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Michael Denke, CTC's British Bulldog

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Tamaster92    14

The Story So Far

Michael Denke started his adult life as a truck driver, delivering cargo up and down the length of the UK. He did this for 3 years, slowly making his way up the ranks of the company he was employed at until one day he realised something important. Something that would change his life forever. He realised he wanted to do something bigger with his life, something important, he had been ferrying goods between business ran by corrupt businessmen and people only interested in their own wealth and gain. Fed up of his part in helping fund these bloated companies Michael decided to give his skills to various charities, learning to fly by air dropping supplies into countries effected by natural disasters, gaining more driving expertise by ferrying aid up and down the UK from manufacturers to ships and planes. It was on one of these missions that Michael found himself flying a small cargo plane into a country named Chernarus. Once landed he found himself locked down and unable to leave, quarantined in the North-Eastern most airfield.

Eventually the military force stationed in the area left to reinforce the main cities in the south and not long after so did the police force and the local citizens. The north of Chernarus was left empty, the closest town of Krasnostav a lawless ghost town. Michael and his co pilot quickly made a small trading business, selling food, drink and other supplies in return for some firearms and a vehicle. From there they traveled around the country as it slipped into decay and madness, the dead roaming the streets and those left alive either turning to banditry or simply avoiding other humans.

Michael managed to survive years on his wit and charm, trading every chance he can get and slowly amassing a small wealth of supplies and finally his own helicopter. Thinking that he might finally escape this damned land he flew west, back towards the UK where he hoped he could find sane humans and no infection, sadly this was not to be the case. Before he managed to even reach the border the old rusted engine failed and the helicopter crashed with Michael still in it. Surrounded by flames and blood Michael thought his life was finally over, every moment flashing through his mind before he closed his eyes for what could be the last time...

A Few Weeks Later

Michael woke with a start, his mind assaulted by memories of the crash as sweat dripped down his face. Once out of his tent Michael strode out of his newly built store and into the cool Chernarussian night. Taking deep breaths he feels his pulse settling and his fear receding, he sits down softly on the cold stone steps and sighs, head in his hands. Why did it get to him so much? Not a day had gone by since the crash where he didn't have some form of nightmare.

Hearing footsteps Michael stands and turns back to store entrance, his eyes catching the stare of a his friend and savior in the doorway. The mans voice is loud in the silent night. "Nightmares again?"

"Yeah, they never end man." Michael thinks for a moment. "Did I wake you?"

"Yeah but it's OK, I have work to do on the heli anyway." He turns and heads towards the stairs.

"Be careful Carl, it's dark tonight."

Carl turns and smiles "Don't worry 'bout me" and he leaves.

Michael smiles slightly and rubs his hands together, looking up at what used be the hotel in Chernogorsk but is now his store.

"Things will be alright."

MORE INFORMATION ABOUT MICHAEL'S STORE SOON

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tnkydoe    14

Yay 4 tamaster9 <3 1st comment life emerged

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Nice story, can't wait until CTC become more prominent around Chernarus!

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Tamaster92    14

Thanks everyone so far for the kind words.

Hopefully the character will evolve through IG RP, as well as his relationship with Carl, the man who saved him from the crash.

Once I have finished building the store things will get a lot more interesting :)

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Tamaster92    14

Nice work. Also Tamaster, Is this store going to be on S1 or Epoch?

Epoch only for the store since I can't build on RP1. But the character will be on both :)

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I can only imagine Wrighty coming in to try and make it into B&Q...

But anyway, I like the story a whole lot man! Keep it up!

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Thanks everyone so far for the kind words.

Hopefully the character will evolve through IG RP, as well as his relationship with Carl, the man who saved him from the crash.

Once I have finished building the store things will get a lot more interesting :)

Carl! That's me! \o/

Nice story as well, excited to see what adventures Michael will experience in the future.

And nearly had to save you from the rooftop as well.

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Tamaster92    14

Update #1

Michael sat in one the cracked leather chairs he had moved out of the hotel, his eyes taking in how the reconstruction of the store was coming along. Looking up at the roof of the porch he shudders, his eyes glimpsing blood stains. It was only two days ago that he had been sitting right here, in his helicopter, and for the first time in years a man had dared to try and steal from him. Michael remembers the moment vividly, one second he was shouting up to the man, trying to convince to leave and not do this, the next he was dead, laying in a pool of blood from the multiple shots from Carl.

That man had saved Michael's life more times than he could count and while he didn't enjoy thinning down the amount of humans even further he knew it was needed. Glancing at the exposed ladder and the growing fortifications around the entrance he sighs.

"We need to protect ourselves better. First thing we get after our lockbox is a way to stop idiots climbing up there."

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Tamaster92    14

Update #2

The whir of the helicopter's rotors made Michael shiver, they always did. Somewhere, deep in the back his mind, they would always remind him of his crash and how close he had come to death. Still, he trusted Carl's piloting skills as he did his loyalty and friendship. Opening his eyes Michael saw the trader post at Stary appear over the horizon, a couple of people walking around and the traders offering goods as usual. Hovering over the area Carl turned to him.

"You sure you want to land here? I have a bad feeling about those people..."

Michael glances down at them. "Yeah it's fine, this hub is run by CTC anyway only idiots would be hostile here.

Carl nods, still feeling uneasy but lowers the heli until with a slight bump they land. They both hop out and Michael locks the heli before turning to the man greeting them. He starts to say hello but is stopped by the mans raised weapon and aggressive voice, they are being robbed, right here in Stary trader camp. Michael nods to Carl and starts to drop his weapons, looking for support from the traders in the area but they are all to cowardly to intervene. Gritting his teeth he speaks to the men, warning them of who he works for, where they are and why they shouldn't do this. They just laugh.

One of the men asks Michael to drop the key for the heli and glancing at Carl he moves and hands the key over, little do the men know that both he and Carl carry a key for the vehicle as well as having various spares and security measures. The man quickly unlocks the vehicle and takes off flying away from the trading hub as Michael and Carl are bundled into a car along with the two remaining robbers. Looking directly into the man eyes Michael speaks.

"You are making a grave mistake my friend, this can only end badly for you."

CONTINUED TOMORROW

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Texas532    0

I love what comes next.

Micheal Daniels getting shot in the face? My fav part too! :troll:

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Tamaster92    14

Update #4

The vehicle pulled up to a small barn in the middle of nowhere, the heli hovering close by. Michael glanced at Carl, his lip bruised after he had talked back to the kidnappers, or James Brothers Gang as they called themselves. More like idiots really, they didn't seem to understand the concept of being hugely outmanned and outgunned, even after Michael had pulled out the big guns and mentioned CTC's armoured vehicles. The men opened a crude wooden door which locked the barn closed and ushered Michael and Carl inside.

They were quickly shoved into a small cell, created by securing some strong branches across a stairway to block of part of the barn. It was pretty ingenious actually and Michael questioned wether the men who took him could of done this themselves or if something else was happening here. After being frisked and forced to drop anything sharp or dangerous the kidnappers started to speak.

"So. What do we do with you now? Why should we let you live, what can you give us?"

Michael answered quickly and sternly, "I told you, if you let us go then you will be safe. People who take from the CTC do not last very long in this land. Besides, we keep the lights on, the food and drink coming. We keep the remains of this country alive."

The man snarls slightly, "You think that threatening us will get you free?"

Though he is trying to seem menacing Michael can see a glimmer of concern cross his eyes, he knows that they have taken someone important.

"How about your friend here? What can he give us?"

Carl also answers quickly, "Not much I'm afraid, I'm just a pilot."

"So you are useless then?"

"We'll I'm smarter than you so that's pretty helpful." Carl can't resist taunting these assholes.

Angered the men quickly bring out a crowbar and enter the cell, pull Carl to his feet.

"I think this one needs a lesson about who's in charge here brothers!"

With a sickening crunch the crowbar impacts Carl's shin, shattering the bone and skin alike. Michael winces but knows Carl can take it, still, it's his fault they are here. The men laugh and head up the stairs, leaving Michael and Carl alone for a moment.

Michael looks at Carl but Carl just shakes his head, winces but indicating he is ok. He pulls out a stick of morphine from his pocket and injects it into his leg. He sighs in comfort as the pain eases and flashing a shaky smile at Michael before the leader of the gang enters the cell again.

"Alright so it looks like we can use you for some sort of trade or ransom but this guy", he motions at Carl, "he seems pretty useless now. How about you follow me, if you can, and we will see if you can change my mind."

Carl stands, wincing and struggling but slowly makes his way up the stairs. Michael is left alone in silence. Sitting next to the fire Michael checks what the kidnappers had left in his bag and pockets, he is amazed at just how stupid they are when he finds various valuable items and even his GPS. Looking at it he realises quickly that he can check exactly where he is and transmit his location to the central CTC database. He looks and is surprised where they are, he presses a few buttons and prays that the upload worked but scribbles the numbers down on a scrap of paper anyway. He may make it out of this alive yet.

Sighing in the small victory his lightened mood is shattered when he hears a loud gunshot from just above him and the thud of a slumped body, laughter, then footsteps down the stairs. Gritting his teeth Michael mentally swears to make these bastards pay for Carl's life, no matter the cost.

PART 5 AND THE END OF THIS EVENT TOMORROW

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Tamaster92    14

Update #5

Michael looked up, his eyes full of rage as who seemed to be leader entered the cell. His mind was racing, could he take this man out? He only had a revolver in his hand, maybe if he took a swing he could grab the gun and...

"Your friend is dead Mr.Denke and unless you want to suffer the same fate I suggest you explain exactly how you can be useful to us." The man smirks, thinking he has the upper hand.

Michael clenches his fists, his mind overcome with rage as he prepares to attack the man, and probably end his own life. He takes a deep breath, but just before he lashes out a voice echoes through the barn.

"I'm not dead you bastard!"

It was Carl, still very much alive. Michael was overjoyed and looked the man straight in the eye, daring him to do anything else, he quickly spoke. "You can't even kill my bodyguard how do you expect to blackmail me? Overcome the might of the CTC? You are out of your depth boy, take this chance to get out of this and let us go."

The man looks somewhat annoyed and curtly exits the cell and heads upstairs. Michael listens closely to the voices above him.

"I shot him in the fucking head how did he not die?"

"I don't know but this is fucked up, we shouldn't be messing with these guys.."

"Shut up! Look how about we let them go if they sign a peace treaty with us?"

Michael smiles as he realises both he and Carl will likely make this out alive, and with the exact location and names of their kidnappers. Footsteps sound off down the stairs as well as the hiss and wince of a morphine being given to ease Carl's pain. Michael watches as Carl is manhandled down the stairs and into the cell, he nods Michael, blood flowing from a wound in his cheek.

The man in charge speaks, "Alright listen, we don't know how your guy lived or why but we can't be fucked with you anymore. You say you have forces? Armoured vehicles? Fine. How about in exchange for your lives you sign a peace treaty with us. You can both leave and take your helicopter with you but your buddies at the CTC will leave us the fuck alone."

Michael doesn't even hesitate and nods, happily agreeing knowing that his signature means nothing when presented by a group of bandits like this. He asks for a paper and pen to sign and is quickly handed a rough contract which he almost signed before realising he can use this to his advantage.

"Who exactly am I providing protection for here? I need names if I am to make sure you are safe." Michael asks, hoping that the men are dumb enough to answer, thankfully they were.

"We are the James Brothers Gang and I am John Henry James, the leader."

Michael smiles, now knowing the exact name of the man he will get... Taken care of. He quickly scribbles some junk on the paper and hands it back, watching the men smile as they think they are safe. Michael and Carl are given some food and escorted to their helicopter, the key in the ignition. As the engine spools up the man, John, speaks to them.

"Remember, you signed to say we are safe, do not go back on your word or we will find you." Michael nods, thinking of the irony, it would be these men who end up dead, not himself and Carl. The heli slowly lifts up and they are finally free, flying back to their store. Michael turns to Carl and looks at him worried.

"Are you OK Carl? I mean they say they shot you in the head..."

"Yeah I'm fine, mostly. The guy was a lousy shot and it simply went through my cheek."

Michael winces and nods.

"We'll get you patched up don't worry. Those guys will pay, they have no idea what is coming for them".

THE END (Thank you JBG)

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Tamaster92    14

Update #6

Michael groaned and rubbed his eyes, yawning loudly and wincing as his head throbs in pain. He looks around and opens his eyes wide as he realises he has no idea where he is. On either side of him are large forests and around him is a small field, he is lost in the middle of nowhere.

Sighing Michael thinks back to last night, his memory very vague and not too helpful. There was something about some military helicopter, some guys and a plane, and of course CTC's newest imports of food and drink. Michael groaned as he suddenly remembered chatting with one of the guys and Stary Sobor about it and being offered a cocktail of the Russian brand beer and one of his beloved Orange Sherbets. Michael couldn't possibly turn down a free drink, especially one made with Orange Sherbet.

It was a long night after that first drink, having visited the trade post with almost 20 gold, Michael now stood, lost, with just 4 left. It was enough to buy a car from his friend at Klen though, in fact he had heard about a nice black limo that was for sale...

//new food and drinks are at traders in preparation for loot tables soon enjoy them!

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Tamaster92    14

Update #7

Michael sighed as he pulled up to the store in his car. It had been a long week, their helicopter had been stolen, twice. The store had been broken into, twice. To top it all off the gang who he had signed a deal with double crossed him before he could double cross them. Thankfully today seemed to be going much better, he had already scavenged a bunch of western weapons as well as some useful building supplies and vehicle parts. He planned to build a more complex lock for the door as well as reinforce it to stop whoever keeps bashing it down.

Turning the key and locking the car Michael turned to find the door, broken and off the hinges again. All the tents ripped apart and even the gun rack empty and smashed. This time he had had enough, sighing heavily Michael contacts Carl on the radio.

"I think it's about time we move Carl, the old hotel has served us well but it's too exposed, it's too... Just we aren't safe here."

A sharp buzz echoes from the radio before a response is heard.

"Aye, I was thinking the same sir. But where do we move?"

"Well I visited the town being built at Pobeda the other day, and there are many other towns we could set up in. We will figure something out."

"True enough, ill be back soon, gather up what we need and let's get gone."

Later that night the car rumbles through Cherno as they leave their hotel-turned-store for the last time. Michael turns back and smiles.

"You served us well old gal, thank you."

WE WILL BE MOVING SHORTLY, LOOK FOR UPDATES!

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Tamaster92    14

A Preview of the future for Michael Denke

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