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  1. NorthNorthEast

    Odezva (Open Recruitment)

    While playing in the Odezva group CP, I, @NorthNorthEast sign over all rights to my character โ€œFedor Berezhnoyโ€ to the Group Leadership, any kills under any circumstances by Group Members or Group Leadership will be considered valid so long as I am actively within the group CP. As long as I am playing a Odezva Character that is employed, working or affiliated with the group, or is being placed within the group CP, I sign all rights for my character to the group to be handled at their discretion upon being blacklisted.
  2. Fedor was born to two Bulgarian immigrants in a Novigrad apartment block. The rent was high, and food was not cheap; he sought other means of assisting his family's stability as soon as he reached adolescence. After barely passing his higher education course, Fedor attested to two years occupation as a Chernarussian Police Force cadet, and was transported to the still-militarised basic training facility on the island of Utes through 2008. When the civil war broke out in 2009, Fedor found himself rather fortunate at his post. Stationed by a naval port in Primorsk, theft and espionage of imported goods was not uncommon (without hesitation the blame was shifted to the ChDKZ or NAPA fighters), and control over products became more and more lackadasical as the war raged on and the number of people committed to screen cargo declined. Oftentimes, Fedor would turn a blind eye to an unmarked box full of watches, or a suitcase clearly filled with expired currencies. His job as a patrolman in the area didn't extend to screening of incoming equipment, anyway. That was up to the border patrol - who unexpectedly were also absent. As the winter raged on, and the hours became more and more tedious, and the war escelated to a climax, Fedor got his taste of combat. An explosive device was detonated remotely in a terraced neighbourhood, with a crackling noise as the sky spit brick and mortar unlike what he had ever experienced. Being adjacent the buildings at the time, he was pelted with rubble and dust, a ringing in his ears. Coming to, a row of houses had collapsed, and there was chaos in the streets. The air was tangibly tragic and a cacophany of wails and shouts of long-passed family echoed across the industrious town. Within the next few months, these attacks became a formidable threat to Fedor's own safety. An incident involving an attempted mutiny by naval guardsmen was quickly diffused, though tensions remained between the Navy, traders, ChDKZ lobbyists, and captains to keep control over the port. The infection took the country into gridlock whilst Fedor was travelling between his town and a new post on his former island. Supposedly meeting at the Chernogorsk wharf for deployment, but never departing.
  3. ๐€๐ฅ๐ž๐œ ๐†๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž "The world doesn't understand me and I don't understand the world, that's why I've withdrawn from it." ~ Paul Cezanne IGN: Alec Guelleque Country: United Kingdom English skills: Fluent, first language DayZ Mod Experience: Not any, I started playing when Standalone came out. DayZ Standalone Experience: Began playing back when guardhouses still spawned military gear. On-and-off over the years. 898 hours overall. Roleplaying Experience: A significant amount: HL2RP and PE-RP on Garry's Mod, both serious communities, GTA RP, and a lil bit of D&D. What kind of In Game role best describes you: A fairly to-himself but firmly preservational person, who works as a cartographer and tries to be as open-minded as possible, looking for ways to occupy the time, not to waste it on futile attempts of anarchy or retribution. Have you been in any clan/group previously: No. Additional notes: As of now I am acting alone, but am happy to work to conform to a group if it meets my character's interests. Best way to contact you: PM me on the forums. Backstory: See spoiler below.
  4. I've had this account sitting for a while but never actually met the age limit (when it existed) until recently. I'm eager to get playing and create some great interactions, who knows, perhaps I'll even seek a group or community to get engaged with. If anyone has any advice or tips on how to get started, please don't hesitate to let me know - I'd be grateful! Alec - my persona - is a timid and rather trepidatious French cartographer, who works with the knowledge he has to map out the landscape he encounters, sourcing from maps pre-existing and knowledge acquired from others. Whilst remaining alone in his affairs, he looks to engage careful and staggered alliance with others, to preserve his own safety and to assist others. See you in Chernarus, survivor!
  5. Yeah, I tried looking through that, but I didn't get anywhere, unfortunately. Thanks, regardless.
  6. Hi. I just started playing again recently and I tried to link my discord, but I get this error message every time. I don't remember linking my account, or having another account. I don't know how to unlink it now as none of my emails that I have tried to retrieve this so-called account have worked so far. Help!
  7. Alec was a Chernarussian conscript during the Takistani wars, born to an Anglo-French mother and a Chernarus-based father. Originally a cartographer's apprentice, he was thrust into conflict in the late 2000s. His family, the parents of which were last seen residing in a Novigrad apartment, ceased contact when he decided to follow a further education path instead of enlisting in the CDF, a choice that eventually did not matter considering his conscription. His specialist, a Russian named Ivdom, taught him all he has to know about the field of cartography. Alec and his teacher mainly focussed on maritime navigation and map construction, to the point where, after two years, Alec became adept with the compass and gauge setup that his mentor had drilled into his head. At the age of 22, and still unemployed, Alec was conscripted into the Chernarussian Defense Forces, under the command of a penal batallion commander. He worked there as an infantryman, to the northwest of the Capitol, for three years, up until his discharge when a dulling peace filled the air. Once again looking for a job, Alec had moved in with his parents, without any repairations for the three years of salary lost. After living on a fold-out bed, Alec managed to build up rapports with a local landscaping firm. An intern in 2012, and a survivor by the end of the decade. Today, Alec loots around the remains of his history. He seems to be tempered and mild-mannered, with a level of politeness otherwise unsuited for the environment in which he traverses. He seeks to survive until the evidential conclusion of this momentary lapse of stability, through whatever means necessary. His history in designing maps for the area has helped him navigate, though the terrain still lies - uncertain of its true purpose.
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