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  1. I would like to play Nikola but I would love to be command staff for medical too. Would it be possible to strategically put out medical stashes around areas for in between time as well? I’ll likely be chasing you guys around during that mostly.


    Character Name: Nikola Čermáková

    Specialty(medic, rifleman, etc): CDF Ground Forces Battalion Kapitán, Trauma and Critical Care Surgeon

    Which Lore Faction?: CDF

    Lore Faction staff?: I don’t think this qualifies?

    Group Name: Tags around with Brandon Terrano, no official group. Lore-wise CDF.

    Primary Phase: 1

    Reserve Phase: 2

    I will save the people while @GalloWB shoots anything trying to stop me, please! LOL


  2. 3 hours ago, Elmo said:

    @Lyca @Kordruga @Jaxon @RogueSolace

    Dead Batteries sleeper squad moving in to restore law and order. Fun times.

    was fun! XD Great quotes too! also @Kam and @Mace

    "Hey...go back to being a henchmen now...okay?"


    "Oh no...people don't forget..."

    *Jax totally forgot*

    "You see what I have to put up with?"


    "I never wanted your stupid SVD anyways..." best exit line ever

  3. On 4/13/2019 at 2:18 PM, Xehara said:

    Big -1 from me.

    As someone who travels half the map on the daily, sprinting for part of it, I'm constantly snacking and drinking. I don't feel like I'd be hungry five minutes after eating a steak, potato, and a full pumpkin, but I am. 

    I'm with you...I'm ALWAYS having to eat and drink to a point IC its an actual statement that my ch has high metabolism. Id prefer to have the rates lowered to have more time to rp than have to go looking for food

  4. POV

    In-game name: Elizabeth Smith-Valentine

    Started off for me where I was working on getting with @Rover who is a good friend of my character and reached out to her after being badly hurt. We manage to meet, and I get him to the Berenzino Hospital for treatment. We roleplayed for about 45 min of me operating on him.

    Near the end of this, one of our radio channels is going off about allies needing emergency help dealing with an injury from Polana factory. Considering 1) rovers ch was now blind, and 2) waking up from anesthesia, leaving him alone could easily have been a death sentence, and my ch was unwilling to leave him.

    It took a bit of some back and forth, but people finally showed up at the hospital carrying @Isaiah Cortez. At this point @Rover was alert ic, and had to log for a bit, and we simply rped he was resting in another room after his surgery.

    I had them bring him into the room I usually rp as the surgical room and get started stabilizing @pasi . @Dr Max helps me and starts to give me the injury list. Knowing to fix his lung we were about to get into a very intensive surgery, I asked all the people who had come along, to please go outside.

    I believe that was- @Oisin, @GreenySmiley @Ouromov & @Lyca As I was not outside, I really don’t know who was out there other than they were waiting.


    @DrMax and I work on @Isaiah Cortez for about 45 minutes, getting major injuries out of the way, at one point @Lyca came to the window to ask how things were going, to which (having a generator running to power a respirator) my ch gave her a thumbs up, while @DrMax who was by the window, talked to her through i

    @Isaiah Cortez was nearly done and stable, we were just about to straighten a broken leg then put his arm and leg into casts, when we were initiated on. We all complied as it was obvious we were outnumbered and surrounded. My ch was panicking because obviously, patient on the table.

    They have @DrMax and I drop guns and collect radios. In the mean-time there are a few people noticing Pasi on the table and start asking “What the fuck is going on here?”  “What the hell is this?” like they’d walked into a horror scene. I wanted to push to finish surgery with the patient but didn’t get the chance and was moved out of the room.

    They do the usual ‘don’t try something stupid’ and shove us into the hallway. As we are being shoved in, the other group is being shoved into us, being told to go the opposite way or get shot. I finally yell over everyone and point out ‘you’re telling us to go two separate directions, can you please pick a direction?’ They finally line us up, recheck for weapons and radios. We ask if we can keep our knives, to which they respond yes.


    During this, @Lyca tried a few times to ask what was going on, only to be told to shut up or be shot

    We then were moved outside and told to start running. Not sure who they were and wondering if they were Chernarussian, I carefully namedropped a powerful Chernarussian ally to see if I could get us out of the situation. They didn’t know it so that failed. I played it off like it was nothing important and we continued.

    My character is 7 months pregnant IC. I decided to give her the side effect of low blood pressure during the pregnancy. At 7-9 months cardio becomes incredibly difficult because the baby is pushing against the lungs. So high heartrate (running), low bp, unable to take deep breaths = fainting spells. I’ve been rping struggling whenever I run, especially long distances. The symptoms being visually the same, were mistaken as a panic attack by @Lyca.

    I was emoting the typical symptoms of my ch being unable to catch her breath and being extremely pale, and was told if I didn’t hurry up, I’d pretty much just be killed. We finally get to the apple field and are told to stand, my ch on the verge of passing out. @GreenySmiley asks if I can sit down as I don’t look good. They allow me to sit and my ch does so, still on the verge of blacking out. They finally allow @DrMax to look at her, who gives her some meds ic to help boost and regulate her bp.

    We get told about a possibility of going to play a ‘game’ involving exercise, with something sinister implied. @GreenySmiley tries to get me excluded from the ‘game’ and after awhile manages to get one guy to speak with her a bit. The reason the rest of us were not trying to talk, was because every time we did before, we got told to shut up or we’d be shot.


    Their mission apparently done, we are told that we were extremely easy to find, and if we tried to identify any of them, or give details of them to anyone, they would come and kill us. To prove a point, they put a bullet into @DrMax leg and leave. @GreenySmiley gets a bandage on him, and I emote putting a tourniquet on his leg. He urges us to get back to the hospital to call for help and check on Pasi and that the others would help him there.

    We rush back, @GreenySmiley helping my ch keep somewhat stable. Upon arriving I go inside, demanding @GreenySmiley stay outside the surgical room (I was expecting a bloodbath and didn’t want her traumatized if I was right) so she went looking for radios in the hall.

    When I get in there, I find @Rover sitting against the wall by pasi who, without knowing anything about what was happening, had logged back to continue rp with us, only to find our captors. He’d been beaten (kicked a few times) and given the same ‘don’t tell anyone details’ over and over, the only issue for him, was it was extremely obvious that his eyes were bandaged over. 

    I turn to check on Pasi, and start to RP stabilizing him. @Rover informs me he is dead, to which I ask if he had agreed to PK, and he confirmed, then informed me that Pasi had no head.


    I think we can likely talk the problem out too.

    Along with the above, it was brought up adrenaline was used to wake him up. I don’t expect you to know this, at all. I wouldn’t normally have known this. But as future reference for both you and him, adrenaline would NOT have woken him up, it would have only increased his heart-rate and bp. Actual anesthesia is very complex, and it takes several kinds of drugs to achieve it. To reverse it, it takes several types of other drugs. I’m not posting what they are, but if he had chosen to rp not waking up or not dying, he would have been able to.


    Thoughts and suggestions regarding RP:

    Problem: Making someone feel forced about a decision 


    I’m not saying that this group did exactly this, but after talking to Pasi right after everything, it sounded a lot like he felt he was put in a situation IC where he felt he had to perm his character.

    I’ve been hearing a lot lately about this behavior, putting people into positions which make someone ooc feel forced that they must have a specific reaction. This is entirely between them and him, but I’d like to remind people, that this isn’t allowed via 3.6 and will be posting something to Rolle regarding it in the future.

    From my understanding people have been doing things like beheading people which puts people into a feeling that they have no choice, because then they can be reported for ‘not roleplaying’ even when they just had a specific condition forced on them. Can it give good rp? Yes, but you don’t get to demand they perma because you chose a certain execution method.


    Suggested Solution:

    The solution or what I think would help is also very simple. This goes with pretty much any action against another player.

    What IS emoted “I smash your finger with a hammer.” 

    What NEEDS TO BE emoted: “I attempt to smash your finger with a hammer.”

    This way, the person can either accept the damage and start screaming in pain, or can emote ‘you attempt to, but in your hurry, you overreach and swing the hammer into the table next to my finger’. 



    1.       Makes nothing forced

    2.       Allows the other player an IC way to OOC state “I don’t like this” and tell the aggressor ‘please do something else’

    3.       The aggressor’s response is not to try to hit another finger or try to break something else, because that’s just going to lead to ‘attempt to hit’, ‘no’ over and over.

    4.       Its up to the victim to not abuse it by just dodging everything thrown at them.

    5.       Its also up to the attacker to realize that this person is not okay with you trying to break/cut them up, and that they need to take their rp in another direction. Not repeatedly try to hurt them.

    Problem: Telling people to shut up when trying to talk/interact:

    Suggested Solution:


    Yes it’s a hold up, but you’re bound by rp rules. This is an extremely common newer member mistake. By denying people talking, you are denying a lot of various interactions. If you need quiet, make quiet to a certain point. “We’re going to go to another area, don’t speak until we are there. Once we get there, you can talk, as long as you’re not yelling.”

    Problem: Ignoring players IC conditions



    I get it’s a thing where you’re doing whatever and need us to move. This is a common mistake I’ve seen happen several times. People get caught up in ‘move it or I kill/shoot/maim you.’ If people are rping having issues, there are a lot of problems where they really couldn’t just push through it. Especially when it involves the airway.

    I had this happen to a ch who was forced to run with broken ribs or we’d both be killed, my ch had to somehow find the strength to nearly carry him (yay adrenaline?).  When stuff like this happens, you need to think of how you can incorporate it. Shooting or killing isn’t your only option. In fact, this is a really good way to get to remind yourself that you are a human with emotions.


    Possible ideas:

    1.       Is hurting/shooting the person slowing you down, REALLY going to add to actual rp? Does it sound fun being the one being threatened and shot, when your ch has an actual reason to be turning blue ic? Cause usually its not. Or are you only doing it because you want a clean getaway? Because that’s an ‘I want to win’ versus ‘I want to give people a good experience’.

    2.       Carry them. Simple one, my ch’s husband does this most of the time for long trips, granted ic he is very strong. Friends who are strong enough will usually get her to piggyback on them (carefully) if they suddenly need to sprint.

    3.       Let them go. Random area of the city? Need to gtfo? Already taken their gun and radio? ‘hey guess what lady, I’ll take you to this building and drop you here. We don’t have time for you to slow us down (if you really need them/value them, you’d carry them or you would find a way to bring them with you)

    4.       Change the plan. Maybe trying to get this lady to run is a bad idea in general? Well, have some of the group take the others somewhere, and have say two people, either stay near the original location, or quickly get to another location and sit with them. This also gives you an opportunity to rp with them on a more personal basis.

    5.       Remember most of the time, people have reasons IC for doing whatever they are doing. People have panic attacks, chest damage, broken bones, et. If someone is emoting some physical condition, it may be an ic serious condition that you as an abductor, end up having to take care of them over. Or choose that they’re not worth the trouble and decide to stick in a random building.


  5. 1 minute ago, Isaiah Cortez said:

    Thank you for the time you spent. I loved the way you joked and cared for the old man during the treatment. And... It wasn't quiet and peaceful. The anesthesia machine got turned down, and he got waken up by adrenaline. He saw his killer, he heard his friend. He felt grief, fear and sorrow. He didn't want to go yet. But you never get what you want. There are no happy endings to these stories. Those stories are for children. To children not know the pain of the world.

    Awww 😞❤️ 

  6. Damn last night was intense lol. 

    yay for helping @Rover thanks for letting me get to you so fast! ❤️ Her poor buddy 😥 Also ty for letting me medical rp, Beth was getting cabin fever

    @DrMax it was great to meet you ic too! I feel like an idiot cause I didn't realize that was you LOL. It was funny though, I was just like 'omg I love this guys voice, its so soothing,. He also sounds super familiar.' LOL, Beth likes River and made sure his friends didn't forget him as he was asleep in the hospital lol.  Also thanks for looking out for the pregnant lady lol ❤️ Greeny too!

    @Oisin! ❤️ I did not realize that was you either XD ❤️ then again I was in a different room most of the time

    @Ender @GreenySmiley @Lyca ❤️❤️❤️ 

    Yay for first interaction with some of Galapagos @Mademoiselle  The whole night was going "Hey! It's great to finally meet you! Except these circumstances SUCK." XD hopefully get to do fun stuff under better circumstances soon.

    @Isaiah Cortez oh man... I just feel so bad XD One of Beth's biggest fears out here has been getting dragged away from a patient and them dying. We were nearly finished too. I guess we can take a bit of solace in the fact that we know he couldn't have felt anything or been conscious. But it still sucks 😞 I was also glad Beth was able to at least prepare the majority of the body for his loved ones.  I'm glad you enjoyed the rp! Wish I could have been able to meet and hang out with Pasi normally 😞

    Also I have no idea who our captors were. I'm guessing @OxeN was one? lol. Omg that was brutal... ty for not shooting the low bp pregnant woman who nearly fainted on your run 😣 ❤️  

  7. Holy crap I finally get to update something! XD

    @Aristocrat tagging you because I know you'll be excited ❤️





    Beth waited, laying under a heavy pine tree. Watching the lake perimeters through a hunting rifle scope. It wasn’t her first choice and would be useless in a fight as it only held one bullet at a time. It had been the best she could find after some infected had chased her through the woods the night before, resulting her losing most of her supplies.  

    So much had happened in nearly a year. So much.


    Being six months pregnant was not helping her anxiety, or any attempts to be comfortable. At least that was the estimate, she’d only been able to find one paramedic who had taken a few hours intensive about childbirth, Daniel Weber. Only she hadn’t heard from him in some time, she hoped he was okay, she’d liked him a lot.

    There we very few things at her disposal to help with pregnancy. There had been more but having to lock and rig the hospital again was making things very difficult. She hoped within the next month or so the danger would pass, and she could go back to hiding in the basement for the last few weeks of her pregnancy. It had cold boxes, and she needed to start collecting her own blood a few weeks before her estimated due date. While the power was currently off, Nino had shown her how to disable things and put them back together. She could get the power on herself without a problem.

    She’d hoped Eric would have been back by now, but no. He was her first choice of the people she knew to deliver the baby, another trauma surgeon who she had been through a great amount with. Daniel  was the second person she felt would be most qualified.

    She did have another friend, Dr. James Cole, an anesthesiologist she was intending to call soon. He was at a camp of some kind, all doctors. She knew nothing about it, other than it existed. She’d hoped they were fairing better than the people before them.

    The lake was still as the sun reflected off the water, it was a beautiful spring day out. She was waiting for a man in white, with a strong feeling of unease.



    WAITING and SIBA-45


    Hans Runkel, a few others, and herself had continued researching what they could on the virus. They finally developed something. Hans bioengineered a booster after her finding things that looked important and giving him a slide of XSB-1 to look over. To keep him safe, Beth had not even told Hans where it came from, or what it was, only to see how they had spliced the virus for use. He hadn’t liked the answer, but he knew she was protecting him from something and had accepted it.

    XSB-1, the drug Eric had entrusted her with. The drug the world wanted, that people would murder over…even though it had never been tested. That was a whole story in-itself.

    Hans had named the new creation; Beth thought it right for him to, as he had done the majority of the actual work. She’d done what she could understand and would then do what he told her.

    SIBA-45 he named it. She had developed a second part, antibodies from Brandon Terrano, and two drugs to help the body fight back. One man had come for medical treatment when she had been staying with the Saviors, she recognized the symptoms and quarantined him immediately. He hadn’t been sick before, he thought it was just a cut. As the reality set in, the usual things did, disbelief, fear, anger, sadness. She told him in private where she made sure no one could have heard them, that there was something. It had never been tested, but they were positive it couldn’t hurt him in any way. It could work, it could do nothing. But she was willing to let him try it if he wanted to.

    After some time he’d agreed. Hans had come in and given the booster, then she had given the antibodies and medicine. She’d waited in isolation with him, not allowing him to be left alone and scared, holding his hand while in a CBRN suit. Eight grueling hours later, his fever began to break. The minor symptoms had stopped, the rash not progressing. Twelve hours later, he had no signs of being sick. SIBA-45 had been a success, or so they thought. His own immune system could have fought it off, or SIBA could have helped fight it. She had samples of blood for Hans to look at later.

    Only afterward…things made no sense. The virus they had been growing, had mutated. Very subtly, but enough to make the drugs and original antibodies they had been using to test it, unusable. Neither of them had seen anything like this…leaving them back at the start of nearly years of work.




    She wasn’t sure how long afterward… the long range encrypted radio she kept on her went off. Brandon’s did too a few feet nearby. A man with a voice neither of them recognized spoke on the channel. He sounded exhausted and terrified. What he had said made even less sense. That they were being listened to, everything they said on the radios, even the encrypted ones, that ‘they can’t realize what you are doing’… the Illuminati.

    Brandon and her looked at each other and were about to dismiss the ramblings as some kind of exhausted man having psychosis, but what the man said next froze her to the spot. He knew about her research…. How? That shouldn’t have been possible. Her eyes met Brandon’s again, his filled with just as much shock, confusion, and fear that hers did. How did this man know? They had done everything to keep this information secret except to a few they knew would protect it with their lives.

    ‘If they find out, they won’t stop until you are deep under the ocean.’ He was afraid she was already being hunted…they knew about him…who was he? Who knew what? He mentioned CDF and secret police, a panicked warning that they were already among the people, blending in, looking for her, hunting her.

    The last thing they heard was that civilians would be going to a nearby town in a few days from Miroslavl. That that amongst them would be someone who could help them. A man in white. He could do something to help them. She would be safe, because of the amount of people. It would have been stupid for any people hunting her, even military, to try to grab her there. The line had cut off, and they hadn’t heard his voice since.




    Beth had started to panic, and called her closest friends to meet; giving no details other than it was vital. She also sent a distress call to her two contacts in the Second United Nations Response Team. She had been learning about them, meeting with them. They were nice, they seemed to like her. She thought that was slightly ironic. One had even come running with another when she reported hiding after having taken a bullet to her arm. Thankfully it had only been a graze, but during the panic of being chased and shot at in Zeleno, she couldn’t have known what damage she had acquired.

    She was concerned when she received no response. Their radio had been quiet for days, and a lot of chatter had been going around about people after them and claiming damning things she knew were lies. She’d been trying to warn them what happened the first time, the lies people used. She had been trying to get a meeting with their leader, now she feared it was too late.

    A lot of gunfire in the distance did not make her feel any better while they waited for allies to group to them… when they had re-located someone had approached them, looking for her specifically. Speaking with him, he said a team had been sent from a group going by Alpha Company, a military group. Her allies in the UN had not been able to respond as they were fleeing the area, but they got a message to the leader of Alpha Company along with her distress, signaling something about her being very important.

    She was in complete shock to realize they had sent 15 people to get her. Apparently they allied with other groups. Lord Ashford was among them which made her happy. They’d tried to go move in with him a few days before, only to have found the location overrun. The problem was Alpha had been dealing with an incoming hostile force, and it had turned into a major firefight, being all the gunshots they had been hearing in the distance.

    They had to separate, but she promised the man she would be looking for his people.

    After moving again, she spoke to those closest to her in private. Telling them the truth of what had been happening. The progress they had actually made, about the message from this man.

    They were as skeptical as she had been, until she pointed out the things he knew, that he shouldn’t have known at all. That none of them had known. The understanding was to be alert, and know that anything they said on the radio was likely compromised any radio. Though would use short codes using references they all understood to communicate locations and the like for a while.




    It took about a week, but while walking with Jax and others, they had ran into a  base in one of the coastal towns. They had been greeted by people claiming to be Alpha Company. She got excited and quickly said she had been looking for them, giving her name. One of them men talking to her had gotten the funnies expression on his face before having them all come inside.

    Captain Henrich, she had learned, the leader of the company. He’d been looking for her since the message, and had feared she may have been killed in action. The sheer luck of having run into him at that moment was amazing. The more she talked to him, the more she liked him. She’d seen good people come here, some of them stayed good, but were beaten down by the things around them. Some gave in and became the monsters they first had promised to protect against.

    The men here were different. They were all military, American from what she could tell. The captain and the others…something was different about them. Something good, they were determined, and it honestly seemed like they would take no reasons for bribery or other corruptions. For the first time she felt safe enough to tell someone, Captain Henrich, everything.

    He understood the importance. They would do all they could to keep her safe, but their main mission was the people and trying to care for them. She admired that, and appreciated that if she was around them, they would do their best to keep her safe.




    During those few weeks something else had happened that had frightened them a great deal. At Pavlovo Trauma Center, it was very difficult to get into the basement. The door was locked and barred. While she had the key, all the keys actually, it made sense to keep it locked. So they had another way in, one that they guarded very carefully. The doors of the hospital, the inner ones, that were structurally sound and went deep into the building, were always locked behind them as they entered, each one. There were no windows to the basement. While the power was on, it was directed only into the basement, nothing above ground worked or had light, and nothing from below could be seen or heard from above. They’d made sure of it.

    Castle had been the first to spot him. A figure in the trees, watching them. Jack had caught the man multiple times, but each time as soon as he and Kam tried to sneak up him, he was gone. They were positive he was doing recon. He threw them off by always ended up there at different times and in a different spot. They would eventually spot him, and the game would continue and end again.

    At that point, Beth was done. She wasn’t risking the resources and what they had. Brandon knew of something called ‘the Corporation’ who while he had apparently had good dealings with.  James had called to warn her, that he had been taken by them a few weeks before, and they tried to force him to arrange a meeting with her. They wouldn’t say why. All he told them was that if they treated her as rudely as they had him, taking photos of him and his ID’s, dragging him into the woods, et. That the meeting would not go well, if at all. They didn’t like that response, and he had not heard from them since.

    They didn’t know why, but at the time it was the only group that made sense to be going after her.

    Later though they had realized they were allied through friends. Reluctantly she agreed, though was wary, and had yet to meet any of them in person.




    Getting Brandon’s help, she printed multiple copies all of their work on any computers, then took all of the hard drives they had used. Reset all the machines, gathered every scrap of paper any of them had left lying around that looked important and any journals, notebooks, or other forms of notes. Anything of importance that could have shown anything, including several bags of antibodies and the serum tubes of SIBA, and put them into a pelican case. She loved those damn things, the military used them a lot and she had found several while going through bases. You could throw one of them out of a plane, have it land on the ground, and the objects inside remain undamaged. She made sure to pack it so that even if the liquids somehow got out, they could not get into the paperwork or hard drives.

    Everything else; unimportant papers, notes, samples, tests, petri dishes, growing cultures, every bit went into a box. That box was very carefully put in the hospital incinerator, sealed, and turned on. Making sure all evidence of anything they had done was destroyed completely. After sterilizing the lab, on their way out, locking doors, Beth again used Nino’s teachings. She didn’t want the hospital to be damaged, it was too valuable. But she did want to make anyone trying to break into the inner areas, think twice about it.

    She carefully placed hidden charges at several points people would have to enter to get inside. The measured charges were not enough to do any real structural damage. Not against steel and concrete. A human body on the other hand…That individual would be very dead, very quickly. She had been very careful though, the hospital was large, and she made sure to set the charges in the innermost areas, places anyone trying to get downstairs would have to go through, but where the locks were better. Basic lockpickers wouldn’t be able to get through them, as had been evident when they first arrived. She didn’t want any innocent casualties. She didn’t want ANY casualties, but this was not a game anymore.

    Tossing smoke bombs out multiple windows and donning gas masks, Brandon and her had fled under the smoke and ran into the woods in the darkness. The case had later been given to someone she knew would keep it safe no matter the cost, with instructions to who to give it to if something did happen to her and Hans.

    Everyone had been warned in person, don’t go into the inner areas of the hospital, don’t even try. The outer areas were fine and could be accessed by people needing them, but not the inside. The few times over the next weeks they checked, nothing had been set off, she hoped that was a good sign.



    DR. SOVA

    There was a trading camp visiting but was delayed a week. They managed to get inside just before it has been closed. They were looking for the man in white. Beth realized hearing a broadcast of the traders, there would be a doctor there… if a doctor wore a white coat…he was covered in white… the radio had also said something about him having a minor in communications and liking to tinker with electronics in his spare time, something that easily fit with why they could be sent to him.

    Beth had spent a few days prior going to stashes, collecting medical goods. They didn’t know what this man knew, if he even knew they were being sent to him. She’d heard about him in Miroslavl. Dr. Sova, another graduate from Harvard University. His father had been a doctor, the original Dr. Sova, a man she had wished she’d been able to meet. He had helped everyone, no matter who they were, no matter who hated them. He had been executed for being a real doctor to people who needed him, after treating Russian soldiers. She remembered treating Russian soldiers too on the East Airfield, how the man had been so confused as to why she was treating him like a human being. It had been a nice moment, remembering not everything in the world was awful.




    Jax was with her, they met Dr. Sova, he seemed nice, cheerful. Well, as cheerful as you could be under the camps circumstances. Jax had to step away to find a bathroom, Dr. Sova had to go get something from another spot nearby.

    She’d been on edge, looking around in fear, not knowing what to think or believe. The area was full of soldiers, several of them watching her closely. She smiled politely to them, then turned her gaze to the floor and tried to not make eye contact with anyone, looking bored and waiting. A group of three or four soldiers walked past her, she couldn’t quite remember.

    What she did remember, was them stopping Dr. Sova to talk. She hadn’t been trying to eavesdrop, they’d simply been around the corner and were speaking in normal tones, enough to be heard by her. They’d confirmed his identity and had told him they had a great respect for his father, even with his, more questionable beliefs. Sova had been quick to point out he did not exactly share those beliefs to the extend his father did. She knew they meant Russians. They gave their condolences, saying he had been a great man. That they hoped he would be just as good of a man. Sova was afraid, she could tell in his voice. The smooth, authorities voice speaking to him, was calm, pleasant even…only it had a tint of something she could easily identify. Threat.

    She couldn’t remember the exact wording, only that ‘they were going to call him because they needed him for something, and when they did…he’d better do as they said.’

    Jumping slightly, she looked up as a guard approached her, his posture the usual ‘on patrol’ and ‘taking no shit’. He asked her what she was doing standing by the small building they kept all the supplies. She quickly pointed to the large backpack she had brought and then to her stomach, which had a visible baby bump. She explained she was waiting for the Doctor, who had stepped away for a moment and told her to wait there. The man locked hard eyes with her for a moment, then realized she hadn’t been trying to get into the building or was doing anything suspicious. He nodded, and continued his route.

    Taking a nervous deep breath, she turned to see Dr. Sova returning. “Sorry about that miss! Now how can I help you?”




    They spoke politely, her saying she had brought supplies as she had heard he needed them, and that she had been hoping for a checkup if possible. She had left a small hint in her words, to see if he caught on. He didn’t. So, he hadn’t known who she was or why she was there.

    She asked if there was a radio technician in the trading camp. When he inquired, she explained that their radio’s had been acting funny lately. Jax had joined them by then, staying close to her. She felt better knowing he was there, and was very appreciative that her usually extremely loud, and talkative husband was listening to her request to let her do the talking this time.

    She tried to say they had been making funny noises, it made her think of something a friend had told her back in the states that phones made, like as if someone was recording. She laughed it off, saying it made no sense and just must be static, but wanted to get them checked out for any internal damage. Especially as they were encrypted.

    He hesitated and then locked eyes with her, his expression suddenly deadly serious. “You think you’re being listened to? Why would you think that?”

    An awkward smile was all she could come up with for a few seconds, before glancing around and then lowering her voice, “I…it….we just…we just had this weird man appear on our encrypted frequency one night….I have no idea who or how….going on in some gibberish….he said we were being listened to… it seems stupid you know? I just, thought maybe we should make sure nothing is damaged and some crazy man somehow had simply hacked our frequency.”


    He stared at her oddly for a moment, then his eyes lit up. “I have just the thing!”

    He turned and went into the shack, leaving her and Jax very confused. He returned seconds later with a large sea chest. Putting it down he opened it, inside was what looked like a hybrid of a radio and a walkie-talkie.

    “I developed these for a hospital I was working at, all the phones and communication, it was madness. My co-workers and I had the worst time trying to hear each other and not get interrupted, so I designed these. We tried to sell them, ended up being a horrible failure and lot of wasted money.”

    She frowned in response, “I think it’s a great idea…” She knew the same frustration from the hospitals she had been in too.

    He pointed and explained, “Each set is only made to be accessed by the same set, closed circuit, you understand?”


    Nodding, the terminology made her think of Markus Letter…she missed Markus. She was happy knowing he was off with Rain somewhere safe; the same camp Calandra was with her husband at. Both were staring their own families together. She wanted to visit them when it was safe to, they did get to talk on the radio sometimes though.

    “So…no outside frequencies?” Jaxon asked.

    “Correct Mr. Jaxon, they only use a line that is attached to each one, this set has eight. You’ve also brought a lot of supplies I can make good use of, I’d be happy to trade them all to you.” They traded the supplies as he continued, “You need to be checked out Mrs. Beth, but I’m afraid here is not so good, and I have to return to Miroslavl. But, I will make sure to come see you very soon!” She thanked him and gave him her radio frequency.

    As soon as they were done they went to a building a few streets away and took the radios out of the box, putting them into their backpacks, then hauled ass out of town. Thankfully when they stopped for the night, Kam and a new person she kept thinking was Kam (because they nearly wore the same skull clothing), assured them they were safe. They had left the area staggered, to ensure no one was following.




    It had been a few weeks, and Dr. Sova had finally gotten to her. Though him talking on her radio had been very odd… “And don’t worry! I have not been listening in this whole time!” He had laughed jokingly. It was a joke…but something didn’t feel right about him saying it. It unnerved her for some reason, she tried to shrug it off as nothing.

    Kruger, Nedved, Brandon, Castle and a few others got the encrypted radios. They had been keeping in contact, Beth having told them in person what had happened and their concerns.

    She was supposed to have met him near Kozlovka, a friend of Alpha Company had been kind enough to travel with her there, she’d have gotten lost otherwise and she knew it. She loved Alpha Co. They were like a breath of fresh air in a way. Something refusing to be tainted, where so many who came before had been.

    She’d also been avoiding towns and roads as much as possible. Sova then got on the radio and instructed her to a castle nearby which she got rather flustered about. That meant crossing field with a lot of infected, her gun didn’t have a silencer, and she especially didn’t want anyone to hear the shots. Why hadn’t he told her earlier? She’d have had time to go around…




    Well, that had gone as badly as she figured it would have. She’d almost gotten to the other side, then was jumped by about three. She’d gone running into the woods, bolting in various directions and finally took them out…only to realize she had no idea where she was, nothing familiar around her, lost a good amount of her supplies, and it was getting too dark to see….

    Sova was not happy with her...then again, she wasn’t happy with him either. Thank gods she wore a ballistic helmet and plating under her clothing. They arranged to meet the next day at a lake above Stary.

    She’d managed to get there early, she’d told her friends the change of place, she knew better. You always, always told someone your destination, when you reached it, and when you left.

    That’s how she ended up under the tree. While the day was beautiful… the terms Sova had set, made her very uneasy. Alone. No one nearby, alone. That didn’t at all sound suspicious as hell. Then again, she’d made the same request to people… so she’d picked a spot and was looking for any possible trouble.

    Her radio crackled to life.

    “Mrs Beth?”

    Hitting the PTT she responded.

    “I’m here, at location, where are you?”

    “Um… I apologize but I need you to come to the castle near the lake. Also if you get lost again, I’m leaving.”

    Beth wanted to slam her head into the ground…and yell at him... she made sure not to.

    “…you need to tell me where that is…blame the infected for last time, and please stop moving the damn location!”

    “Apologies, Mrs. Beth, but you know how these things can go.”

    She grumbled then listened to his instructions, checking her map. Making sure to look around and make sure nothing was off.

    Getting to her feet she jogged a bit, slowing to a walk as she got out of breath. She would be happy when she could get back to long distance running and not feel like she was going to die seconds after.

    Looking around she spotted a tower in the distance, and checking the map went straight towards it. She kept pausing to look around and ahead of her, making sure she didn’t see anyone else hiding around the woods.

    “Almost there.”

    She stopped to eat something quickly and drink some water, catching her breath a bit and studying up the hill, then started to climb the steep hill.


  8. 13 hours ago, Tewudin said:

    The issue with that sentiment is that not everyone uses Discord or at least not everyone uses our community discord. In other words, it would be really hard to apply to all players simply because not everyone can be contacted that way. Just saying, wanted to throw a few of my cents here.

    I did not say anything about discord. I meant people need to talk and communicate period

  9. Will post later if I have time to write it out. I think this is a good idea and something that has needed to be done for a long time, the problem is it has to be players in general, not just groups. Because not everyone is in a group and they shouldn't get a freebie card for it. Def would be good for leaders to talk things out, but needs to be applied to all players.

  10. 50 minutes ago, Roland said:

    That will result in a lot of people, not only medics, running around with red cross armband or people pretending they are medics in firefights and what not to not get shot. I'd very much prefer to reserve it to a specialized medical group that actually focuses on medical RP, that way the red cross armband retains its importance and meaning.

    As a medic player, I appreciate the want to not let it just be used by anyone for those purposes. People pretending to be officials or other groups is extremely frustrating. We do already have the same issues with the UN gear though.

     Perhaps the medic one needs to be something that an admin has to check the character page to ensure the person is okay to wear it before allowing it to be purchased? Case by case basis, to me that would make the most sense. that way it is ensured that only medics get it, but people who are just as important as groups are not left out.

    My ch as you know, is an extremely accomplished surgeon, I've been waiting for an armband excitedly to show that. But I'm in a group that is not considered a 'medical' group, because we tried that, and you know what happened. Does that mean my ch is quitting being a dr? hell no. She's just not in a place to do it as frequently. I still want her to be just as visible (while wearing the outfits I like IC) as any other doctor, and I think anyone playing doctors should have that right, not just groups. Some people have reasons for not being in doctors groups et. it does not devalue them as ic medical staff, but it feels like only giving groups the options are unfair and devaluing them. 

    The other issue is using variations, while that is entirely possible, the point of medical armbands is for them to be easily identified by anyone, meaning they need to be the same.

    49 minutes ago, Ender said:

    100% AGREED The Red cross armband should not be tied to just one single group. there are so many characters out in the wasteland that are medical personalle that are not tied to a single group to limit their ability to use such a icon that is the most used symbol for medicine would be wrong imo.


    Also I believe there was actually some legal issues with the red cross in the past. I've seen a few reports here and there where games and companies had to recently patch out their use of a red cross for a blue H, red H or a pill icon because of copyright infringement. I dont think it'll be any issue but i just want to make sure @Roland is aware of it



    From my quick google searches it seems the redcross symbol was trademarked by the "American red cross" organisation.

    Thank you! 

    Good points...so lets see..



    the drawing or foreign registration shows the symbol in red;

    the drawing is not in color, but the specimen shows the symbol in red; or

    the drawing is not in color, but it includes the wording Red Cross or Geneva Cross.

    While not making 100% sense, there is an extremely easy way to do this.... RED armband with a WHITE cross. Now, the problem is that this is the flag of Switzerland..



    but copyright infringement is not something anyone wants to get in trouble for. at the same time, we've already been using it along with items in the game... I doubt putting it on an armband is going to be that problematic. 

    The other thing is that dayz itself uses the patch...so maybe they have permission or something? I don't know, but its already used in game.


  11. @Roland I would like to please request that a medic armband (like w red cross) be open to everyone and in shop. The reason being- yes there are medic groups, but there are PCs who are medics who may not be in those groups, who are just as important ic.

    red cross is a distinct symbol for any medical person to easily allow themselves to be seen, and should not (if it has been) only be allowed to groups.

    I would suggest being able to have custom armbands for medical groups to distinguish them, but red cross for everyone, or if their ch history is medical

  12. I said it the last time this came up, and I will say it again...maybe someone will actually pay attention and think about it instead of going on the defensive and bitching me out, or completely throwing what I say out of context.


    People are here to RP, yes PVP is a part of RP. The problem, is when people are running around the map because people are hiding, and then blaming us has...you need to stop and think.

    Do you really think we want to be spending our time hiding and moving around in secret? because the answer is hell no we don't

    Your ACTIONS are having CONSEQUENCES. I've had so many instances of IC being lectured by lots of people with machine guns surrounding me about 'how things aren't fair', 'your actions have consequences and you made us upset', 'suck it up bitch', 'the worlds not fair'  blah blah. Yet, the second the tables are turned where the same people are not getting what they want, everything is not fair, not okay, and unacceptable. 

    If you really were in a world like this, where people would just jump you, beat you up, shoot you, et. you'd be stupid to NOT hide. The people doing that, would be killed as threats quickly, and could not just re-spawn.  

    The last time this happened in a thread, everyone was bitching out the people who were hiding out and 'ruining' rp. Then saying that no one had ever explained the problem.... the issue was that a lot of people had expressed frustration and trying to nicely criticize the problem. The responses were 'thanks for feedback f u,'  'sorry your opinions don't matter' , and ' everyone is being a bunch of whiners'.

    The feedback had been given and was ignored. Never once, did anyone actually decided 'maybe I should actually look at this like I'm part of the problem with what I'm doing, and maybe I have to take responsibility and do something to help this get better.' 

    I'm not saying, and I've never said [contrary to popular belief and my words getting twisted the fuck up beyond recognition to what I originally said or meant ] that pvp stop or people should change everything about it. I'm saying its obvious that only one side is actually having any fun, and people need to step up their game in making it fun and interesting for everyone.  You can be bad guys in lots of different ways, why are you not having a turf war with another group who obviously wants to start fights too? Because its too easy to just go after the people who want nothing to do with it? Hmm, I wonder why people are hiding... 

    I've also thankfully had some really good hostile rp recently, because people were making sure I wasn't just getting stomped into the ground or some bs, they actually were being people, with humanity and effect, and going with it. It made it a lot more enjoyable to me as a player instead of just getting screamed at, my stuff being taken 'because someone needs it more' and tossing me out or trying to cut me up or whatever. 


    32 minutes ago, Ender said:

    the only ones complaining about gear are the ones that are in this server for the wrong reasons. They are the ones that signed up to what they believe is a No KOS server not a RP server.

    Gear doesnt matter at all. What i want is to be able to enjoy hostilities. take me hostage and actually entertain me. the bullshit thats been going on is not fun for anyone but the initiators thats it. People have completely forgot that its supposed to be fun for both parties. At the end of it You're either, 1. missing a few arms, teeth and eyes for reasons of they were bored, 2. in your underwear, or 3. have some impossible deal that you now need to give them 8 guns three times a week or you'll be fucked into next century. essentially ruining all possibilities to RP period turning you into a loot slave to the hostile Rpers or a torture pig for them. no inbetween. (Other than hiding in corners of the map)

    This is the shit that's stale there's no fun in it.

    ^^^^^^^^ all of this


  13. 4 hours ago, BorisRP said:

    I meet @RogueSolace a few days ago was some good rp. It was a bit akward robbing a pregnant lady and getting educated but the rp was good


    @GalloWB Good group

    Thank you! I had a lot of fun with that too! LOL it made it way more interesting and the interaction had a lot more humanity in it which was really nice

  14. @Phatal Here are some clarifications for you and staff

    The one test was done using the system designed by @Mark and @Taryn for XSB-1, there was no current loremaster to go to at the time, though we had been sending info to major, who became LM again right after. We told him we rped it (we did) and he okayed it for the one time, but said afterward it became unstable, like the virus mutated or something, moving us back to investigation. and none of us are giving anyone a questionable drug when we’re not mostly sure it wont hurt them

    any current attempts with medications are put through @Major before any rp is attempted. Major also gave description of pavlovo hospital, and was included in all rp chats involving the basement

    Im not sure if I met @BreadERP directly, but i did meet with other members of second response team several times, and ended up talking on radio to @BreadERP quite a bit. We intended to meet but did not get the chance. 

    When I called for assistance, he forwarded the call ic to @jdizzel97 and alpha co (as UN2were about to archive, and he’d been trying to get me w alpha co anyways). Alpha co responded and have apparently added keeping an eye on me when able to their list. Not a priority i believe, you would have to ask jdizzle

    In regards to the medical personnel- this was 100% IC PC interaction and working together, sorry if it sounded like i meant the major units, its a few people, several who are taking breaks atm or quit. Research has been ongoing ic for the past year.

    WHO 1st response-

    Dr Tyrus Mason @Mason26

    Viral defense league 

    eric grives  @Mark

    hans runkel- @Xzwen 

    Viktor Ivanov @Cosmo

    UN were mostly guards like @Heathen on Kjartain and Dimirti who is no longer on site

    We also had @Lindse help 🙂


    the whole being hunted thing is 100% @Major, you would have to talk to him for any details as he’s the one who tossed that at us and we don’t really know what’s going on at all

    please let me know if there any more questions I can help you with 🙂

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