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  22:57:12  27 March 2010
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Zugbarrh
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On forum: 11/01/2009
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I like it, very good, keep writing.
  23:10:41  27 March 2010
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EnragedOtter
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On forum: 12/12/2009
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I like it, very good, keep writing.
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working on it. it still needs work :\
  17:49:54  2 April 2010
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EnragedOtter
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Again Im inspired by Snorkbait's and Siro's story and inspired by what Ive seen playing L.U.R.K.. FEEDBACK IS WELCOME.

I should have time to write a few more chapters in the coming days.

The Rest is chapter 2, I rewrote some of it.

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Chapter 2


"Shark Nose" had clambered through the window and had found himself in a room with a ladder leading into the roof. He was cautiously approaching the ladder when he heard the gunfire causing him to pause, quietly he took out his PDA and checked it, three red dots, two green and another neutral.

"Otter, otter, come in." he whispered into his PDA

Silence.

"Otter, otter, come in." he uttered into his PDA's microphone again.

More silence then he heard "Otter" reply "Shhh Im moving in".

"Shark Nose" mentally counted to 10 and started the climb up the ladder, when at the second to last rung he saw a gas-masked face and the muzzle of a Fort-12 model pistol thrust in his face.

"Move it Stalker" said the gasmask loudly. "Get the fuck up here and lay your weapons on the floor."

Cursing him self "Shark Nose" did so checking the room as he did, three dead bandits near the chimney, and leaning up against the chimney about five AK family rifles. Some boxes near a set of stairs and off in one corner an old corpse of a bloodsucker was rotting. Along the end wall was one bound Dutier and a loner that looked like he'd seen better days still a rookie. Two other Bandits were crouching at the hole in the side of the house armed with a Zastava M76 and a Mosin–Nagant.

"Hands where I can fucking see them mate and on your knees" said the the unidentified gas-masked stalker.

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"Otter" had heard all this and was shaking his head, this was not happening. When would "Shark Nose" ever learn, carefully he ascended the stairs and hid behind the boxes and leaned round the corner and darted back and breathed slowly. Lying on his stomach he carefully dragged him self into the room and hoping he hadn't been spotted either by PDA he laid his gun on the floor. Pulled out his Kabar and pulled up into a crouched position and moved silently toward "Shark Nose"s' captor.

To Be continued...
  00:57:50  5 April 2010
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EnragedOtter
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04/05/2010 22:42:31
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Here is more for you. The Delays between each part are due to an essay I have to write.

A little hint as to where the story is heading. Its eventually heading ...somewhere.


Chapter 2 (cont)


Moving as quietly and as low as he could, he manuvered into the shadow, cast by the firelight, of his friend's captor. The two snipers were still oblivious of anything but what they were looking at through their scopes.

Reaching his target he straightened up and grabbed the gas-masked stalker by the throat kicked the the sensitive part of the knees forcing him to kneel and with one movement forced a shot to the back of one of snipers head and promptly disarmed him after. Kicking the gun toward "Shark Nose" he held the knife to the throat of the gas-mask.

The other sniper had spun round and fired but "Shark Nose" had dropped to the floor just before and squeezed off 2 bullets that hit the sniper one in the shoulder, throwing the sniper's aim off and thus causing him to miss and fling the gun out of the hole in the wall and one that hit him in the knee cap.

"Otter" dragged his hostage back a but and using his knee slaming him to the floor and took his pistol out, aiming at the sniper he searched for a clue as to who these guys were.

On principle "Otter" never relied on looking at his contacts list in the PDA, too easy to hack and change your name, faction and standing. Very few people in the zone knew how to do it but if you had the money and you knew who then it was a worthwhile option most of the time. Besides no one really has enough time in the zone to scroll through a long list. Survival. It mattered more.

He located the PDA, flicked through it, found a name but also found something that made his eyes widen. A clue, another part of the puzzle. Another clue that the Zone's Offspring, were "awakening" and that what "they" believed in was growing.

"Otter" would not be contented with giving Duty this information. He would have to take it elsewhere. Besides Voronin was probably fuming by now and had probably already sent a squad of Duty-ers looking for him.

They needed to keep moving but where to? Freedom?

To be continued...
  23:08:12  5 April 2010
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EnragedOtter
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Chapter 3, part 1

This is Chapter three,

Chapter 3, part 1

"Otter" snapped out of his day-dream and fired a shot at the sniper hitting him full on in the head. Stuffing the PDA of the gas-masked ino an inside pocket, taking care to turn it off and remove the memory chip he picked up the man and forced him to sit in a chair.

"Shark, come here, tie this man down and remove his gasmask, I want to know exactly who he is" said "Otter" going to free the other two stalkers, they both were trembling.

"What are your names" asked "Otter".

The Duty-er spoke first, sounding as though he hads been too close to the brain scorcher. "My name is...My name is..." clearly unable to get a sentence out "Otter" offered him a vodka from a crate. The Duty-er took a swig and another, coughed loudly and spoke again.

"Cricket"

"And you, rookie what is yours?" said "Otter"

"Ale-"

"No real names, have you never been given a S.T.A.L.K.E.R. name?" interupted "Shark Nose"

The rookie shook his head. Damn, thought "Otter" what the hell is a nameless rookie doing this far away from cordon. But "Otter" had ugent business. He beckoned to "Shark Nose" and whispered.

"You stay here with these two, our friend here" he gestured to the tied up man "needd's a talking to, look after them."

He walked towards the tied up stalker, who said.

"Hello Dmitri, long time no see" and grinned.


To be continued...
  22:47:10  27 April 2010
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Runo
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On forum: 04/20/2010
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I like this story. I' m making my own story by the way, about the beginning of the bar. I like to follow in on Otto' s adventures, but i know he will die. In the game he died. At least that' s what i heard, but still great story.
  21:38:20  28 April 2010
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EnragedOtter
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On forum: 12/12/2009
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I like this story. I' m making my own story by the way, about the beginning of the bar. I like to follow in on Otto' s adventures, but i know he will die. In the game he died. At least that' s what i heard, but still great story.
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Im still working on it.. (slow cos of realllife commitments)

this otter is a slightly different otter from the one you know. all will be revealed.

*its sekrit*
  01:52:04  19 December 2010
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EnragedOtter
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On forum: 12/12/2009
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I have returned, this story has been far too long neglected and to my shame almost forgoten about. I am having to re-write the continuation of it due to a hard disk failiure and having a new hard disk. Also Ive had university work and Ive had no time for stalker in general.

Anyway Im back and this will be finished at some point in 2011.
 
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