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  1. The photo studio I work at forced me to stay alone and watch the place until the owner got back due to lack of keys and hierarchy. I had finished my work for the day and had NOTHING to do... they told me to find something to keep me busy so I created a character lol. 


  2. Brian Valance

    Prologue Born into a troubled life with a single mother and father who was imprisoned for armed robbery, he grew up raising himself with the other hoodlums in the ghettos of Westside Jacksonville. Being quick was a necessity as well as mobility. He would venture into restricted urban areas with others when he was young and make graffiti murals on the walls of abandoned buildings/train yards/ anything. While developing a passion for street art and exploration throughout his teen years, he became more talented and expanded his artistic mediums eventually branching out into photography. With proper planning and discipline he would be able to form a small crew of street hustlers with various skills, the best of all which was acquiring funds, automobiles or items. Upon finishing high school he knew the only way to any proper career was to pay for it himself, so he began doing everything he could with his friends in order to save and pay the way. From back alley robberies to knocking over local convenient stores, no one was safe. It wasn't until a few stores later that he would get tired of the small time and discover he had a natural skill developed for sneaking and burglary. Over time he would develop decent skills with a lock pick and for a few years he would work his way into private homes of the wealthy and steal specific items for buyers accordingly as well as whatever would add to his finances. With a strange gift of life's luck, he was able to stay out of trouble for the most part of his life and remain uncaught.. although many of his friends weren't so lucky. One day while trekking through the streets of downtown, he is crossing an intersection and while looking down at a Juxtapoz magazine when he gets struck by a car and injured severely. After being in a coma for seven months he awakens in a hospital to find he had to get reconstructive shoulder surgery due to a post labrum tear and rotator disc/cuff displacement. While spending his time in the hospital, lawyers worked accordingly and after about a year of physical therapy and recovery training, he was able to move around and be somewhat mobile again. Due to it being the drivers fault crossing when he had the right of way, a cash settlement was offered with the case and with all of his medical bills and 'pain and suffering' factored in, he would knew he should fight for more since he should be getting quite a lot. In the end after a few more weeks passed, it came out to a quarter of a million USD and even with 1/3 in lawyer fees taken out he would have more than enough to stop what he was doing and start a new life. Maybe even start that career. After several weeks of intense thought he decided to travel with his camera throughout Europe to enjoy life and reflect on the fact that he was still alive. Landing in Ceska Lipa was to mark the official start of his journey. He had an Uncle that lived in the rural area just west of there where he could stay. When he was younger this was the man responsible for showing him how to handle hunting rifles and pistols sufficiently at a young age. The place was striking similar to his Uncle's old home in Gainesville, Florida. It seemed as if he had picked everything up and just placed it into another country. What was at first supposed to be a few days turned into a couple months at the estate. While there, he was relearning the basics of hunting and foraging as well as the grittier part of skinning and butchering. It was different from his city surroundings and interesting to photograph the local wildlife when he wasnt out hunting it. Knowing of his love for abandoned places and photos, his uncles suggests they take a train to an area even more west of them called Chenarus, he stated that they could touch down in a city called Chernogorsk and check out some local pub nightlife as well as see the remains of some old medieval castles in the area... apparently there were a lot of them. They reserve a spot at a hostel and proceed on the train westward. The city itself almost reminded him of Jacksonville in a way with it's railway system going all throughout, much like the monorail he was used to frequenting back at home. It basically meant the tracks would be the epicenter of where everything was happening, he would take note of this and keep it in mind. While checking into the hostel they begin organizing their things and his camera gear. He gets into a heated conversation that escalates rather quickly with his uncle about past business and ends up storming out and walking alone on the street. With his camera, enough funds and a few snacks he would be good for the day to do his own thing and let his uncle cool down at a local bar. His family had a history of having big mouths and attitude problems so distance was the best thing for both of them. He hops on the first bus north to a spot known as the 'Tooth Castle'. On the ride out he notices a lot of medical vehicle traffic going in and out of the city. Every other car was either an emergency vehicle or something of the sort. The people on board are speaking mostly in languages he cant understand. Trying his luck with english on the driver he asks to know what is happening and the driver tells him in a half broken English dialect that "there have been a lot of assault cases as well as missing persons. Its not really safe to be out after dark for the time being." Now he was used to a rough crowd and the shady streets but apparently this was something different... "People are starting to get sick for some reason. Some even violent and have ended in shootings" the driver added. They continue further north up the road, more and more emergency first response vehicles passing with a few military looking vehicles. What was happening? Hopefully it was nothing. Upon arriving to Tooth Castle, dusk was starting to set in. It was nearly empty aside from the fact that there were more emergency vehicles at the visitors center. It appeared someone was being taken out on a stretcher with a busted bloody leg, hopefully it was just a wreck less mistake. He grabs a map of the local trails and as well as a full map of chenarus that was readily available for free at the desk. Proceeding up to the castle trail, a feeling of comfort and relaxation take over with being in the woods again. Getting a feel for the area before beginnning to take more photos, he ventures around to the outer defensive wall of the castle and overhears a few people talking. It appears they are making fun of a drunken homeless man who seemed to have wandered into the area and was begging for food. He had dealt with many of these folk in Jacksonville and had usually just ignored them. Noticing that the man is beyond belligerently wasted, he decides to mind his own business and start touring through the ruins. Walking away and up stairs into the interior of one of the castle tower, he overhears them say of how the bum bit some guy trying to ask him a question, he connects it with the man on the stretcher. As he reaches the top of the tower, suddenly a scream ensues and he races to the edge and looks down to see the homeless man attacking the same group of people that were making fun of him. Figuring they just took it too far with a drunk and offended him, he disregards it as anything serious and begins to turn way until there's blood drawn during the fight. The bums face messy, it was hard to tell from his distance but it had seemed like the man was biting people and scratching at everyone. Multiple gunshots are then heard from the south of his location as well as one below him at the small group he was just witnessing. The security guard stationed at the castle had come and they had shot the homeless man, what were the other gunshots? He watches in awe as the man continues to attack after the first shot is fired, struggling to grab his camera in time to document the incident, he notices its on low battery and lets out a small sigh. From out of the woods more homeless, disheveled looking folk were appearing and attacking the security officer. It looked like there were only a few of them but only one armed security guard. It seemed as if they were almost attracted to sound of his gunshot due to him being the center of attention. More chaos ensued as the attack continued. He knew that leaving would just be the best option and that security officer needed help. What was happening in this country.. had the people gone mad? A strange gurgling sound was then heard from outside of the passageway leading to his area in the castle. Without even a warning, a person rushes into the room and he's face to face with someone that just looks like bad news. Torn clothing, bruised skin and a bloody face forces itself on top of him and knocks him over.. camera falling out of his hands and onto the ground. The smell of the man's breath is putrid and he's getting more than enough of it in his face as he's holding on the mans neck attempting to prevent from being bitten. While holding the old man back and trying to reason with him he notices the man has severe cataracts in his eyes, beyond that of normal elderly people. With only a few seconds passing and his mind racing a mile a minute, he decides that it was either him or the old man at this point, unfortunately someone was going to die. He grabs his DSLR camera and begins pummeling it into the side of the old mans head to the point of inducing weakness in order to overpower him. He flips over and begins slamming the camera into the mans head until no more movement is happening. So much for a low profile and a relaxing vacation. He proceeds to stand and leave the small castle room he's in when in a freak accident he slips on some of the blood around him and hits the back of his head on the steps leading to a small concussion. He is out cold for what seemed like days, but it could have just been hours. Birds are the first thing heard as he awakens. It was day now, no one was at the castle, not even employee personnel, medical staff or even any of the tourist or homeless he had seen before. Only the one that lay before him now. Seeing his camera had luckily only ruinined the lense and not the body. He grabs the remains and moves on. There was no signal, the lines at the office were dead. There seemed to be no vehicles but he knew the hostel was just south of there and decided to just hike it until he could hitch a ride. He had to find his Uncle and tell him what happened, they had to leave this place. He looks back at the castle one more time as he walks down the road, still shaken and uncertain about what was going on. But all he knew was that he killed a man.. and he was ok with that... This Journey is already starting to be crazier than expected... To Be Continued... -always WIP-
  3. Odium Brotherhood

    This looks awesome and like a lot of good effort was put into it. I hope to see it flourish one day because 'disorder' RP deserves some real ones
  4. With all these warning from Elon Musk about AI recently it's got me wondering what AI experiment has gone horribly wrong.

  5. The movie we will never get to see ;-;

    This would be a great group idea... basically like a Tropic Thunder type scenario with actors and film crew stuck out in the woods for a bit and they think its all part of the movie at first.
  6. Arma 3 DLC's are startin to annoy me, although Laws of War seems neat

    1. Samti


      I have a feeling even more DLC's are incoming

  7. If there was a universal font for sarcasm, it would prevent a lot of miscommunication.

  8. Meanwhile at Walmart in Florida


  9. Been gone for too long with IRL issues and I'm finally gonna be getting some DayZ time in this next upcoming week. Sorry for flaking out peoples

    1. Western

      I'll text you later about some things 

    1. Samti



    2. Skyline

      Old school kinda noname actor. he had alot of small roles but was in Swordfish and Black Hawk Down. Used his image for one of my old characters.

  10. The Stable

    I like the concept you've got going on. Information is key and knowledge is power! ..plus I always enjoy a good club/pub scene. Will be interested in checking out this 'menu' of yours.
  11. Tomorrowland 2017 - Live

    With me being in the US I have to constantly deal with not being able to make it lol.. It would be quite the investment considering my flight so would have to plan accordingly. I've attended/worked different music festivals for almost a decade now around the US from Coachella, Wakarusa, Roo and more for multiple years and have always heard great things About Tomorrowland and wanted to go... It's definitely on my bucket list. The US's version 'TomorrowWorld" was sadly a huge disappointment due to improper planning and weather but eh it happens... I plan on making it one day over there to experience the real thing.
  12. Finally figured out the profile music secret.. 155353_105437259528901_4797150_n.jpg.c8dfb14f41be2d204df5f86e8afb53aa.jpg ..now I can rest

  13. Impersonations

    I can agree with that..I believe the people that use military groups for their 'backstory' but aren't truly involved or participating with the actual group itself should just be roleplayed as those that went AWOL... unless perhaps an older character that served a good decade or something and was honorably discharged. In a scenario like this when there is a call to arms I'm sure everyone on active duty or enlisted will be needed. To not answer the call is like a form a treason and maybe should be treated as so...? just a thought because ALOT of people seem to use it for a backstory so lets give them some realism into it