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Rogério SkyLab

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  1. I recently got into the server again, and noticed people going straight to Lopatino to find RP and all that juicy stuff, but when I got there, everything I get is people just sitting, not talking at all, and some random ass meme-ing from time to time. Not to mention the randos shooting their guns a few hundred meters off the city, which makes everyone panic for at most 10 seconds, and then return to normal stance. So uhhhhhhh... what are you gonna do? Y'all find it boring to stay around looking at each other, yelling "I WANT TO TRADE THIS" or just simply scavenging for better gear that isn't really gonna solve the "boring" issue. That's what you find useful for the ending of this problem? I've read in some thread that everything people do in Lopatino is sit around and sing kumbaya, but I haven't even seen that. Of course, everything I'm going to say doesn't apply to everyone, but it sure as hell applies to a load of people: I tried to talk with some of the people in the city (There was about 8 players there), and he was very nice. We talked a little, got a small trade going, I hinted on the recent attack to the settlement and he talked with me about it. Nice stuff. Then I moved to the center of town, where pretty much total silence was to be found. I tried talking to two guys who were standing there, and they didn't even respond. One person was 'trying' to RP, but most of the conversations ended with him saying "Yeah...". The "Oh, what's your name?", "What you doing today?", and all that cheesiness of the good old Campfire RP are just missing. You can't head into a trading post, where people trade and talk, and not expect to Campfire RP. That's why it's fucking boring, because people don't talk. There are multiple reasons for that: Paying too much attention to TS3, not giving a fuck about other people's stories, being a jackass in general, etc... So we can't just fix it. But I'd guess people can at least try to, well, you know, role-play every now and then, instead of sitting on a random corner and screaming "IT'S SO BORING OUT HERE" every ten god damn seconds. If you're too immersed on your TS3 conversation, just mute it or leave the game, because your character standing there, static, staring into the abyss, isn't adding to the general role-play. If you're so egocentric to the point that you only care about your own character development, then you shouldn't be playing RP after all. Other people's stories matter. You're not the main character of DayZRP's Lore, and there's a big chance you'll never be, so step down a little and start treating others like actual characters, not just NPCs. And if you're a jackass, just stop it. Honestly, I couldn't care less if you like or dislike what this essay of mine had to say, but the behavior I've seen is truly saddening. There's no point in criticizing the server for being boring if everything you do all day is loot, complain and shitpost. If you're not looking for a solution, or suggesting a way to make things better, you don't have the right to talk shit about the community or the server. That's not how criticism and feedback works. Pretty much that, folks. I would suggest that large groups staged more player-made events, more hostile-ish groups would be made, and new takes on the aspect of a group would be tried (Such as scrappers, mad-max style), but it seems that everything that I suggest just goes unnoticed, so I'll leave it to the big and colored names. Have a good one!
  2. Rogério SkyLab

    The Facts About DayZ .63

    That's what I call content
  3. Rogério SkyLab

    Official Football World Cup 2018 Thread

    GO BRAZIL #ACopaÉNossa #100%Jesus #Hexa
  4. Sorry that I've wasted all my BeanZ already, but here, have a cat for that post: Kimmy just said everything I've tried to explain but in a easier way. Just listen to these wise words.
  5. Just to clarify, I'm not picking on your group. Honestly, I should be the last person to criticize you, since I haven't even seen you IG yet. I'm just taking what people said in consideration and making up something over it. If I'm wrong, my apologies, but the fact that people can't simply rise against you is true. Three main things are major obstacles: Rules, FPS and the fact that you are simply PvP gods. If you are indeed trying to help the general RP, props to you, keep on it, but never settle. Don't even think that "oh, this is fine. We'll stick to it" idea, and stop evolving your group and characters. Role-play must have constant change, otherwise it gets boring, as we see right now. I acknowledge that I'm a campfire rp nerd, and I can't do much against your skills, but everything I've said in this thread has not been intended to be hostile towards anyone or any group. I'm trying to offer suggestions and ways for us to improve. I know most of these won't work in your views, because of many reasons, but that's how I brainstorm. Just throw a bunch of ideas on the table, and you guys can pick and choose which one is good and which one should be shot and thrown over the window. I'm just trying to help here. Last thing I want is to get into a conflict with someone, since that wouldn't get us anywhere. I love DayZRP and want it to go forwards, but not at the cost of more role-players like in the past. Instead of us working so hard into trying to defy the fellow members and their words, why don't we join and try to find a common solution and apply it to the server?
  6. Anarchy are, by what I see, the kings of the hill right now, so they might as well do something other than meetups. I see that you are trying to regulate whatever is going on around the area you own, but as far as I've read, it isn't working, so just try something new. Maybe you calm down and stop being hostile and be friendly to the traders in order to get more sweet dank deals? Or perhaps you get angrier and just destroy all relations, proving that you have total control over South Zagoria. Many things can spawn out of your group, you just need to start it. There's no point in raising a militia to fight against a group of people that will just dome you on the spot. I can't fight because my computer won't let me, even if my skills to go full on FPS were the same as when I was 13, I would not be able to go PvP with you. Even if all stars aligned, and I was suddenly able to raise a big ass group to fight you, it would just be PvP again, and the whole concept behind talking things out would vanish away. And tell me, after destroying the opposing force, what would you do? Go back to Lopatino and sit around again? Make sure that no civilian is ever armed, bringing another wave of rebellion, followed by another, and another, until your killstreaks are so high you could be Chuck Norris's son? This staleness isn't a product of lack of hostile behavior directly, but a lack of ideas from our colective minds to end it. We don't need people with guns shoot each other, as weirder as it sounds, we need people with guns threatening to shoot each other. That's the role-play experience. The threat of a war that wouldn't benefit anyone. We ought to have a cold war, otherwise things will just keep on being boring. I'm guessing people just aren't afraid to go PvP by one of two reasons: Full confidence in their skills or the lack of fear for death, since they'll just respawn, grab some gear from the enormous amounts of stashes away M4s, and go back to the fight. In the end, everything we need is tension, and that's precisely what's lacking. @The Traveler brings a great point when it comes to Plot Hooks. Everyone can do those. Every single one of y'all can help with these. If the LMs join in, oh god what a blessing it would be.
  7. Every single time I came back to DayZRP I tried something different. Would it be some sort of video series to spice things up, a new type of character, or even some small scale event to draw out people's attention, but it seemed like gave a single shit about these ideas. It could be for a various array of reasons: Me not having a colored name, me not having enough friends to upvote my idea, the idea itself being bad, etc... But I can assure you, I put a lot of hours behind these ideas and creations of mine, so I guarantee you it's not because of quality. I've done my part more than enough times to try and make things different. I've done groups, joined events, participated on meetings, gave my opinions and suggestions on the forums, and even shared the DayZRP experience with other players, including my own country's DayZ community, which started a server of it's own. So the last thing one can say about me is that I haven't done shit to try and fix the situations we have seen over and over on this server. However, I can't do miracles. I can't force people to enjoy what I suggest, or support what I make. I hoped for that, but found out people didn't care. Even now I'm trying to do something else. As said before, I'm planning a small scaled event, since I won't be around for more than a month, to try and do something around the place, and liven up the server while I still can try, but if y'all don't want to help and prefer being passive-agressive on the forums about a real problem, I can't do jack shit.
  8. So I left for a few weeks... Probably months... Mostly due to the fact that I was studying like an ancestral monk deprived of any and all freedom go outside live life or do anything other than read books and write subjects. I managed to pass on some exams, and conquered the dream I had to go to Med School. Somehow I did it. Probably because I'm a huge nerd. Anyway, I'm eager to know if the large scale passive-agressive behavior has grown or stopped around the forums and game. Hope it's the second option, tbh. Tired of so many random shitposting against staff and ignoring white-names (like me) around this place. So yeah, I'm back to do some good old ARRRRRrrrrrrrrrPE with my UN character, just to spice things up, in the hopes that people don't hate us yet, not that most people care, but I have my unending optimism that this free month I have until my classes start again will be filled with random ass role-playing in Stary Sobor and all that classic stuff. Cheers everyone
  9. I wasn't being hostile, or referring to anyone. These were simple examples, nothing more. Cool, so we have a few events. That's nice, if you ask me, but we could have a lot more. It's not a recent thing that many players suggest new ideas constantly, only to be overlooked by others. Back before-wipe, I saw tons of new event ideas from some friends of mine, alongside many event ideas from people I didn't even know. I always tried my best cheer it up, to see if anyone would help them, but then again, people just don't seem to care that much when its a whitename that doesn't know many people. Anyway, let up remind ourselves that, even though I might have gone to the wrong place at the wrong time, and based off this topic on it, it doesn't mean that the idea behind it is wrong. RP is stale some time, if not most of the time, so lets do the following: Instead of constantly reminding me that I should've came in another time, or did this or that, let us address the larger issue I pointed that is the lack of interesting things to do overall, and how to spice things up, even if just a little bit. I admit my mistake of judging things too early, but now seeing that this is an active issue even then, we should try and solve it, no? As said by many people, hostile RP got fucked up by the amount of rules and etc... I was a huge defender when it came to regulating the ridiculous amount of hostile rp, because what I found out is that their RP, or at least the one I was having, was pretty much kidnap > move to somewhere > ask questions > take some stuff > leave some stuff > mark you for some reason > leave > repeat. Hell, my character got through it twice after-wipe, and it was just the same thing. But now I see that EVEN THAT would be more entertaining. Sure, we have one, two or even three hostile groups on the server, but then again, how many of them are actively hostile? How many of then constantly bring fear to the community, instead of simply anger or even cringe? And just as a reminder, people shouldn't be scared to lose their gear, but to lose their life, so work around that. I've seen the new group idea that would be kinda working like SVR and ZBOR, disarming people of their military grade weapons, and giving then civilian ones. I find that rather interesting, and would love such a thing. It's not, as I said, fear for life, but the fact that a bunch of slavic men just came out of the woods with their guns up would scare the balls out of me. Eventually, they would become a huge nuisance for people, so their would gather on and fight them (They should at least). If that's not a interesting concept, I don't know what is. I just feel like the community as a whole needs to be more proactive. I personally can't do much because I only have, what? One month since I have to ditch out again? So there's no point in starting something I can't finish, although I am thinking of a smaller scale event, and trying to get it to work on my mind. But it worries me that it might just be ignored, again. And now, a friendly reminder, just in case: Let's keep this thread family friendly so it doesn't get locked or removed.
  10. I did get in game for few hours, but out of the time I spent looking for people, I only met these players. Seemed like the other ones I found on the road weren't keen on having a conversation, so they just kept running leaving me unanswered. And as stated, I'm not saying everyone's suffering from this, nor am I saying that everyone's causing this, but everyone can help to solve. That's the main point of the thread. I did play earlier, and didn't get much as well. I'll check back in this weekend and see if this is still running. If not, I'll admit my mistake, but the message is still right. As I said to Taryn, the point of that wall of text is for the people to help solve this problem I wasn't the one calling everything boring. Guess I should add quote marks on the title for this confusion not to happen again. And I'm pretty sure I had plenty of people in the city to make this analysis. Once again, I haven't and won't assume that every single time of the day is like this, but this serves as a call-out for people to help bump things up when it is. Back few months ago, I was complaining about the massive scale of hostile rp, and how ridiculous it was for people not in groups to enjoy role-playing, since everyone was just running away from the bad guys in the most secluded places of all, but I never asked for the server to have what? One group that is actively hostile to players? I loved when we had the entire ZBOR vs Chedaki cheese going on before-wipe, alongside the Masquerade doing their stuff aswell. Problem isn't the amount of hostile rp, but the quality of it. However, that was the main problem after the wipe, so there is some meaning behind the entire "lack of hostilities" after all. Back then (Before-wipe) I did invest a lot of time on a group to oppose the entire "banditry" stuff, but it never got 'up there' due to the lack of support from other members. I've done my part by being part of the UN aswell, for a long time. When I got my new PC I also made a 'bad-guy' character, something I had not done after we switched to Standalone for a long time, but I can't really fight with this other computer I'm using, so what's the point of being hostile if I can't join firefights at all? I know there are multiple types of ways to role-play with a hostile behavior, but when I tried it, nobody seemed to give a damn. Why would they now, when we have even less support? Also, let's not forget this is not a hate thread gentleman. I'm not shit-talking others, nor am I saying that the community is bad in any way. I'm hinting out ways to help with this stagnant role-play, in the hopes you can help me develop the idea. I can't do miracles, nor do I have 24 hours to play the game like some people seem to have, but I'm giving my thoughts the way I can in order to try and move from this bad stage we are right now with role-playing overall. I'm also not standing tall with pride saying "I'm always right". No. I'm open to ideas, and I might be wrong about a lot of things, but nobody can deny that this is happening as we speak, and it will continue happening, even if at small scale, after this thread is done for. It rests upon us to try and help it or not.
  11. Rogério SkyLab

    Quote(s) To Describe Your Character?

    "You mind shutting up so I can do my thing?"
  12. *Helden would switch his radio on and off, thinking of a good enough message to send out into the world. As he finally thought of something, his eyes widened, and he stuck his finger on the now 'on' device, going straight for the transmission button. You would hear the wind passing and some crickets in the background.* "Hey, so... How are y'all going? I guess... Name's Tatch, and I'd really love some information on whats going on around South Zagoria right now. I've been out of this place for some time, but it seems like it just keeps attracting me back. Anyone has any tips on where to find some 'safe-ish' place to stay? Which people to avoid? What places not to go? Anything could be useful really." *He would take a long breath before continuing* "I'm just looking for somewhere to rest and talk to, well, you know, fellow human beings. If there's any group of people out there in need of someone with medical expertise, I'm also here to help. I'm just tired of wandering around alone in the look for something to do. Guess we all have that feeling sometimes..." *He would open his mouth to continue, but his mind just wouldn't forge the next phrase. He let go of the button, letting the transmission end abruptly, back to the never ending static.*
  13. "So, I uh... Ran into some trouble, sorry. I can explain it later, long story. Mind postponing our meeting to somewhere later today?"
  14. "Yeah, good enough it seems. Might take some time tho, think there's some people here. Gonna go talk to 'em. Give me uh.... One hour? I'll be there."
  15. "Uh... Right about Vybor or something? Yeah, Vybor. Almost there."
  16. *The radio would burst again with Helden's voice* "Yeah, sure. You can set a place. I believe I'm somewhere north. Gimme a name and I'll go." *He releases the button*
  17. If everything goes wrong, just keep running around this circuit: Vybor Military > Kabanino > Airfield > Vybor And you'll probably run up on someone, or they might run up on you, so b e w a r e
  18. My first character was back at DayZRP Mod. I thought using his name as my username would be c00l. Now I just wish I had money to change it, god dammit. But yeah, I usually spend about 1-2 hours looking for good enough photos to represent him, and another 2-3 hours making lore and brainstorming about the whole thing. You're doing it right, don't worry.
  19. *He would wake up from his nap with his radio beeping as the message came in, almost hitting hit head on a branch from the bush he was lying in. The man would have a big smile on his face as he listened to the message, as if it had made his day. Helden would reach for his device, immediately pressing the transmit button* "Hey! Hi there! Uh... Yeah, I'm aware of the battles that were going on recently around the place, truly a mess." *You suddenly hear a small scream coming from Helden, as he waves the radio around trying to defend himself from something. After a few seconds, his voice appears back on the frequency, slightly angry* "Fuck's sake! I hate these god damn squirrels!" *He takes a small breath, just before continuing* "Ok... So, uh...I used to be a General Pathologist back at... Back at work. But I also assisted with surgeries when times needed. I just feel like I'm out of practice, so I wouldn't recommend leaving me with a scalpel on someone's body. I've been trough some shit recently, and I don't think I have the physique to operate on living beings. I can however do the basics, treat cuts, bullet wounds, all that fancy stuff." *A small animal can be heard screeching under his voice as he stopped talking.* "So, uhm... I think this lil' guy doesn't like me. Guess I'll be moving out... Ay, Liam, you can answer anytime, I'll have this thing on high volume." *The voice would fade to static once again*
  20. Basically, the server explodes if we change it, so guess we'll be waiting
  21. Yeah, Dynamics should be a thing as long as they don't bring even more pain in the ass as they had brought back them. Also, I just came back to DayZRP, so I'm pretty uninformed about what happened on the last three or four months, so bear with me. Pretty sure that the amount of ridiculous amount of rules made towards impeding the player waves to bring toxic and meme-worthy behavior have now no utility. Dynamics were removed due to the amount of weird reports they spawned with the new group rules and other stuff (Pretty sure that's it), so if y'all polish the rules to be a little less picky, dynamic groups could be allowed again with less problems attached to them. Character with IG long-term relations should be able to protect each-other properly without having to be on a group/re-initiate and give out every single advantage you had over the hostiles. This is just like what happened to the Good Samaritan rule, but worse.
  22. No problem buddy. Thanks for answering my doubt! Have a good one!
  23. So, it came to my knowledge I couldn't answer to any Radio topics. Since I haven't been around for long I could have missed some stuff, and I'm curious about what's going on 'round here. Anyone minds explaining this to good old me?
  24. ===PERSONALITY: Highly friendly. Loves to talk and tell stories. Tries his best to always be up-to-date with the things around him, staying away from unpredictable situations. Doesn’t like long-term relationships. Always respectful towards others, and tries his best to keep as professional as possible during conversations, except with friends, when he allows himself to go informal. He believes that the main purpose in his life is to help others, and would risk getting shot in order to do so. ===POST-2017 MENTALITY: Slight paranoia towards infected's unpredictability. Only has formal behavior when treating someone, as he tries to convey that everything is still fine. Trust issues towards any kind of soldier or military personel. Refuses to take 'payment' for any medical services, as he believes that saving people is not his job anymore, but his meaning to life. ===BACKSTORY: Born at the city of York, in the UK (1981), Helden was always a prominent student. Since he was a child, books were always on his table, and the kid wouldn’t stop reading about mathematics, biology, chemistry, and science in general. He always had a dream of being an astronaut, but his will to help people ended up turning him into medicine. With the help of a supportive family, his grades were always excellent, but the “A”s came to a stop once he reached 14 years old, involving himself with new friends on a new school, getting girlfriends, and changing his life completely. When he finally noticed what he was doing to his own life, Helden decided to ditch everything that made him slow down, including some of his friends, that in fact, didn’t even like him. Upon doing this, at the age of 15, he recovered himself from his past experience, granting a free pass through high-school. Due to his great scores and his wealthy family, he studied in one of the best universities for medicine: the Queen Mary University of London. The fact that it was far from home made him feel lonely, but his studies kept him balanced in mind. Helden had made himself mental rules in order to keep himself comfortable with his hard studies that only grew harder. He reserved two weekends of each month to take a break from his studies, having some time with his new friends and acquaintances. After graduating the university, in 2004, and finishing residence, in 2008, Helden decided it would be best to go for a master’s degree in science (2 years), and right after, a MD in medicine (4 years). In 2014, he finally decided to stop with full time studies, and start working as the professional he aimed to be. During this year, and the following, he would take his free time to develop small researches on cells and body fluids, that would only be published in 2016, earning him a few recognition, and a fellowship with the Royal College of Pathologists. In 2015, his Father died of lung cancer, leading to Helden’s mind to think once again on what he could do in order to help even more people that he already did in London with his normal job. In 2016, Helden decided to apply as a candidate for the World Health Organization, but at the same time, his mother died of cardiac arrest. This unpredictable event, made him lose his interview, forcing him to set it to another date a few months later. The loss of his entire family in such a small spam of time shook him, but not enough to make him quit his objective. In early 2017, Helden passed through the interview, leading him into the career he always wanted, and at the same year, being deployed into the country called Chernarus, after a suspicious Ebola outbreak, so they said. The day he moved was the 17th of July, only to be ready to work at the 24th next to a local town: Balota. 17 OF JULY, 2017 --------------------- It would be a great day for his career. The moment he put on that identification card around his neck, with a United Nations symbol, alongside the "World Health Organization" tag right beside it, he knew that he couldn't get any better than that to make his dream come true. Helden know that nothing could truly get him off his track after what he had been through the last few years, so he recomposed himself as he went through the wooden door in front of him, and after washing his hands, he walked right off the bathroom, directing himself to the airport gate. Outside, the big USAF C-17 cargo plane that was already preparing itself to take-off. He would go as fast as he could towards the gate, leading him into a line of united nations personnel, most of them checking on other passengers, and some of them being security. Helden showed the security his identification and other needed information, getting him trough in a matter of minutes. The airplane's ramp was down, as some Peacekeepers entered carrying few boxes of supplies, and others were carrying rifles, which scared Helden for a second. After talking to the man who was directing everyone to their seats, he got assigned to a seat on the right side alongside a few other WHO members. It was hard to identify if all of them were doctors, since they were all using civilian clothing in contrast to the military personnel, so he just assumed their profession. He felt like he was one of the only persons who were not sleeping in that area of the cargo bay, since most of the other WHO passengers looked exhausted. Helden put on his security belt, leaving his bag under his seat and taking off his glasses, sliding them down into his shirt's pocket. He picked up his small notepad from his right pocket, alongside a blue pen, and would start writing down a some words: "Although I'm excited for this travel, I'm expecting a lot of things that might or might not happen. I hope that most of these don't. May this flight be safe, and may we all be able to save as many lives as we can." After sliding the notepad and the pen back into his pocket, he waited until the takeoff began. The ramp started closing to his left, leaving the cargo bay in total blackness for a few seconds, until the lights went on. All that sudden stuff woke up a few passengers, but they seemed used to it. After a few minutes the C-17 was already at takeoff speed on the runway, and they were off to the land of Chernarus in order to save the world once again. 18 OF AUGUST, 2017 --------------------- As a matter of fact, working in collaboration with the NATO forces wasn't the easiest thing in the world, specially when we had to deal with Russian personnel as well. The diversity of the team that secured the camp was almost concerning. A few members kept questioning our reasons and protocols, even thought they were all clear and explicit. That wasn't the worse part, no, not at all. On day 28 of July, a group of Russian nationalists came to the doorstep of the UN FOB in Kabanino, and decided it would be a good idea to intimidate the guards. They got kicked out of the city in a matter of minutes. Problem is, they came back at night. There were only a few sentinels up, and, sadly, some of them were sleeping in guard duty. Most of the doctors were out dealing with other matters, so it was only Helden and the general practitioner in the camp. The Russians sneaked into the camp, and unfortunately, captured the pathologist. They got him through a hole on the wall, and probably used chloroform to make him go unconscious. When he woke up, Helden was tied down to a chair in someone's house. It was already daytime, so a lot of time had passed since that last night. They kept making questions that he simply couldn't answer, or didn't know the answers to. Eventually, they tortured him, from punches to hitting his face with bats and threatening to shoot his kneecaps. It was like living a nightmare. After a few days and nights, most of his body was bruised and fatigued. Some day, another group of Russians, that seemed a little more like military, followed them into the place, and they didn't seem happy to see Helden sitting there. These new guys knocked out the nationalists, and put him to sleep. Helden woke up in the middle of a forest on day 17 of August, with nothing but a few bandages he had in his pocket before he was captured. They didn't give him a map, nor a compass, meaning he would have to fight his way out of that place, and hope that he would get to the right place, in the right time, before it was too late. 01 OF NOVEMBER, 2017 --------------------- The supplies were running low. His stash wasn't going to last much more than a week, even if he stopped eating too much, so Helden didn't have a choice. He spent his entire day in that shack, in a certain room that had been completely cleaned, washed and sterilized. He covered most of it with plastic foil, and mounted a small wooden table over at the middle, which he also covered with the foil. His goal was to finish the studies he couldn't end when he was kidnapped months ago. Few weeks later he actually heard about the evacuation, that didn't really go as planned, so he knew that there was no way for him to get out of that country any time soon, but if he was, the least that Helden could do was finish the job that he was assigned to. Every week, a new infected body was brought into the lab, and he tried his best to search for any unknown symptoms, alongside side-effects of common drugs used to fight infections and bacteria, but not too much was discovered. After few days, his papers were complete. He was never good in writing reports, but since he had time, his efforts were doubled. It was now only a matter of time for the study to be 'complete", but where, or who, would he take it to? The rest of the U.N. remnants were mostly M.I.A, and his resources were scarce. The only thing Helden could think of doing was finishing those texts and hoping that some type of miracle would happen, and if not, he would stash them away until actually needed. On day 01 of November, he had already finished everything he was working with, and now, his only choice was to venture out in the wasteland for food and water, and hopefully, some intel on the world's current situation, and on the rest of the surviving UN members, all of that effort wasn't going to be put in vain. 28 OF DECEMBER, 2017 --------------------- Helden found himself on the middle of a camp filled with, mostly, unknown survivors. Some of those people were UN personel and affiliates who worked with him, including Dr. Capella and Col. Ripley. They said the place was "safe", so there he settled for a few days before heading back to the West in order to retrieve the documents he had finished the month before. A simple task that got complicated really fast. As Helden made his way through a wheat field, a group of hostiles jumped on him from a carefully set-up ambush. They escorted the doctor to a nearby barn, and took every single medical material that he had previously gathered. The group seemed to have "liked" him, so Helden was obliged to follow them for few days, that seemed like weeks for the hostage. On the last day of November, they were attacked while gathering materials in a small warehouse close to Chernogorsk. The men who attacked seemed to have a long term dispute with the hostage-takers, which began a small scale firefight that lasted about one hour. On their last stand, Helden's captors rushed out of the building, shooting in all directions possible, but were mostly killed, with few remaining alive but wounded on the ground. The other group went into the warehouse, weapons up, looking for any other enemy, when they found the doctor sitting at the corner, eyes closed, hands tied, whispering words of hope to himself. The men that found him dragged him out to their leader. He expressed that he was sorry for what Helden had passed those last days, and offered him a quiet place to stay for the week. The leader's name turned out to be Richard, a man who Helden grew a friendship for the next weeks, as he recovered from the physical and emotional torture the captors inflicted upon him. Those few days almost made him forget about his job of retrieving his research on Green Mountain, which made him leave a few days after his full recovery, now on December after Christmas, back onto his duty. 01 OF JUNE, 2018 --------------------- When Helden got himself to Green Mountain months before, he found nothing but destruction. Apparently, a large escale raid had happened to their occupants, and he couldn't locate his drive filled with all his research so far. There was nothing left for him to look forward to except his ever nearing death. The doctor thought of ending his life right there, in that moment, but his hands couldn't raise the knife to his neck. His mind understood the price he would pay, and it understood who the world would be losing. The main thought that infested his mind was that the burden he carried would surely be too heavy for others to handle, so there was no point on giving up on a life of helping others just to screw the remaining ones in the process. He left Green Mountain with his hands empty, and tried to contact the group he had found in that settlement before, with the doctors and soldiers from the WHO and UN, but no response was heard. Helden found no need in returning, since there was no reason for them to keep him since his material was missing. It would be better if he worked alone with the pubic, trying to help as many as he could, but as always, its never as easy as one would think. It didn't take long before something bad happened. A group of ex-military claiming to be UN asked for Helden's help after they had been involved in a firefight. The men greeted the doctor with big smiles and big rifles. They ordered him to give up on all his belongings, alongside following them for several weeks where he was forced to work as a slave. They left South Zagoria, carrying Helden all the way back to the Novigrad area, where he was obliged to do pointless services for other groups, such as gathering resources in empty areas, or forced to work with murderers, healing their wounds and bruises with stolen medical supply. His sanity was hardly damaged during that period, where he acquired several scars and marks from random torture that were applied to "maintain a sense of loyalty". Helden did not succumb to that, and instead, tried to maintain his sense of duty towards good intentions, giving as much help he could to the other captives. After what seemed like years, he finally managed to sneak out during a horde attack that was attracted to some idiot shooting his gun in the middle of a quiet night. He dragged as many others he could with him, and vanished in the darkness. They were spotted few minutes after by a patrol in the fields, and were shot at. Some of the hostages got killed, as the blood splattered over the grass, and Helden's luck wasn't that high aswell. He got shot on the right thigh, leaving a small wound that he would later treat with the medical kit he stole during the escape, but it acted as a really hard obstacle to his next few days on the wasteland. Helden made his way to South Zagoria safely on the day 01 of June, whilst still very hurt both physically and emotionally, his sense of duty was higher. His sole motivations now were to find a trustworthy place to stay at, and finally have some few days of rest. The only thing on his mind, by the moment he stepped on the same road his truck flipped almost a year ago, was hope, and nothing else, for hope was the only thing driving him forward still.
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