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  1. Hi there. My names Greg. As you can tell I'm new, just thought I'd introduce myself. Hope to meet y'all in game and have some fun RP. Please be gentle lol.
  2. *Having dozed off from a nap, the man is awoken by the voice on the radio. He wakes him self up and begins transmitting* Well it's nice to meet you. Thanks for the info I will keep that in mind. Hope to see you around some time... Hopefully not because I need medical aid. *He chuckles and then the radio goes silent*
  3. *Sitting at a table, the man rummages through his backpack looking to see if he picked up a radio along his travels. He finds the radio in the bottom of the bag. Turns it on, smacks it a couple times and begins transmitting.* Uhh... Hello... Is this thing on?. Fucking hope so. Anyway, Hello! My name is Greg. I uh don't really know why I'm talking on here I guess I was just bored and figured a little conversation never hurt no one. Uhmm... So. I haven't really been around... Basically living in a mine since this whole thing started, but ya know food runs out and I need to find if people I knew before are still alive. Anyway I guess the big question is where to avoid, and who to avoid? I'm not wanting any trouble with anyone, I just want to live out the rest of my days and get answers to the questions I have. A second less important question I guess is where people are... In a broad term I guess. I don't want to be living out here and get cabin fever ya' know?. It'd be nice to make some acquaintances and shit like that. Anyway, sorry for rambling. Have a good one. *He stops transmitting and sets the radio down on the table to listen. He pulls out a can of tuna and begins eating.*
  4. I had always been interested in the country of Chernarus. Call me a fool, but their relationship with the outside world always fascinated me. I had followed the conflict between Chernarus and Russia back in 2009. When that ended and I saw the possibility Chernarus had to rebuild. I wanted to be a part of that. Having worked on a few mining rigs for coal and oil back in America, and knowing that I could do nothing to advance my life in that country due to the big companies already having a hold on the market. I decided to move to Chernarus and see what I could make of myself. In 2010 myself, my wife, and my two kids packed up our house and moved to Svetlojarsk to be close to the mountains. It wasn't exactly and easy start. We didn't speak a lick of the language and we had no money. Most people said we were the stupidest people around to do what we did, and looking back in hindsight. I agree. I didn't know then what I know now. I'm getting ahead of myself. For a few years after we moved I managed to find a job working in the mountains just north of Svet that paid decently enough to support my family. Me and my family began to learn the language and the culture and started to enjoy living their. My children went to school in Severograd and my wife landed a teaching job their to be able to be close to the kids. Years go by and we are as happy as can be. I had managed to move up the ranks at my company, and my wife and kids were happy. Life was good up until the summer of 2017. The summer of 2017 is something I will never forget. Everything seemed fine it was business as usual. Then we heard on the T.V. about the evacuation of towns near Severograd. We didn't think anything of it until the bombing and raids started. We didn't know what was going on. We didn't understand why the Russians and Chehanrussians were bombing each other. This continued and soon we heard about military personal attacking Severograd, but something was off about them. They were burnt and limbs were missing but they didn't seem to care. At this point I knew I had to get my family out of town till everything settled down, which it never did. We tried going south to Berezino because we heard rumors about ships leaving and thought that would be a good idea to get on one of those ships. That's when hoards of those things started to invade the city and all hell broke loose. I got separated from my wife and kids in the confusion and somehow ended up back up North where I luckily found my boss. I tried to get him to help me find them, but he gave me news that to this day I still can't understand. He said, "they're already gone." I refused to believe him and started to get manic. He was able to get me under control and for my own good he took me to a shelter he had set up in one of our old mines. There we waited for news of anything good but nothing ever came. We stayed in the mine for about a year. Only going out when we needed food or supplies. For that year I never gave up the hope that my family was alive. Even now I still believe they're out there and I need to find them. My name is Greg, and this is my story.