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  08:43:19  11 October 2008
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Maiman
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Lakota

This is the teaser for my next story and sequel to Red Storm and Fallen in the Rain, it is recommended you read those ones or you will be lost, spoilers will be minimal in this teaser but I'm not entirely sure about the rest of the series.

---One year ago---
John sat on his front porch, he had been worried, so were many people he knew. The place called the zone, its the area around the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, has been expanding quite rapidly, the news said it reached Moscow, the nearby town of Gretna, Manitoba had been dreading the day when the zone reaches out, the local doom preacher had been spreading these tales, the police even had to arrest him at one point. John looked around, it was getting late, winter was coming and his dog wasn't in sight.
He sighed and got up slowly.
"where is that damn dog" he said to himself, his dog Scout was his only friend out here, he was quite far from town, his dog was a softy, it doesn't hunt and, though it hasn't been tested, he doubts it will defend him if the need arises.
Gretna was quite close to the American border, which meant tourists would drive by occasionally. John thought about his life, he was in the army reserves, though that didn't go as planned, he worked for the local police force, that didn't work out either, so now he passes the time hunting and relaxing on his porch.
"well, better call him home" he said as he stepped off the porch...
BANG
He was taken off guard and fell down, he looked around to see what happened, the sky was turning red and the ground was shaking.
"SHIT" he said, unsure of what was happening "SCOUT!"
He saw Scout running out of the forest, though he was small for a Rottweiler, he grew as big as he would ever be.
John looked around... Cellar he thought, he ran to the cellar doors, Scout at his feet, he climbed down and sealed the door behind him, he ran down and pulled up the trapdoor to the crawl space and they both climbed down.
There was another loud bang and everything went black...

---Present---
He laid back, his new home was in town, it was recently renovated by the stalkers who live here, they renovated pretty much every building to make it a little more habitable, the people were nice here, the food was great, the barman could tell a good joke, he liked it here. He looked at his feet, a Rottweiler named Scout was lying down asleep. He got up and poured some food into Scouts dish and went outside to a nearby campfire, he sat down and listened to their stories for about an hour before they turned to him.
"So whats your story?" one of the stalkers asked
"my story? its a long story, I doubt you would believe me" he replied
"come on don't be that way" said another stalker "the interesting ones begin with that"
"well I guess, it all began back home in Canada" he said "My name is Lakota, and this is my story"



Heh, like I said, that was just the teaser. The story is still in the works and will be a lengthy one.
I hope you will be looking forward to this one, the first part may be done soon.
  10:07:07  12 October 2008
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Maiman
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damn, just realised the poll got messed up, If anyone cannot see what it says it is from the top down:
Love it!
Awesome!
Great!
Pretty Good!
Meh!
Not as good as the others!
Pretty Crap!
Sucks!
Worst story ever!
My grandparents tell better stories!

yeah, and if you have anything you would like to contribute to the story
Characters, Factions, Mutants, Artifacts, Anomalies, Etc just leave a short description in a comment or contact me via email
Nojojojo@hotmail.com
and please, tell me how you think of it, I am getting to work on the story soon, expect the first part to be ready any day now.
  17:03:38  13 October 2008
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QuaNTuMbenxh
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---QUOTATION---
damn, just realised the poll got messed up, If anyone cannot see what it says it is from the top down:
Love it!
Awesome!
Great!
Pretty Good!
Meh!
Not as good as the others!
Pretty Crap!
Sucks!
Worst story ever!
My grandparents tell better stories!

yeah, and if you have anything you would like to contribute to the story
Characters, Factions, Mutants, Artifacts, Anomalies, Etc just leave a short description in a comment or contact me via email
Nojojojo@hotmail.com
and please, tell me how you think of it, I am getting to work on the story soon, expect the first part to be ready any day now.
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GO GO GO make another story your good at makin' em and especially the red storm i love it
  03:40:10  14 October 2008
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Maiman
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---QUOTATION---
GO GO GO make another story your good at makin' em and especially the red storm i love it
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Im working on it, but its probably going to be up sometime this week, so just keep an eye on it, oh and thanks for the positive feedback!
  09:08:42  14 October 2008
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Fixed the poll.
  09:13:09  14 October 2008
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Maiman
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---QUOTATION---
Fixed the poll.
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THANK YOU OH GREAT SAVIOUR OF POLLS, Seriously I even asked Superman to help on that one, he didn't even take my call!
  09:15:25  14 October 2008
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THANK YOU OH GREAT SAVIOUR OF POLLS, Seriously I even asked Superman to help on that one, he didn't even take my call!
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Superman's a pussy.

Remember, when in distress, call Stierlitzman. Stierlitzman's the man! Or... kinda like that.
  12:35:22  14 October 2008
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---QUOTATION---
THANK YOU OH GREAT SAVIOUR OF POLLS, Seriously I even asked Superman to help on that one, he didn't even take my call!

Superman's a pussy.

Remember, when in distress, call Stierlitzman. Stierlitzman's the man! Or... kinda like that.
---END QUOTATION---



Will do Stierlitzman!
  18:13:16  15 October 2008
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Maiman
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Lakota Part 1 - Aftermath

(Sorry for being so quiet recently, I've got the next to parts for your viewing enjoyment, so ENJOY)

---One year ago---
He didn't know what was happening at the time, he was in the crawl space under his cellar listening to the crashing outside and feeling the constant vibrations, occasionally he saw light, either red or white but he stayed hidden with his dog, who was now crying. He was scared, scared shitless would be the term, he had never seen or felt anything like this in his life, it was the most life threatening situation he had ever been in, or at least at the time. He looked to his dog and gave him a reassuring pat before attempting to get some sleep through this, if only he grabbed something warm...

He woke up the next morning, he looked around, he saw that instead of his nice and comfy bed he was staring at a cold ceiling too close to his head, he saw his dog curled up beside him, he looked for the crawl space trap door and pushed it open, he lifted his head out. The room was more or less the same, a few light objects had fallen over in the... whatever it was, he climbed out, his dog jumping up behind him. He looked for a weapon and found his Silver Pigeon hanged up on the wall. He grabbed it and a case of ammo and climbed outside, the place was the same as before but felt... different, he loaded his shotgun and looked around, it was getting cold, damn winter, he went to his front door to get something warm.

He entered his house and grabbed his woodland camo coat and his boonie hat and looked in his fridge, he grabbed some none perishables and looked for his backpack. He found it on the couch and quickly loaded it, he grabbed a flashlight and several other supplies he expected he would need, he didn't understand why he was grabbing all this, he expected something to be wrong. He ran back downstairs to grab more ammo, he took some tools with him and his survival kits, two long tubes he filled with supplies. He didn't have room in his bag for them and he knew he would need them, he looked at himself wondering how he would bring them and the noticed his dog harness, he looked at Scout, if he wasn't going to help in a fight he might as well carry some of the gear. He put the harness on Scout and attached the survival kits, they weren't heavy and Rottweilers were muscular dogs, he put a thick cloth between anyways, and the two of them set out of the basement.

They walked along the main road towards the city, he saw flashes in the city... gunfire, he turned around, this isn't good he needed a plan, he needed to find somewhere safe, his house was along the main road it would be easy to find. He was going to have to leave the area, maybe even the province, maybe even the country, he had to find out what was going on...
  18:13:54  15 October 2008
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Lakota Part 2 - PK n B
(sorry about the triple post Stierlitzman but its STORY TIME! yeah I will wait for someone else to post before I continue the story because everyone knows that when you post 4 times in a row a kitten dies)

---One year ago---
They walked for hours, they walked along the road, they walked along the forested road until he heard a gunshot and a bullet whizzed past his head, he pulled up his rifle and saw a bunch of men in trench coats coming out of the trees.
“HAND OVER YOUR MONEY AND GET DOWN ON THE GROUND” said one of the thugs
“um...” he said, he didn't bring any money, he never thought of it “I don't have any”
“what did you say?” said the thug
“I never even thought about bringing money” he said “I thought the world was ending and I never assumed that money was required at this time of my life”
“well isn't this great” he said “first man we jump doesn't have any money on him”
“hey boss you hear something” said a thug
“a truck” the boss said “everyone get down”
John looked around, he watched them creep back into the bushes.
The truck was big and had military colors, perfect now he can get some answers.
The truck pulled over and some soldiers stepped out.
“FORM A PERIMETER” said a soldier, clearly in charge.
“hi” John said “may I ask what the fuck is going on here?”
“you don't know?” said the soldier
“well I know some serious shit has happened” he replied “but I have no clue as to what is happening”
“you know the zone in the Ukraine” said the soldier
“the one around the Chernobyl power plant” said John “what does that have to do with this?”
“everything” he replied “the zone expanded, the entire world is now the zone and we are trying to get people out of the danger zone”
“if the entire world is the danger zone where are we supposed to go” John asked
“we have a place south of here, well a little far south” said the soldier “we need to get as many people to the Cavalier Municipal Airport, the Global Guard shall be defending the place, tell them that the Peace Keepers sent you”
“Cava... thats over 30 kilometers from here, if this is so dangerous how am I supposed to ge...” John said before the bandits fired from their hiding places
“AMBUSH” said a soldier
“yeah... maybe I should have mentioned that” John said to himself as everyone ran for cover.
He looked at Scout who was cowering beside him.
“lets find a nice shady piece of cover” he said as he ran with Scout at his heels.
He ducked behind a log and lifted his Silver Pigeon and looked for the shooters.
The military were getting slaughtered, there were about three left by his counting.
“Stay here” he said to Scout as he ran through the forest, he saw a shooter and fired. The shot hit him square in the back, the blast sent him over his cover where several rounds hit him, his friend was behind the tree and fired at John, he quickly fired another round, the shot hit him on the shoulder and he fell over.
“ok lets regroup” said the soldier “leave the dead we cant bring them”
The soldier quickly took their dog tags and climbed back into the truck.
John walked back to Scout, he called him over and the returned to the ambush point.
He looked through the soldiers belongings, he grabbed some rations and took the vest and helmet from one of them, he heard a cough.

He walked over several bodies and found the thug he shot in the shoulder, he was bleeding out and looked in a lot of pain. John raised his rifle to his head.
“just get it over with” said the thug “it hurts like hell”
John stared at his eyes, he didn't look like the boss, the boss looked hard and cold, this guy was just a kid. He put his gun aside and opened a survival kit, he pulled out some bandages and began to wrap around the kids shoulder.
“I shot at you, why are you helping me?” he asked
“yes you did but hell I'm not just going to shoot the injured for that” he said
“your an odd man” he said
“Names John, whats yours” John asked
“Dime” he said
“Dime? Why are you called that?” John asked
“because thats the best I've ever stolen” he said half laughing half coughing
“yeah I knew I should help you” he said “if we were all named by what we stole I would call myself a dollar twenty five”
He lifted him to his feet and looked around.
“you go grab some gear from your fellows, Ill grab some from these” John said as he picked up a C7 rifle, he grabbed as many clips as he can fit in his bag and pulled it in a sling over his shoulders. He looked at his Silver Pigeon, he pulled out the sling for it and reattached it, he slung it over his other shoulder. He looked for a sidearm, he found a Beretta Cheetah, well this soldier had a nice gun, he grabbed a the mans .380 round and took the soldiers ammo belt and holster, he wrapped it around his waist and filled it with the .380 ammo. Great now he just had to make sure the wannabe thug didn't run off on him.

He found Dime looking at the boss's body and grab his BERSA thunder 380, it ran on the same .380 rounds as John's Cheetah, they looked at each other, Scout pulling on his pant legs.
“well its going to be a long trip, I have to get to the airport” said John “it looks like its going to be a long trip, care to join me?”
“you could have shot me at any time” said Dime “lead on”
“great” John said, a long trip to safety and a companion to talk to, things were looking up “lets get going, if only my car wasn't in the shop”
“hell lets just take the boss's” said Dime as he held up a key chain
Things were definitely looking up...
 
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