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  14:40:40  18 June 2010
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Thrashdude
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Niiice.

Just to ask,which one of us is the one with the PKM?

EDIT: Really thanks for the Cameo,but,I don't remember me requesting to be a Red.
  19:34:48  18 June 2010
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QuaNTuMbenxh
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I was supposed to dieeeeeeeeeee, and also he should shoot me, I asked for being red.
  19:45:56  18 June 2010
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Thrashdude
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So,it's gonna go this way;

Hardcore blows Quantum's partner up

I blow up Quantum,then move on
  21:09:29  18 June 2010
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Eager Amphibion
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Cremator is one with PKM, you will get shot Quantum, don't worry.
  21:39:40  18 June 2010
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Thrashdude
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Whoa!

Just,what will be my fate? I wanna learn it SO MUCH...
  22:31:12  18 June 2010
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Hahah, maybe you two will get shot by the gauss.
  01:11:28  19 June 2010
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Hahah, maybe you two will get shot by the gauss.
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DOUBLE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLL
  03:42:56  19 June 2010
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Thrashdude
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You just won this thread for ever.
  03:21:56  20 June 2010
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QuaNTuMbenxh
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You just won this thread for ever.
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+1

lol

I wanted him to shoot me ! duh damn u imaginative author. lol
  23:04:36  21 June 2010
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Eager Amphibion
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To the North

I grabbed my stuff and threw it over my shoulder, running down the staircase and peaking around the corner. I could see one was climbing over the washing machine and into the laundromat. Back upstairs I looked around fast, the place was empty except from a few locked doors and empty shelves.....No where to hide. I could hear them looking for me downstairs, and I knew it wouldn't be long until they came upstairs for me. At last I simply slumped down into a corner and pulled the matress in front of me.

"Check upstairs, I'll watch down here."

I began breathing quietly and peaked around the corner of the matress. The big Red mercenary with the PKM was now upstairs, shining his light around. He was pacing back and forth, checking the doors before he came back to where I hid, directly in front.

"You see anything?" The other Red merc asked, now standing at the top of the stairs.

"No....Nothi-Wait a minute." The PKM merc turned around and stared out the window, not a metre away from me.

I sighed in relief as he turned away, but just as I got my hopes up, he spun around and pulled the matress off of me, shining his bright light in my eyes and aiming the PKM at my chest.

"Get the fuck up now! Move!" He yelled, kicking me.

I stood up, my hands in the air, and got next to the wall. The other merc grabbed my bag and tossed it to the floor.

"Get down!" He yelled.

I got on my knees and finally he turned off his light. They both wore hoods and gas masks making them look all the more threatening. The one with the PKM kept on aiming at me, while the other walked towards me, kneeling down beside me.

"Are you the soldier that killed our boys?" He asked, his voice eerily droning behind the gas mask.

"No." I replied simply.

He nodded and motioned to the other merc. The merc nodded and slammed the butt of his PKM into my stomach, making me keel over and cough blood onto the dusty floor.

"Fuck you!" I yelled, coughing.

The merc went back to aiming at me while the other heaved me up against the wall, punching me in the jaw, "I'll ask again....Did you kill our comrades?"

I nodded, swiftly getting thrown to the floor. I looked around from my position on the floor, the merc who spoke had his back turned to me, the other had his PKM aimed to the ground.....I could strike. I sprung up and grabbed the merc from behind, choking him while the other stood, his PKM half rose.

"I'm leaving. Now!" I yelled, grabbing my pack with my free arm and going back to choking the merc. The other merc lowered the PKM, his eyes darting back and forth behind the gas mask visor in confusion. I got to the stairs and swiftly threw the other merc forward as the merc with the PKM opened fire, filling the merc I was holding full of hot lead. I jumped down the stairs and into the laundromat lobby, quickly pulling out the weapon, and firing as the large merc ran down the stairs. The pillar beside the staircase exploded, sending the merc flying into the wall, I fired another round at the merc as he was trying to stand, obliterating what used to be his head.
I exhaled in relief and packed the weapon into my pack, replacing it with the AK. Approaching the dead, headless merc I searched his body. He had one half full canteen, an MRE and a single grenade. I pocketed the items and went outside the laundromat and back into the now storming Pripyat. I knew someone or something would have heard the shots so I ran, I don't know where or in what direction.....I simply ran away.

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Finally I stopped running, leaning against a grafiti covered wall attempting to catch my breath. I looked around, surveying my surroundings, when I noticed the building across from the street from the alley I stood in had a flickering orange light in the third floor window. The building looked like an old office building or hotel of some sort, and was rather large. Slowly I moved to a bus stop and looked around...All was clear. I began making my way across the road when I noticed a pressure plate situated in a hole in the road. After examining it I saw a wire attached lead to a bush with some sort of metal tube within. I began moving slower across the road, finally in the walkway leading to the buildings main gate I saw several trip wires placed across the path, I stepped over them and finally found myself at the doors to the building. Through the dirty glass I could barely see someone had attached a trip wire to the door which was attached to a jar full of nails stuck on somekind of explosive device.

Very slowly I began pushing the door open, when it was about two feet wide I squeezed inside, tossing my bag inside and slowly pushed the door back. Inside the lobby of the building rubble was in about every corner, and every single object from the staircase to the keys hanging on the wall to my left was covered in dust. I stepped onto the creaking staircase and moved upwards, checking every corner. At last I found myself on the third floor, a tripwire cleverly placed on the top of the stairs. Stepping over and rounding the balcony I saw the room I saw from the road. The door was shut and a light was flickering from under the door and I could hear voices within. Slowly I approached the door and squeezed the handle, and the next thing....Everything turned white.
 
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