Vlastni [Open Recruitment] [Active]

[Chance]

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Our own, our blood, our kind, our people.

We are not bound by race, religion nor nationality, but bound by oath, tradition, loyalty and trust...

We are not people filled with hate, nor with a passion of helping. We do not live to see others suffer, but we do not wish to help those who suffer unless the agree to become like us. We do not abide by others rule, only by ours. We shape the world how we want it, not how others wish for it to be. We do not wish to enforce our rules upon the weak and the strong, we just wish to be ourselves.

Bratrstvo . . . No matter the tongue which whispers, No matter though mind belong, No origin minds care not from, Seek similarity through belief and our lives prosper forward, Demise reach all but not before thy story unfold.

“We simply wish to reside together, take care of our own. Everyone on this earth has seen the corruption that the apocalypse can draw from the minds of the people. We’ve all been there or at least had our eyes gaze upon it. This story is lengthy and the journey is long, with springs first days spent embedded in Krasnodar, Russia. Then onto roads untraveled entering South Zagoria. The grass, the snow, ice and the sand, footsteps laid through the mountains and rivers, this is where it all began.”

“I . . . Lazar, have seen nothing but suffering and pain ever since escaping. After spending countless days in the alleys and shelters we could find or make, we moved across the wasteland that was once Krasnodar. All in the hopes for a better chance, something that would hold better for us, one more sign of hope. . . He died saving us. My father, and now my mother, she has too fallen, but to an illness I cannot describe. I have been left wandering the ruins with no whisper or word, no place or person to rest myself upon, and no one to trust. It seems like months have passed in this loneliness that has been left surrounding me, the fear engulfing every corner and crevice I passed, but then, that’s where the light shone through, encountering the first people that I would come to consider my family . . . Or as we used to say “Our Own”. With no binding by blood, only the bond from the loyalty and trust. The love we shared, and the tradition we held.”

 Matters not unless you belong what happens unto upon you.

“With a newfound purpose to survive, brothers to trust, and sisters to love, things had to change. We leaped, we ran, we swam, we scurried, searching for a place to call “Our Own”. With our purpose found, our minds we had to alter. Things happened that would change any man, things that could bring out the demons of past once forgotten. Many have fallen on our venture to a peaceful place, many them the people who saved me from what I had become, But the tradition that I had come to love, It must carry on.”

Souls departing the hollow ground once walked upon.

“The urban world, the life in the city, it had started to take its toll. Out of the many we once had, only two of us had the fortune to continue, the road winding, our feet steadying, Nikolas and I . . . After departing from the city, searching for new found lands, we were soon to come across someone that we would then call our own brother, shining the light upon him like those before myself, realising the chance to continue the tradition left upon. His name was, Simeon. Alone, cold, seemingly lost, the man covered in dirt, face appearing a distant memory to what it once was. It took time, but with our new brother standing close, we helped him. Giving him the same opportunity, the same guidance I once had. Things continued this way on our journey south, across the plains we had to explore. Only one thing was certain, death would always be ahead, and it would always follow, no matter where the story began to unfold”

“Upon gathering our strength on this new day, a new path had emerged before us. One that we had not noticed the night before. Leading off into a distant view, with the mountains climbing higher, we sort of knew that this was the sign we had been looking for. As we packed the remaining supplies for our ventures, we looked into the distance and saw the silhouette of what seemed to be a man. Alerting the others to what I had seen, I couldn’t help but feel a sadness, things had only seemed to get worse as time grew on. With Simeon brushing past my shoulder as he approached the man, I snapped myself from the day dream I had entered upon, and joined him in his stride. As the silhouette got clearer, the shape of an older man emerged. With a well trimmed beard and clean clothes, this man appeared to have stepped out of a time machine. I hadn’t seen them style of clothes since my grandfather used to wear them. As we got closer, the figure raised his arm, and motioned for us to follow. With that, he began to move away. Confused, we all gazed at each other, but thought, “Well, we have nothing to lose”. Only being able to trail the man at a distance, we never got to see the full face of our stranger. He led us towards a bridge, with the sound of the infected in the distance, we focused ourselves on the situation at hand. Gripping tightly to my pistol, we approached the edge of a rock face, and in the distance, the faint trickle of water running into what we soon found out to be Svetlaya River.”

Trust can be found in most unlikely of ways, not let minds be altered, neither be swayed.

“Looking over the river we saw the man standing over what appeared to be another man, He turned to us and beckoned us over before kneeling beside this new figure. Upon approaching the bearded man, we could hear him muttering to himself as he was bent over the man with a concentration on his face. “Blood, Again, Cleaned 3 times today, Again already, Have do again, Always wash this damn blood, Nmph” As we rounded the left side of the stranger, we saw the face of a younger man, nineteen was his age; with a blank expression on his face, and blood smeared over his clothes. He looked like he had been apart of something I had not seen since before. With what appeared to be a design of military embroidery. A green beret placed upon his head, with an insignia I had not seen before. Hugo was his name, his journey long and his story broad. A quiet boy, torn psychologically by the ravages of this earth; he had seen more in nineteen years than most did in a lifetime.”

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Harm shall not reach no mortal our own.

Eyes only see what we wish upon to be sought.

Traverse through lands, upon movement we listen.

Prime thy mind upon thee we doth need.

No shadow, no outline, ourselves we belong.

Time changes, as do minds.

Tongues may flick, wind be moved, knowledge be gained and trust be unknown.

Elements we need as do all, blood runs true, but ours shall not fall.

Protect our people, us before anyone else.

Protect and hide our home from those we wish not to see.

Explore the region, gather information about individuals and groups.

Train the weak to become strong, raise them as our own.

Keep a low profile, only show ourselves when we wish to be seen.

Change those who can be like ourselves.

Educate our members on the skills of deception, lying and hiding behind their words.

Befriend those that we can use to our advantage.

Hugo Kučera

Lazar A. Marinkov

Nikolas Sladek

Emil Z. Butka

Don Pellow

Simeon Lazlov

Oleg Saralpov

Millen Gorskov

Jacob Hargreave

Saša Zvetkov

Leoš Vlasák

Recruitment to the Vlastní is open. If you wish to formally apply, send an application to: Obey, FlashCrack or Don. If we like your application, we shall arrange a formal IC meeting.

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Lore created by Jetwells and FlashCrack. Graphics designed by Obey.

Vlastní Media Thread - Link Here.

[Guest]

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[dom]

Hype Hype

[Jetwells]

#Hype

[Corry]

Hype Lets do this

[Don]

HYPE IS REAL PALS

[Emile]

Can't wait till we meet this group.

Just one word to fuck it up

[Heroz_Nick]

Hm interesting, seems very similar to our own little organisation

[Felli]

Woop! Looking great lads

[Vorobye]

#HYPE

[Guest Max]

Good luck, Flash and Mebogal.

[Chance]

Good luck, Flash and Mebogal.

thanks man!

[Brodie]

Best of luck with yer new group, definitely looks interesting, I hope it works out and goes well!

[JoffreyRP]

It looks like a version of White Noise if I'm honest, the goals as far as I can tell ( And I'm an idiot) say that you wish to:

Keep a low profile (Like secretive)

Gather information (Information brokers maybe?)

Teach new members how to hide and lie.

Is this more of an information broker group? Or more of a "Survivor group that survives through hiding and lying" ?

[Cedric97]

Looking good!

[Post]

Best of luck, I like your font choice. One my favorites.

[dom]

Thanking you all we got our inspiration from the well known Call of Duty series.....

[Guest]

:hype: I love the lore and the goals thing, only issue is I can't see Flash keeping a low profile :troll: Good luck

[Guest]

Inspiration for my character came from Serious Sam,I feel like I should portray him that way. :troll:

On a serious note #hype for the new group,hope we do well.

[Guest]

Good luck

[Mademoiselle]

The titles look like something out of the Ring D:

Good luck, I know you boys will do well.

[MagicMike]

cool lore, its different then previous groups and it looks pretty interesting, best to ya

[Guest]

It looks like a version of White Noise if I'm honest, the goals as far as I can tell ( And I'm an idiot)  say that you wish to:

Keep a low profile (Like secretive)

Gather information (Information brokers maybe?)

Teach new members how to hide and lie.

Is this more of an information broker group?  Or more of a "Survivor group that survives through hiding and lying"  ?

Well I personally don't know much about the White Noise group other then it was secret I believe? I personally co-wrote the lore with Jetwells, and I did not take any inspiration from the White Noise myself.

Keep a low profile - Do not go around telling our names, our group name, our desires, our ideals, our goals and so forth, do not ask for attention.

Gather information - We gather information to use it as we please, whether it is to influence people and groups or something else depends on the situation.

Teach new members how to hide and lie - Well, for us to keep a low profile this is necessary, and it is quite a useful perk considering the circumstances we expect to find ourselves in.

I do not think I can class this group myself personally, seeing as everyone wishes to survive which is normal. We have a lot planned and a lot of intentions that we will not show on the thread because of possible meta-gaming, the basic concept is there with everything and some things are still to be added.

Does this answer your questions? And if not feel free to ask in more depth.

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:hype: I love the lore and the goals thing, only issue is I can't see Flash keeping a low profile :troll: Good luck

What is that supposed to mean?!

[JoffreyRP]

Answered all me questions, thanks! After your explanation it doesn't sound a lot like White Noise after all. It's just hard to tell without experiencing you fellers IG yet.  

I'm sure this will be as successful as ZBOR, and I wish you fellers the best of luck!

[Guest]

Answered all me questions, thanks! After your explanation it doesn't sound a lot like White Noise after all. It's just hard to tell without experiencing you fellers IG yet.  

I'm sure this will be as successful as ZBOR, and I wish you fellers the best of luck!

Thank you! We hope we live up to the expectations of the community and our own expectations.