now, but that was the only improvement " the thicket was too dense to make anything out. Lightning flashed, illuminating a set of eyes nearby. He jumped, barely stopping himself from falling back into the pool.

Holy shit… what have I gotten myself into.
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http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Psynexus/635686/
  14:18:18  18 November 2010
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Epic, again. I dare to say that this is the best stalker story out there.
Also dont want to sound like a partypooper but I think what you did was a good choice, although I still hate to see him go. It gives the charechter there mortatily back.
  14:22:15  18 November 2010
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The Zone II: Rebirth

Nicely done.

TD
  18:44:51  18 November 2010
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Epic, again. I dare to say that this is the best stalker story out there.
Also dont want to sound like a partypooper but I think what you did was a good choice, although I still hate to see him go. It gives the charechter there mortatily back.
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This!
  02:51:56  19 November 2010
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Damn...
  10:11:19  19 November 2010
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and to think about 20% of that chaos could have been stopped by being a polite guest, when will they learn
  11:34:25  21 November 2010
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Thank you all for the comments.

On top of writing the story, I am getting some editing done on earlier chapters as well as getting some translations done by my buddy Crashtest. (American English to British English because I suck that bad at it ) Also, he is working on getting some art done and is currently focusing on the cover for Life and Death. Since I modeled Virtue after myself you may see me showing up in full Stalker gear soon.

As always, I'll keep you all updated as things progress. Thank you all for your continued support, it is invaluable.
  10:11:59  22 November 2010
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This story is awesome .

Nice cliffhanger at the end of the last chapter.....

Can't wait for the next
  16:10:30  23 November 2010
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I am getting some editing done on earlier chapters as well as getting some translations done by my buddy Crashtest. (American English to British English because I suck that bad at it ) Also, he is working on getting some art done and is currently focusing on the cover for Life and Death. Since I modeled Virtue after myself you may see me showing up in full Stalker gear soon.
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yeah, if you guys wanto to keep tabs on the progression of things that way, heres the link:

http://stalker-crossfire.blogspot.com/p/zone-development.html

it would be good to get some comments and feedback as more things go up. there isnt a great deal there right now, but there will be more soon!
  00:08:29  29 November 2010
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Chapter 11: Suicide Mission

Hello, hello! I've been hard at work lately transferring all of my Stalker work (and everything else I've done) to my new blog. I set it up as a central place for all of the creative outlets I use to come together. The direct link to the site can be found in my signature. Feel free to leave your comments (no log in required) on anything you want and if you like it, share it with your friends!

After the cliffhanger, Gremlin and co. finally meet with Sakharov in Yantar to discuss their plan of action to gather the remaining pieces of the puzzle in hopes of solving the sudden aggression in mutants throughout the Zone and the goal behind the Military's experiments. Nimbus' fate also hangs in the balance after he dove into a swarm of mutated cats to save Alek - a Merc who became trapped in Dead City.

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Virtue hugged his raincoat tightly around his body, thinking it would somehow conceal him more as he leaned out from around the irradiated car; one of countless more in the vehicle scrapyard he had decided to explore while patrolling the neutral outpost in the Garbage. The Bandits outnumbered him and blocked the easiest way out. If he moved he would be seen. There were two choices: try to stay hidden, or kill them all.

One of the Bandits looked strikingly familiar. As he turned Virtue could make out a shotgun in his hands and three large scars on his face. As he focused on him, the other Bandits disappeared deeper into the scrapyard but he continued to look in his direction.

Does he see me?

Virtue wondered as he ducked back behind the car. As he peered cautiously back around the car the Bandit was suddenly right in front of him. Virtue nearly jumped out of his skin as he fell onto his back, pulling a pistol from one of the front pockets on his raincoat.

“Loner!” he yelled and raised the barrel of his shotgun to level with Virtue’s head.

Virtue yelped and fired a shot at him, hitting him right between the eyes. The Bandit’s eyes rolled back in his head and he fell to his knees, collapsing onto his side. His dead eyes stared back at Virtue in anger. Despite his efforts, Virtue could not bring himself to look away. He knew this man. His eyes continued to stare back at him accusingly. He reached his hand out cautiously to close them, trembling as his fingers neared the sockets.

“It’s all your fault.” the corpse said, miraculously. Virtue jumped away as it stood to its feet, blood forking down his face. He closed his eyes as the shotgun leveled with him.

BOOM!
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http://psynexus.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-11-suicide-mission.html
  02:03:23  29 November 2010
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Damn...
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This fits yet again.



Keep in mind that while I may not seem to have much to say, it's more like there's nothing I need to say that I haven't already said to you, Psynexus.

Keep it up, man.
  02:44:17  29 November 2010
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Damn...


This fits yet again.



Keep in mind that while I may not seem to have much to say, it's more like there's nothing I need to say that I haven't already said to you, Psynexus.

Keep it up, man.
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I remember, and the thought counts. Thanks
  17:33:49  29 November 2010
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Excellent chapter once again
  21:09:18  29 November 2010
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Damn those Pseudokittens and their adorable claws

Great chapter by the way cannot wait for the next suicidal adventure
  02:06:44  30 November 2010
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Character section is up


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Excellent chapter once again
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Thank you, sir.


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Damn those Pseudokittens and their adorable claws

Great chapter by the way cannot wait for the next suicidal adventure
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Aren't they so huggably-wuggably- OH GOD GET IT OFF!!!

Next suicidal adventure is on its way... with many more grotesque mutants you won't expect, more anomalies, radiation, and other surprises. *TV announcer voice* YOU WON'T WANNA MISS IT! *random explosion*

TO ALL: I have posted the character section for all the characters on my blog. You can access it from the Stalker page in my signature (bottom of the page under Misc.) or the direct link here: http://psynexus.blogspot.com/2010/11/zone-characters.html. I will continually update this post as the characters evolve (and new ones are added).

I plan to do mutants next, which will include all the mutants seen in-game, the cut mutants, mutants that didn't make the cut, and a couple I came up with. If it was even mentioned in my story, you'll find it there. As always, let me know what you think in a comment either here or on the new blog.

I hope you approve of the cast I selected for the characters.
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*TV announcer voice* YOU WON'T WANNA MISS IT! *random explosion*
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Did you hire Micheal Bay to direct the new adventure?

Edit:

Just read the character bios thingy, I lol'd after each character, specially Zombie. I mean I know Zombie is a stoic but Silvester Stallone? Also I didn't picture Solitaire being Peter Stormare (didn't that guy play Satan in Constantine?

Reaper being played by Sean Bean, classic (I remember Sean Bean played a loudmouth merc in Ronin so good choice)

Phantom being played by Timothy Olyphant, I dunno, the only movie I have seen the guy in was Hitman and he had less emotion than a bar of soap so...

I am kind of satisfied by Nimbus, not much to complain really I imagined him similar (at least physically) and Adrien Brody I saw handle the badass roles in Predators so I am fine with him playing Nikita and Jester is... perfect

As for Gremlin, Enigma and Jargon, they are pretty much perfectly how I imagined them, I would pay to see Jason Statham play Gremlin (I wonder how well he can pull the eastern european accent)

All in all, make this a movie and hire this crew, we can fund this with Youtubes Theoretical Dollars
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Woot! I'm glad someone had something to say about my choices. Discussion will now ensue.

The choice of Sylvester Stallone for Zombie was definitely for the build and the look. I'll update the character if I can think of an actor that looks like him but with a more stoic personality. On the other hand, Zombie is basically Rambo minus all the cheesy lines so it just made sense in my head.

Peter Stormare as Solitaire was a tribute to the guy's awesome Russian accent in movies like Armageddon. I've always liked the look and of the guy and how he can go from from happy, eccentric and likable to ice-cold, insane and feared.

Reaper is the character I struggled with most. Sean Bean has always been one of my favorite British actors of all time since GoldenEye 007 and Equilibrium. I couldn't picture him in the role at first since I generally saw him as a more serious character, but after he played the bad guy for the second half of GoldenEye I just put an intoxicated, loud, vulgar twist on it and it fit perfectly.

Phantom: I had a few choices for him since I modeled him after one of my RL friends, but I ultimately went with Timothy Olyphant for his role in Die Hard. Hitman is a terrible movie for emotional value, you wanna see the guy shine watch him play the cocky hacker in Live Free or Die Hard.

Nimbus: If you've never seen or heard of the TV show "Prison Break" watch a trailer or something and you'll see why he hits perfectly.

Adrian Brody had the look right off the bat and after seeing him in Predators I totally saw it, just like you.

Jester: Jeffrey Dean Morgan's role in "The Watchmen" was spot-on for what I would see in Jester.

Gremlin: I couldn't not have a bad ass like Jason Statham for him. He'd be the perfect leader for the team alongside all the other awesome characters.

Enigma: Amy Lee = incredibly sexy, dark, and tough enough not to snap like a twig in a radioactive wasteland.

Jargon: What person would be more worthy than Aleksandr Kaidanovsky - the star of the movie "Stalker"? Nobody, that's who.

No thoughts on Virtue eh? Since he is modeled after me I decided on Cillian Murphy for look and personality. Plus he does kind have this other-worldly look to him that could easily suggest he is the patented vat-grown specimen C-Consciousness made him to be.

Edit (Epiphany): Speaking of the movie "Ronin", Jean Reno could make an excellent alternative for Zombie...
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Chapter 12: The X-Pedition

The next chapter is up! Virtue and co., with the combined efforts of Duty and Freedom, leave the safety of the mobile lab in Yantar on a mission that they don't fully expect to recover from. But it must be done. Meanwhile, a disturbing discovery is made in Pripyat as another mission is launched with less wholesome intentions...

Check my blog for updates on all things Zone related like character bios, encyclopedia and Zone-related art. Remember to comment and subscribe! http://psynexus.blogspot.com/

Preview (full link below):
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“Ah, here he is. Let’s get settled in.” Voronin said to all gathered. They found their seats as Lukash entered and took his place opposite from Voronin next to Cap and Skinflint.

“Good morning.” He said to them both as he took his seat.

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this.” Cap said, looking not at all pleased.

He leaned in and whispered back “I know, Cap. But we don’t have a whole lot of options right now. This is for the good of Freedom.”

Cap sighed. Lukash could only hope he too would believe that statement in time. The results of this mission would tell.

“Barin – do you copy?” Voronin spoke into his radio. A voice came on after a few moments.

“Barin here, I copy.”

“Is your squad ready to move out?”

“Ready, sir.” Barin replied.

Voronin smiled, looking across the table at Lukash as he cued his own radio.

“Come in Max.”

“Max here.”

“Prepare to move out on my command.”

“Yes, Boss.”

Voronin nodded, leaving his chair to stand next to a map of the Zone.

“Our sources have confirmed the location of two underground labs: Agroprom Underground, located beneath the Agroprom Research Institute and Lab X-18, located in the Dark Valley. X18 appeared on the manifest for Lab X-16, which our friends in Freedom graciously recovered for our use whereas the entrance to Agroprom Underground has been known to us for some time.”

He pointed out the location of both facilities on the map for all to see.

“We will enter Agroprom Underground through the Garbage while Freedom proceeds through the Dark Valley into X18. They should know the area well, considering it was their old stomping grounds.”

Lukash wasn’t sure what to make of that comment. Back in the Faction Wars, they controlled much of that area before they had moved north towards their ultimate goal: The Military Warehouses. They had sacrificed everything to secure the base and make it their home in the Zone, but the price had come at a large cost. Once they had taken the base from the Military, Duty swept in to help their allies, flanking Freedom as they sent in reinforcements and all but eradicating them. Lukash was sure the General meant no disrespect, but that didn’t stop the two Freedomers beside him from muttering under their breaths.

“Once our teams have gathered all the intel they can, we will coordinate with Sakharov in Yantar and see what he can make of it all. Any questions?”

The room was silent – that was until a voice spoke up from the door which had opened sometime during the briefing.

“Yeah, I got one. How long is it gonna take before Freedom stabs us in the back?”

Lukash looked over his shoulder to see the Stalker with the skull on his suit standing there.

“Skull, you’re out of line.” Voronin warned him.

“What’s wrong with you all? Did you forget what happened back in the Faction wars? They’re all a bunch of Anarchist scum. They go against everything we are.”

“Skull-“

“They took me as their prisoner and beat me. They’re a bunch of spineless cowards! If, by some miracle, they do complete their half of the mission they won’t share anything with us. They all deserved to be drug out of here by their feet and killed one by-“

“SKULL! THAT IS ENOUGH!” Voronin slammed his fist down on the table, enraged. “Get him out of here!”

The door guards reacted immediately, grabbing his arms and escorting him from the room.

“Get off of me!” he threw their arms off of him with incredible strength, thanks to the exosuit marking him as an esteemed member of Duty. The door guards stood down, looking to Voronin for guidance. “I know the way.”

He looked at Voronin who glared back at him. His gaze shifted down to Lukash and the two Freedomers beside him. The cold, tinted eyes of his suit’s faceplate met theirs apathetically – but they could sense his disgust as he shook his head and marched out of the room. The sound of his boots stomping on the concrete echoed down the hall until the door closed once again. Voronin took a few more seconds to compose himself as he leaned over the table.

“I’m sorry… Skull has a lot of bad blood with Freedom. He’s young and stubborn; please pay no mind to his words.”

“That’s OK.” Lukash said, lying through his teeth. Such was the world of politics.

“Well… all that’s left to do now is to give the final order.” The General held his radio at the ready, inviting Lukash to have the honors.

Lukash held his radio to his mouth. Voronin looked on, expectantly.

So this was it. For the first time in their long and violent history, Freedom and Duty would finally join forces and work together. He wasn’t sure how long this alliance would last as the two factions were simply too different as they stood to coexist. But looking across the table at the opposing faction’s leader he saw himself: just another man, uniting Stalkers under a single flag to further their goals in the Zone. If their mission failed, there might not be a Zone left to fight over. This was for the good of them all.

“Max?”

“Here.”

“Move out.”

“Understood.”

Voronin cued his radio next.

“Barin – copy?”

“Copy.”

“Proceed.”

“Yes sir.”

The General stood, looking over the faces of his colleagues for assurance that they were doing the right thing. The looks of concern on them all were all too evident. On the opposite end of the table were the Freedomers, all wearing their poker faces. But he knew they were thinking the same thing the turned faces of those sitting in front of them.

This had to work.

“Dismissed.”

The Dutyers and Freedomers stood and filed out of the door in a line.

He wasn’t sure where the two factions were headed or what the outcome of this mission would be but he knew one thing; as long as the Zone existed Duty would be there… or die fighting for it.
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Link: http://psynexus.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-12-x-pedition.html
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JEAN RENO!

I was thining who can play the quiet badass without being known for being a rowdy or a one liner dropper and I forgot Jean Reno, damn now I feel foolish, that guy is badass.


alternatively you can always go for Mr Ivan Drago

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygQvB6OjHOU

or for a more modern vid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UN3Eche6AC4

readin the next part
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I feel just as foolish, rest assured.

I'm pretty set on Jean Reno now thanks to you pointing him out but Ivan would be a another great person to appear in the Zone. There's several Stalkers I could cast him as. Based off how much of a thug he is in those clips though my first thought is the Stalker Stalin from Life and Death.
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Very good, Psynexus. You certainly haven't lost your flair.


I particularly admire the use of one of my favorite words... which is "clusterf*ck".
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Holy crap I designed a gun called the Clusterfuck, it was made because there is so much crap on it it might as well just blow your fingers off when you pull the trigger, lemme find it

http://imgshared.com/dm-1612915897173.png


Anyways read the part and oh the bad puns!

Pretty good I like the part with the stalkers where they are in the zone
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Pretty good I like the part with the stalkers where they are in the zone
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Thank you. I put a lot of effort into really making the character in the scene with the plot device really shine through the black and white.

Lol, that gun is ridiculous. It looks pretty badass but I shudder at what kind of upkeep it would take - especially in the Zone. For some reason it reminds me of a Stalker wandering the Zone with an RPG... and nothing else. Like how ridiculous is that?

"Blind dog!"
"I got it!"
BOOM!
"Jesus dude... overkill much?"
"Go big or go home bro."

^_^

EDIT: *cough* material for your comic *cough* Can I just be a co-writer already? Jesus. I mean you and I are comic geniuses and afterall.
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Yeah we got a real talent of the back and forth creative process like pseudoraptors and such

Sure I will put you in for Co-Writer I suppose when I get started on Season 3, as long as you put my name in your story somewhere (I will let you think of the context)

Anyways, how about adding Manbearpig into your stories? Half Man, Half Bear and Half Pig
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It's a done deal.

Manbearpig eh? Man you're making this hard for me... the closest variant of that would probably be another version a Bloodsucker/Controller I've been working on. If I can fit it in you should get the reference, but I doubt I'll call it the Manbearpig. Even I have standards in writing. ^_^
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Hey its called creative thinking... well no it isn't since Manbearpig was creatively thought out by someone else...

Its called Creative Plagiarism

Well then its settled, you shall be written as official unofficial official co-writer
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Still alive, man?


Any updates?


Got a new chapter for us?


etc...
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Lets hope he didn't have a run in with an anomaly!


Chances are he is doing what all story writers do (myself included), random spontaneous breaks with no exact return date!

Just remember kids, if you rush your work, your work turns out crap!
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Just trying to let him know that people are still wanting more.
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Fair enough, though subtle/passive doesn't always work

Oi Psy! Get your arse back to the pen!

or keyboard or whatever...
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dont worry guys - hes still kicking, so dont get yer seva's in a twist!
i know hes been working a little on another project, but youd be best to check his blog (http://psynexus.blogspot.com) for any other details / updates!
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Thats great news, I was just assuming he was trying to figure out a way to put Manbearpig into his story without losing the seriousness of it.

Ah I really do challenge him!
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*wakes up violently* Huhwhat?

Day 83: The struggle to incorporate Manbearpig into the story continues. It's been days since I've written a single word, as the fear of rushed work seeps in from the corners of my mind. Why did I ever agree to such a ridiculous idea?

Oh no... they're coming for me... must get ou.,hfskudghghskgjhsjg.

But seriously... yeah, what Cyrus said. Also what Maiman said about spontaneous writing breaks. Also Minecraft. Hopefully I will return soon but I just can't set any specific date right now. Sorry. Thanks for letting me know you're still interested though.
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Also Minecraft.
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Say no more!

I dunno I have been sitting around lately doing nothing, did some work on some of my comics, made the site nice, people are sayings its like facebook but less imposing and more awesome, well less imposing to them, everytime someone signs up for my site the site spams me with WE HAVE FRIENDS messages, also working on some video game projects, I made a game so awesome it has a feature where you can play a game within a game and its 11mbs in size!

Can't wait for the latest of your work, if Manbearpig is causing you trouble you really don't have to implement it but honestly I am sure you can find a way to fit it in without losing your stories serious tone.
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Also Minecraft.


Say no more!

I dunno I have been sitting around lately doing nothing, did some work on some of my comics, made the site nice, people are sayings its like facebook but less imposing and more awesome, well less imposing to them, everytime someone signs up for my site the site spams me with WE HAVE FRIENDS messages, also working on some video game projects, I made a game so awesome it has a feature where you can play a game within a game and its 11mbs in size!

Can't wait for the latest of your work, if Manbearpig is causing you trouble you really don't have to implement it but honestly I am sure you can find a way to fit it in without losing your stories serious tone.
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How about a spider-pig....

spider-pig, spider-pig...... wait that was from the Simpsons Movie

But seriously, the story has been amazing so far.
Keeping an eye on this thread to see when the next chapter is released
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How about a spider-pig....

spider-pig, spider-pig...... wait that was from the Simpsons Movie

But seriously, the story has been amazing so far.
Keeping an eye on this thread to see when the next chapter is released
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Spiders... pigs... we need something... zombie pig knights! wait thats minecraft....


Flying sharks!
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How about a spider-pig....

spider-pig, spider-pig...... wait that was from the Simpsons Movie

But seriously, the story has been amazing so far.
Keeping an eye on this thread to see when the next chapter is released

Spiders... pigs... we need something... zombie pig knights! wait thats minecraft....


Flying sharks!
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Ha! Zombie pig knights. I just scare them away with the epic derp zombie skin I made. See? http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=569082183104&set=a.554473134754.2076421.52304352
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Ha! Zombie pig knights. I just scare them away with the epic derp zombie skin I made. See? http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=569082183104&set=a.554473134754.2076421.52304352
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I just cut a trench and try to get them to fall into it, works best when on a platform over a lake of lava!
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NEEEEWWWWS

Okay, so youve probably been wondering where Psynexus has been.

Well, aside from several other projects, he and I have been working on something new and exclusive for our blog readers, that may also interest you lot.

You can see several teasers on my site at http://cyruscrashtest.co.uk and see what the gimp known only as Psynexus has been up to on his at http://psynexus.blogspot.com

as to THE ZONE - I'm still hard at work putting together the first graphic edition - though its been a while since ive posted anything new over at http://stalker-crossfire.blogspot.com - partially due to ther work and partically because im in desperate need of some decent screenshots. help if ya can would be highly appreciated. adios.
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LITTLE UPDATE

ive got psynexus scribbling away in his snork cage at the minute - ensuring every possbile drop of awesomeness is squeezed into THE ZONE - you see...
WE'RE BRINGING OUT THE GRAPHIC EDITION OF THE FIRST BOOK VERY VERY SOON!!!
the first edition should be ready by the end of june / early july - with another part to follow every one or two months.

to get up to the minute progress updates, come find us here and subscribe to updates through the manner of your choice
http://crashnexus.tk

...we also have a new, specific thread on the boards here for it!

HOWEVER... we could still do with a little help grabbing high resolution screens etc for image reference - please get in touch if youd like to help.
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Any updates on this little buddy?
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Any updates on this little buddy?
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I'm currently working insane hours on my job but when I do get time to write I'm mainly working on collaborative work. Currently I'm working with Crashtest on the first audio drama set in the Zone. Here's the link to our collaborative work. As for actual work on this; I run almost 100% on fan support so if I get any more pleas for this I may pick it up again - though I do plan on finishing the entire series SOMEDAY nonetheless.

http://www.facebook.com/Crashnexus
 
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