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Empress Nino

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"It's a cruel world!"

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About Empress Nino

  • Birthday 03/14/1994

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  1. Empress Nino

    Radio Broadcasts From Beyond - [Multiple Sources, Lore Broadcasts]

    *Nino hears the transmission from Elene and cries happily while at the same time her sobs are of terror. When she can compose herself to not be hysterical, she depresses the PTT with her foot peddle. She is in cries through out the entire transmission* "ჩემი სიყვარული, ელენე, ოჰ, როგორ ღმერთები შემოიფარეს ჩემზე ... და ამბერიც! ღმერთო მე ვარ უკეთესი ქალი!" *there is a short pause* "მე მენატრება თქვენ უფრო ძვირი, ვიდრე სიტყვა შეიძლება აღწეროთ, მე შიშით მიერ ორი ყველაზე მნიშვნელოვანი ქალი ჩემს ცხოვრებაში." *another pause* "ამბერი ... მოუსმინე ელენე შენ? ის შეინარჩუნებს უსაფრთხოდ". *There is a longer pause, her crying starts to intensify* "მე მოვდივარ გადარჩენაზე.მე მყავს მეგობრები ... ჩვენ მოვდივართ .. უბრალოდ მომეცი სიტყვა და გადავხედე მსოფლიოს ჩემს თავზე, კიდევ ერთხელ წამოაყენო თქვენი წრე, მე მიყვარს" *The transmission ends and she slumps back into her chair and sobs once more.*
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    142.45 - A Response

    *Speaking fluent Russian, a woman responds on Nikolai's frequency. The transmission sounds of low quality and faded into the static, possibly either meaning it's not amplified, or that there is a great distance. Her voice sounds strong and with confidence. Her voice has a strange quality to it, as her dialect isn't perfect due to upbringing and where she was born.* "«Привет, Николай Димитров, мы хорошо слышим вашу передачу. Мы знаем о многом: что вы можете рассказать нам о текущем состоянии ситуации. Мы знаем только о вещах через саталлитные образы и о том, что мы слышим по радио и о словах Что ты знаешь, Николай?" *the transmission ends*
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    A Message to a Lover

    *Nino Kobiashvili's voice sounds strained, the stress of the last few days taking a toll on her soul. She has been transmitting off and on all day the following message* ""ელენე ხარ იქ? ეს ნინოა, გთხოვთ, ღმერთო, იქ ყოფნა". *her voice over time wavers, and sadness fills her voice.*
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    The Mental State of Nino Kobiashvili - A Diary

    Entry 002 0840 17/05/2018 Four days Four more days until I learn whether my life blood is still able to see the same moon as I. Yet four days is an eternity out in the field, especially with how the last few days have gone. In that time it is entirely possible I will lose my battle. All life is struggle, and no matter my fortune, the only constant in life is struggle. So much has changed in one month in the land of lost souls and shattered dreams. Even since my first entry, I’ve been bogged down with my loss and fight… there isn’t even a doctor to read this anymore. I could always stop writing… *she starts writing in Georgian* I can’t though… I must be strong and be better for Elene. I need an outlet to process the seemingly senseless barbarism of my surroundings, and the demons that lurk inside. Even though there is no doctor anymore, I can at least spit my words onto paper and keep it in a language no one will fucking understand. Now I don’t need to be so critical on the OPSEC. Anyway… It’s hard to even recall the last few days, but I’ll give ‘er the old college try. The seventh circle of hell began pretty much the moment I returned to the hospital after my suicide run into Russia. I was chased by the biters for quite some time. Since I was low on ammunition, I wagered it was safer to outrun them rather than fight… waste ammunition, and then knowing my lug I’d run into a pack of hellhounds. On a side note, if humanity can recover enough to start making films again, someone really needs to make a film similar to Jaws, but instead of a shark, it’s those unnatural wolves that plague South Zagoria Oblast. Anyway… Fuck… Honestly I’m spacing out on this one. Like, Beth and I ran up to Pavlovo town and talked on the way. I told her about some of the intel I lifted off the Russian scientific research data center. I neglected to tell her about the other stuff I ripped off their servers. Bad things. I’m not even sure how to tell the public about it. Who the hell would believe a strange Georgian woman when she says the Russians are planning on liquidating the region? Who would listen when I plead to them about radio jammers about to be dropped in the region? How about the man in the fuckin’ kolto tank lookin’ thing?! I didn’t give the data to anyone yet... well sans Straz… and I presume he gave it to his superiors and now the entirety of the CDF is shitting itself. Where was I? Shit oh yeah I was writing about Pavlovo. So we went there and there was a quite literal metric fuck ton of people. I swore that half the goddamn population of South Zagoria Oblast was there. These radical Christian nutjobs were there as well. We went into the pub and had a few drinks while waiting for everything to blow over and the conversation outside got pretty damn headed. I felt my heart pound, my neck itch and sweat. I felt dizzy and wanted to faint. I felt like I was actually about to shake hands with the void. The music… the fucking music. The bartender was playing some classical music in the pub. I collapsed on the ground and started to sob. Beth was on top of me in seconds, handing me Xanax like it was candy. The argument outside grew to a boil and we evacuated the pub. A few hours later, we were on call waiting for any patients to arrive at the hospital when both the Christians and Louie - the Anarchy fuck blood - rolled in making wild demands and accusations. The Christians claimed that the Swedish guard Kjartan was throwing fire bombs at their church and preaching about Oden. They gave us an ultimatum. Give him up to be baptized, and if he doesn’t he’ll be baptized by fire. Honestly, I could have handled that if it wasn’t for what Louie wanted. One of our other guards, Castle, is a wanted man by Louie for his actions during the war. He was so pissed that a person who fought him in a justified war was still alive... little did he know I also fought in the war... We were scolded for allowing him among our ranks, and made a wild comparison to us being Switzerland and harboring an Nazi… fuck these people don’t understand thought experiments. We were told flatly that we were to fire Castle, or we would all be killed… We had one day to accomplish both of their demands... The night ended thankfully with no event, but still the fact persisted about what the day after would bring. We decided it best to evacuate the hospital. Beth and others went off to Miroslavl, and everyone else scattered… Everyone I was truly close to is now seemingly as distant as my dear Elene is. Four more days. I’m heading up to Stay Yar to offer my services to the little band of Mafiosos. Hopefully, with luck, I’ll be able to convince them to help me save my beloved. I pray that it won’t involve me selling my soul. End of Entry
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    Who else dont care about the royal wedding.

    Waste of time. If I don't go to someone's wedding that I barely know, why would I care about two people across the Atlantic getting married.
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    things and stuff

    My hardbass brother is leaving his slav blood sister.
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    The Mental State of Nino Kobiashvili - A Diary

    I mean Nino is in a very sad state at this point. Keep reading 'em @Brayces and you can get fun ideas to fuck with me through admin tools.
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    The Mental State of Nino Kobiashvili - A Diary

    Graphics soonTM Entry 001 Entry 002 All new entries will be added to the OP, as well as a new post in the thread. There will be hyperlinks to the place where the next entry was posted. Mental State of Nino Kobiashvili Entry 001 1420 15/05/2018 “We wave our flags, we swallow fear like medicine We kiss the hands of profiteers and their congressmen But I've seen too much (of this fear and hate) I've had enough (and I'm not afraid) To raise a shout, to make it clear — this has to end.” I apologize in advance if my English is not that good doctor, but that is what happens when you're working with a Georgian. The passage above is from song by Thrice. I thought about the song today. No matter what, this little diddy couldn't escape the echos of my head. I used to be one of those flag wavers. I was a grade A chest thumper for Georgia. I overlooked the failures of my country, and the problems that plagued us. I was whole heartedly behind the decision to recall all military and police to the capital... sacrificing millions to the slaughter. My fiancée Elene's tears wetted my coat after she found out due to the decision, her family was consumed by the biters. I never told her I had a hand in it. My pride and arrogance didn't let me see the human condition. All the lives lost, and there wasn't a dammed thing I could have done about it even if I wasn't on the side that sent them to their deaths. I stood hard fast by our decisions to leave people behind... to cut our losses and abandon a brother or sister in arms to the wolves if need be... but I never expected it to happen to me. I am... was... a colonel in the Georgian Armed Forces... surely they wouldn't cut me loose would they? Well... they did... and no matter what I do they won't take me back and now... I don't wanna go back. I can’t write much for fear of repercussion, but I did something very stupid. I went to the Russian border and turned myself into the border post where they do scientific research. There was FSB there as well. They took blood and urine samples from me and then an FSB agent interrogated me. I honestly didn’t expect to come back alive. Was this attempted suicide by FSB or desperation to see my only reason for life again? I’m okay, but was very tense. When they interrogated me, they told me they had launched a missile at Tbilisi last week! They murdered hundreds! I… I had no idea what to think. It’s a miracle I didn’t break down then and there. I had trouble breathing… I could feel my heart race and all I could imagine was my poor love Elene being mutilated, her body parts littered in the rubble of demolished homes and hearts. I thought about the events that lead up to stranded here… and how I could have stopped it at any point. How it’s my fault that my dear Elene is either dead or scared to death itself for her Nino. I asked for a free pass to Georgia and back to Chernarus. I planned to get that pass and load up volunteers to go on a road trip… kick in Tbilisi’s walls if I had to. Anything to get the most important part of my life back. I didn’t get what I needed… but I got something else. They have FSB agents in Tbilisi, which I did figure… Soon one of them will be dropping off a package with a proper radio, equipment, and instructions on being able to communicate to Chernarus… If she’s alive then… I’ll be able to hear her voice once more. After they reinserted me into South Zagoria, I collapsed in a panic. I know not the hours I sobbed. My mind kept running through events best not thought about, and how it’s my fault. All my fault. I love you Elene… End of Entry ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Entry 002 0840 17/05/2018 Four days Four more days until I learn whether my life blood is still able to see the same moon as I. Yet four days is an eternity out in the field, especially with how the last few days have gone. In that time it is entirely possible I will lose my battle. All life is struggle, and no matter my fortune, the only constant in life is struggle. So much has changed in one month in the land of lost souls and shattered dreams. Even since my first entry, I’ve been bogged down with my loss and fight… there isn’t even a doctor to read this anymore. I could always stop writing… *she starts writing in Georgian* I can’t though… I must be strong and be better for Elene. I need an outlet to process the seemingly senseless barbarism of my surroundings, and the demons that lurk inside. Even though there is no doctor anymore, I can at least spit my words onto paper and keep it in a language no one will fucking understand. Now I don’t need to be so critical on the OPSEC. Anyway… It’s hard to even recall the last few days, but I’ll give ‘er the old college try. The seventh circle of hell began pretty much the moment I returned to the hospital after my suicide run into Russia. I was chased by the biters for quite some time. Since I was low on ammunition, I wagered it was safer to outrun them rather than fight… waste ammunition, and then knowing my lug I’d run into a pack of hellhounds. On a side note, if humanity can recover enough to start making films again, someone really needs to make a film similar to Jaws, but instead of a shark, it’s those unnatural wolves that plague South Zagoria Oblast. Anyway… Fuck… Honestly I’m spacing out on this one. Like, Beth and I ran up to Pavlovo town and talked on the way. I told her about some of the intel I lifted off the Russian scientific research data center. I neglected to tell her about the other stuff I ripped off their servers. Bad things. I’m not even sure how to tell the public about it. Who the hell would believe a strange Georgian woman when she says the Russians are planning on liquidating the region? Who would listen when I plead to them about radio jammers about to be dropped in the region? How about the man in the fuckin’ kolto tank lookin’ thing?! I didn’t give the data to anyone yet... well sans Straz… and I presume he gave it to his superiors and now the entirety of the CDF is shitting itself. Where was I? Shit oh yeah I was writing about Pavlovo. So we went there and there was a quite literal metric fuck ton of people. I swore that half the goddamn population of South Zagoria Oblast was there. These radical Christian nutjobs were there as well. We went into the pub and had a few drinks while waiting for everything to blow over and the conversation outside got pretty damn headed. I felt my heart pound, my neck itch and sweat. I felt dizzy and wanted to faint. I felt like I was actually about to shake hands with the void. The music… the fucking music. The bartender was playing some classical music in the pub. I collapsed on the ground and started to sob. Beth was on top of me in seconds, handing me Xanax like it was candy. The argument outside grew to a boil and we evacuated the pub. A few hours later, we were on call waiting for any patients to arrive at the hospital when both the Christians and Louie - the Anarchy fuck blood - rolled in making wild demands and accusations. The Christians claimed that the Swedish guard Kjartan was throwing fire bombs at their church and preaching about Oden. They gave us an ultimatum. Give him up to be baptized, and if he doesn’t he’ll be baptized by fire. Honestly, I could have handled that if it wasn’t for what Louie wanted. One of our other guards, Castle, is a wanted man by Louie for his actions during the war. We were scolded for allowing him among our ranks, and made a wild comparison to us being Switzerland and harboring an Nazi… fuck these people don’t understand thought experiments. We were told flatly that we were to fire Castle, or we would all be killed… We had one day to accomplish both of their demands... The night ended thankfully with no event, but still the fact persisted about what the day after would bring. We decided it best to evacuate the hospital. Beth and others went off to Miroslavl, and everyone else scattered… Everyone I was truly close to is now seemingly as distant as my dear Elene is. Four more days. I’m heading up to Stay Yar to offer my services to the little band of Mafiosos. Hopefully, with luck, I’ll be able to convince them to help me save my beloved. I pray that it won’t involve me selling my soul. End of Entry
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    Radio Broadcasts From Beyond - [Multiple Sources, Lore Broadcasts]

    *A female voice can be heard, to those who know her they could discern that it's Nino* "ჩემი ტკბილი ელენე ... მე ძალიან აწუხებს შენზე. სიტყვები არ აღწერს ექსტაზის, მე ვგრძნობ, როცა კიდევ ერთხელ კოცნა. მე გავიგე რაკეტის შესახებ, რომელიც რუსებისგან თბილისში მოხვდა. მე იმედი მაქვს, რომ თქვენ კვლავ სუნთქვა, რადგან თქვენს გარეშე, ჩემი ცარიელია. ძალიან მალე პაკეტი მოგეცემათ. ეს ჩემგან ... თქვენ უნდა იყოს გაფრთხილება, ელენე. არ არის გამორიცხული, რომ ფედერალური უსაფრთხოების სამსახური შეიძლება შეეცადოს და მოგკლას. მე მალე გელაპარაკებ ... გთხოვთ, ცოცხალი იყოს. შენი სიყვარული, ნინო." *The transmission ends*
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    S1 - Possible Invalid Kill / Meta-Gaming / Invalid Initiation / AOGM / BadRP - Pavlovo Military - Between 2:30 - 3:10

    Nino Kobiashvili POV - I had just gotten home from work, sat at my computer, cracked open a Pepsi and went to go RP. I had no knowledge of any situation at the compound, and logged in thinking it was probably dead (as of late it's had very few people come by, especially in the later hours.) When I log in I think it might have been CockRP that ran into the room I was in to change his pants. I shrug it off and walk outside to see the three men held hostage and I'm brought in to see if I can identify them. They say the man in the middle is Keith Kaiser and at that point I get confused. I look at him and said something along the lines of "Didn't know Kaiser was asian." He was using a very fake sounding stereotypical Asian accent which lead me to be more confused. I state something along the lines of "I have never seen his face so I can't be sure, but if this is Kaiser then he was the one that framed us hospital people." At some point after that I do state that something along the lines of me thinking that the accent sounds "fake as fuck" What confuses me is how your characters normal voice sounds completely raspy like this dude ate nails for breakfast and smoked a carton a minute, but when he does the asian accent, the raspyness is completely gone. This leads me to wonder... which is Kaiser's real voice? Throughout the entire situation I kept saying things along the lines of "I can't be sure". They ask me to take a look at the medication that Kaiser had for Seth and I go to inspect the meds and get told they are advil and Excedrin. I was a tad confused because from what I was gathering, the pain meds were on Seth but I thought they were searching Kaiser. Logs and video will show which is which, I can't remember and was highly confused. After I get the meds, I go down into the "basement" of the hospital and check to see what meds they are. I come back and tell them it's Advil and Excedrin. They ask if I have rope and I say no, but that they could maybe cut the bags off their backs. I then say something alone the lines of "It might be advisable to separate the hostages so you can talk to them individually. They say they are going to isolate seth and see how he acts without meds. As they go to cut off their bags, Kaiser pulls his mosin and takes a shot at one of us. From my perspective the shot seemed to be directed near me and I dipped behind the wall and went down a floor. I stayed down on the lower floor for a bit and when I went to come back up, Kaiser had come back and rounded the corner after shooting one of CockRP's boys and he gets dropped with a shotgun. After that they decide to move and get in the car. I take Groovy Tony off on foot and we travel north. In lopatino I give him some medical RP and Seth was there. I finish up, they tell Seth to GTFO and we run up to bash. EDIT: I may have misremembered things about the situation at the time of making my POV. As I stated before in the POV, I had just gotten home from work when I logged in and was dead tired, soaked from head to toe from watering, and covered in paint. I probably should have waken up more before jumping IG.
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    The Levy's Slavic Happy Fun Time Party

    Party is going to be pumpin', but I have work. I'll be 30 minutes late or so.
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    Looking for Singers, Musicians, Comedians, Entertainers

    Here is a recording of me performing a medley of music from the Opera Tosca on an Alto Saxophone with Piano accompaniment back in 2011. Christ I can't believe how long ago this was.
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    Are You Civlized?

    I use Opera as well. I've found it gives me far less issues than any of the other browsers.
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    Anyone else have a fetish for being tied up?

    Nothing wrong with being tied up. Feels good yo. *debates how much to say about how much of a degenerate I am and simply laughs and winks then walks off*
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    Lore Event Series "Tipping Scales" - Part 2 - Lost Thunder

    Hate the fact y'all keep putting these on weekends. Damned having work. I'd totally save the dude and have him send the missile to Batumi, Georgia. Down with rebels!
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