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  1. January 14th, 2020. Its early morning, the warm sun feels good on my face as i sit here writing this i am looking over a beautiful sun rise. The snow you can hear it melting the crackles and pops it makes as the sun thaws the ice from the Chernarus land scape. It has been a few months since i have heard or seen anyone the land seems desolate and dead, no walkers, no gun shots just the piece and quite of the early morning bird chirping, elks with their mating calls and all around peacefulness. The last time i was seen by someone i had gotten shot in my side point blank by a 308. From a evil terrorist group who hated the cartel due to a traitor named benji who betrayed the cartel, I honestly have no idea if anyone is still alive from the cartel i had gone into isolation because we were getting picked off like bugs. Hopefully my friend and bother Hector DelTor is ok. I went into isolation because of my wounds i wasn't fit for battle nor did i feel like killing anymore people, now that the gun shot had healed up and the snow is melting i think i will come out of hiding now. -Signed Ryan Dudley
  2. *Ryan pulls off his thick winter leather gloves and cups is hands to his face blowing warm air into his hands before rubbing them together to get them warm to write* December 5th, 2019 Ahhh this winter is freezing at night over -25°C which if i do my math right id -13°degree Fahrenheit, God for bid you don't find shelter or make a fire other wise you'll freeze to death in minutes at night and the damn zombies seem to be so frozen that they are harder to kill. *Ryan takes a fresh apple out of his bag and rubs it on his shemog to shine/clean it and takes a large bite from the side* the past couple days have been hectic for the cartel as well we have been getting raided found a traitor/spy and as well Hector and benji were both shot non fatally but none the less we have some cleaning up to do and some revenge to take care of, we plan on leaving Cherno and moving inland a little which will be nice its always nice to get a change of scenery. Recently i have been hearing of a new land called Linovia i heard it is a lush beautiful land i have been thinking of fixing a boat and maybe leaving the cold Cherno winter in order to survive the winter in a warmer environment. -Signed Ryan M. Dudley
  3. Its December 2, 2019 The air is beyond freezing, luckily my family in the cartel have given me shelter and a warm bed at night i officially joined the cartel yesterday i have always considered Hector a strong alie but more recently he has been more like family to me he has always been so accepting. This has been one of the worst winters yet i have already had to amputate four peoples toes and some fingers due to the extreme hypothermia from the beyond cold weather even in full winter gear i still feel the sheer cold air every time i have to breath, the wind along the coast still rips through my wind breaker as if i wasn't even wearing one but i also kind enjoy it the land is quite, there as no bugs in the air, no loud leave or dirt just the gentle sound of the snow crunching under my boots it is peaceful besides the frozen zombies due to it being so cold they are much tougher now almost as if the ice is holding them together. Well i got to get back to cooking stew for the family now. -Signed Ryan M. Dudley
  4. November 14th, 2019 The air is colder at the cost i left my small cabin up north in order to help out a old friend named Hector we built a new base last night, very late into the night to make sure it was fortified. I have been adopted into the Del Toro family as i have always been an old friend i now am running with their crew i plan on being a guard and a medic for them as i pride myself on always protecting my family Joey Hector's son has seemed to take a liking of me being around he's younger only 19 i have been trying to teach him small tricks to help him survive if he ever faces being alone in this god forsaken world but i enjoy it having someone look up to you as a role model feels good i feel like i can teach that boy a lot about the world and make sure he grows up to be strong and independent. Maybe in the near future i will start to teach the boy medicine but i first he wanted to learn how to make stew and other things to cook which ill show him in order to improve his skills. -Signed Ryan Dudley
  5. *Ryans hands shake slightly as i take my journal out from behind my plate carrier.* November 11th, 2019 I have seem to find this life again, no no it is not my first time killing someone nor will it be my last i feel like but it has been years since i have had to. November 9th... November 9th is when i had to kill a man with none less then my cz-75. My house had been broken into and so were my neighbors i found man way up north in the mountains and i had began to talk to him only to see he had the same rifle i had stored in my locker so we began to hold him up but not to steal what was his only what was ares me and a friend as we told him to drop his weapon he then raised it shooting a young lady three times in the back which gave me no choice but to shot him in the head one fatal round and he dropped. The poor man all he had to do was comply and he would still have all his gear, but on the long term me and Murphy are doing alright we have been stock piling gear and food for winter as well as a working car, we have made new friends our neighbors their names are chase and Harvey or Harry i believe is name is i many be wrong i tend to forget names quite easily, but so far they have been a massive help giving us spare nails and a barrel, in return i gave them water barrel, 4 dial lock and a generator. So far i think surviving this winter will easy with the about of meat and vegies we have stored in a save location. -signed Ryan Dudley
  6. November 7th, 2015 It has been 5 months since i have been home to see my beautiful girls. No mater how much i love war and protecting my country i don't think i could live with out seeing them any second longer. Working in the United States Special Forced is my life but i think it may be time to give it up in order to be there for my wife and daughter, i know i can't leave doing this line of work all together but i have been thinking recently into contracting, its much harder and nearly impossible to get approved but i think due to my history and my government ties i might have a chance i also was thinking of a name and it took me back to the time when i was in a top secret op in Venezuela in the rain forest when i felt the creature following me the wendigo... i was thinking maybe naming the company Wendigo something... maybe wendigo contracting, or wendigo contracting corp. Eh who knows ill find something out maybe Ryan Dudley will give up on his days of fighting wars and maybe get a desk job! *chuckles*- signed Ryan Dudley
  7. *Ryan sits down on the couch in his small cabin way up north in the mountains the sounds of the cold november air whistling through the cracks in the windows as there was slight cracking sounds from fireplace as the wood burnt keeping the house warm as well making a fresh batch of tomato pepper beef stew, Ryan clicked open his pen and opened to the next free page in his Journal* November 7th, 2019 Ah it has been a few days since i have written in but none the less here i am, for the first time i am happy it has been years since i have felt happiness since i felt safe moving far up north brings a since of comfort to me as its away from the large groups, sure i miss jackson and the groups present but it was to hostile around i don't wish to break ties with Jackson and his group but instead of being a leader there I'd rather be a partner, by moving up north me and friends well now family Murphy and Astrid havw found a nice unoccupied farm house with enough space to create a garden and hunt fresh meat we are stock piling for winter which is nearing only a few more weeks before the snow behinds to fall. Me and murphy have been working day and night to insure we have plenty of packaged meat and vegies to last winter as well has help jacksons trade post though winter the air is much colder and in the early mornings the ground is iced over this will be my 8th Cherno Russian winter i will have seen this year i feel much more prepared with the house we have fixed up and the amount of food we have packaged and stored away. *Ryan sniffed the air smelling the stew was nearing readiness slowly set journal down onto the table with pen and stands up walking into the kitchen where the fireplace was and took off the lid of the pot sturing the stew smelling it as he used a ladle to stir it taking a small ladle full blowing on it and sipping some to make sure it didn't need any more garlic or pepper added. Slowly stands back up walking back go journal* Well i will be back in a few days to write more, i still don't know why i write these i think it may be incase the world returns to normal, or maybe in the case my luck runs out and something happens to me my story will live on the story of Ryan Dudley or maybe i may die of old age and pass my years and years of medical knowledge onto someone new by giving them my book or maybe teach someone my medical and survival knowledge by using my writing as i guide who knows i just know i will continue till i can not anymore. -Signed Ryan Dudley
  8. Wendigo Contracting Corp. CEO/Creator: Maj. Ryan M. Dudley Co-Owner: Maj. Joseph M. Dudley, Capt. George H. Jackson Accounting: Jenna Dudley Yearly Salary: 10 - 25.5 milion U.S. Licensed: Approved by Senator Jack J. Nicolson Contracting limitations: none, foreign or domestic Security Clearance: Level 4 List of Contractors: • Maj. Ryan M. Dudley (Rifleman/Medic) • Maj. Joseph M. Dudley(Rifleman) • Capt. George H. Jackson (Rifleman/Medic) • Lt. Jack Murphy(Rincon/Sniper) • Pvt 1st Class. Harry Michelson (Bomb Expert EOD) • TSgt. Austin Miller (Technical support/Coms) • Lt. Juan Caparzo (Machine Gunner) • Airman 1st Class. Aldo Raine (Pilot/ Mechanic) Wendigo Contracting Corp. Was founded by two brothers the Dudley's it is a in house PMC founded out of california. The two brothers were the best in the game and became a well known Contracting firm, The two brothers started the company with low hopes but quickly got their government license and began working high class U.S. Government contracts in country and out of country. Wendigo was granted level 4 clearance by senator Jack J. Nicolson a very wealthy and powerful man back in the states Nicolson new the Dudley's from there very honorably and decorated roles in a us military the name Wendigo comes from a mystical creature Ryan was once haunted by deep in jungles of Venezuela on a Top secret Op. He was working on when enlisted in the United States AirForce Ryan believes due to his numerous times facing death in the face that when he was witness to the wendigo he felt as if it was always been with him protecting him. Ryan doesn't see the Wendigo as a bad thing he finds it as a guardian Angle in a strange since due to its bad nature. The wendigo (/ˈwɛndɪɡoʊ/) or windigo (also wetiko) is a mythological man-eating creature or evil spirit from the folklore of the Native American Algonquian tribes based in the northern forests of Nova Scotia, the East Coast of Canada, and Great Lakes Region of Canada. The wendigo is described as a monster with some characteristics of a human or as a spirit who has possessed a human being and made them become monstrous. Wendigo Contracting Corps. Quote- Live life in the shadows... Be the hunter not the hunted... I have Genesis once more, In the blood of a Wendigo I have the courage to fight on, Never let me or my men Cide In the sight of the enemy... I am a Wendigo. *Ryan draws creature in his Journal of what he saw in the woods that night in Venezuela what he sees as a Wendigo* (image below that head with a dark body with a black robe with torn cloth)
  9. Chapter 1, Past & Present Ryan Dudley was born in a small mountain town called Ramona, where he grew up with his mom Sandra and dad Alexander Dudley. Ryan was a very smart kid in high school all A+ and set to go to college on a full football scholarship, but Ryan chose to join the Air Force right out of high school due to his height and athletic muscular as he was signing up the recruiter handed him a Air Force Special Forces packet which talked about the PJ's. Ryan had always been fascinated with medicine strange right a jock who had good grades and was into medicine he read the packet on the PJ's which hooked him next thing he knew he was saying bye to his mother and his dad and was going into SF boot camp after boot camp and serving in the PJ's for 2 years he was now 20 he had already served 2 of his years in country fighting he had come back to the states for leave only to have dreams of war he suffered from nightmares and craving to be back in war as it felt like he belonged there after leave he was sent back into the heart of Iraq fighting on the front line this is when Ryan started a journal. He wrote about his feelings in the journal about how he was addicted to the idea of war and the feelings he got towards it how he wasn't scared to die he had been shot twice in the two years both though is upper left shoulder and he already had 12 confirmed kills. Ryan served his next two years and when they told him his time was up he was now known as Maj. Ryan M. Dudley he was a Major after 4 years and he didn't know what to do he began to have his nightmares again till one day he was out on his 5am run when he ran into a beautiful girl he knew who was a younger and was in the same school her name was Jenna Ryan was 22 now and she was 18 he was 4 years older but they had always talked in school she was now graduated and lived in Ramona still Ryan hadn't remembered her being so beautiful but he was starstruck by her they began to talk and fell in love they began dating and as they dated Ryan was in the process of getting his contracting license. Because of Ryan's Rank and Military past they approved his Federal License and allowed him to create the company called Wendigo Contracting corp. Ryan hired some old EX military buddies where they began to do work all over the world some work legit some work hidden under top secret files. Ryans company was pushing close to 3.5 million a year after a few years of being married Jenna and Ryan began to try for a baby jenna was 22 and ryan was now 26 when they had a baby girl they named her Ophelia after Ryans great grandma. Ryan had been in and out of cherno for many years now Contracting little did he know soon the outbreak would spread across the world. Ryan had begin to hear rumors though leaks and from people inside the U.S. Government but he was in country working a high class 25.5 million dollar Contract to Protect the NW Airfield in Cherno as the U.S. government was using it under siege to do tests on the Chernarus - Patient Zero of the virus known as (VX-DRDT2) Alias as (Virus Xero- Drug Resistant Disease Toxicity 2) this meant that the Virus was Drug Resistant meaning no cure found yet, Virus Xero meaning it was something we have never seen before, Toxicity 2 meaning it was able to be transferred through Airborne as well as bites, cuts, or transfers of bodily Fluid. Ryan Contacted his wife and daughter to go to the bank and withdraw as much money as she could and leave the house and go stay with my dad on his small farm. Ryan kept on Contracting the Large Job be security for the NW Airfield people in cherno began Rioting in the streets trying to break into the airfield to leave but this was a world wide event it just hit cherno first, Ryan's Contract only had 2 weeks left but he couldn't take it he knew his guys could hold down the fort he knew there was a empty supplies AC-130 leaving the airfield at 22:00 (10pm) Ryan and 4 of his closest friends board as AirForce Special Forces to mask them leaving but little did they know the Riot on the Northern forests were bad two Cherno Russian Territories snuck into the woods with a RPG as the plane was taking off the 2 men had shot the wing with the RPG causing the plain the crash on the end of the air strip Ryan and two of his men lived Ryans best friend George had a large piece of shrapnel hit him in the throat causing him to bleed out in seconds Ryan came to only to find him dead which pissed him off Ryan exited the burning plane with his two men only to find that cherno soldiers had captured them when Ryan released who did it he walked up within a flash the two men both fell 6 clean precise shots from ryan's Glock 19 two to the chest one to the head the Cherno Russian Guards stood in shock as ryan held his gun up in a tactical stance only to holster it seconds later. Ryan began to run to the ATC building to call in a new fight he knew it was only getting worse but when he got there and called a special distress signal nothing no one answer that's when he heard a nuclear blast a small 1ton warhead was shot from the coast of South Korea striking the Naval Aircraft carrier off the coast of Cherno leaving no Air transports in and out of cherno Stranding Ryan And his men and all the thousands of US soldiers left in cherno. Months had past and the outbreak was spread all over the world the airfield was a safe zone for many months patrolled by thousands of russian and american soldiers and american and russian scientists still studying the cure one day Ryan was on a morning run it was 5am in russia and much earlier in america over the NW base Air Raid sirens Ryan Hard his name being called on the PA *Maj. Ryan M. Dudley please report to the ATC you have important knew from the states from Col. Royland.* Ryan ran as fast as he could he was in running shorts running shoes and a small sweat towel he wiped off his face as he walked up the stairs to the top of the ATC once up there he greeted the Col. in a salute due to it being a video call "Hello Col. Royland what is the news?" Ryan asked nervous *Col. Royland, "Boy you want to sit down for this its not good. its your family theyre... they were found dead."* *Ryan Dropped to his knees and looked at the ground a tear fell from his cheek and he yelled it was deep and full of anger everyone in the top story of the building stood in shock and fear as Ryan stood back up wiping his cheek and saluted the Col. and walked out*..... Chapter 2, The days after the outbreak. 2.5 years have past closer to 3 years now... Hi i am Ryan Dudley i have somehow managed to live this long by myself everyone i knew and loved it dead i try to stay strong throughout this living hell but i lose strength every day. i am now 29 will be 30 in april lets see if i live to die of old age and not of the infection or by someone evil.
  10. *Ryan climbs up very large tree finding a nice large branch to sit on, slowly unzips backpack and pulls out journal* November 4th, 2019 Its crazy to think that in the last life i never had to worry about food or money sure in the line of work i was in i still had to worry a out getting shot but never what i was going to eat. Back before all this i was a million air, owned my own contracting business i was going to fancy partys and could tell my secretary to get me any food i wanted now... now i have nothing besides the gear i carry on my back money doesn't matter any more only your will and skill to survive. It has been 848 days since the outbreak and the only cure we have solved is the cure to the Air Borne pathogens of (VX-DRDT2). *Ryan laughs softly seeing a old photo of him at a senators party in Washington DC. all dressed up in a suit for business* well i think today will be left at that me just reminiscing over the past how life use to be how much i miss the small things i took for granted in the times before the apocalypse. -signed Ryan M. Dudley.
  11. *Ryan clicks his pen open and begins to nibble on the end* November 2nd, 2019 Mhhhh, well its been 845 days since the Virus (VX-DRDT2) has swept though the world faster then the bubonic plague, this is singly the most dangerous outbreak in the world so far it seems like there is no cure to this virus i have seen friends turn to these mindless creatures we call zombies but it leads me to think is there more in this world is zombies are real are those stories true i heard as a kid stories of vampires and demons and werewolf's its hard to tell anymore my reasonably side wants me to think its just the outbreak turning these people into mindless monsters but my religious side wants to believe in more. The virus (VX-DRDT2) CLEARLY states its a virus even the CDC proved it (Virus Xero - Drug Resistant Disease Toxicity 2) all that meaning Virus Xero= never before seen in nature, Drug Resistant= There is no known cure, Disease= doesn't go away till their is a cure, and Toxicity 2= can be spread through airborne pathogens and by the transfer of bodily fluids / bites or scratches. I have heard rumors of a cure for the toxic airborne side pathogens up north called the toxic cure i have yet to get my hands on any to do testing i have still been looking for some nor do i know how made it and what the side effects are all i know is it cures (VX-DRDT2) but only airborne sides of it not the transfer of bodily fluids /bites or scratches maybe. Maybe this may be the solve or answer to our questions to end this disaster. -Signed Ryan Dudley
  12. *Ryan climbs large oak tree and purched with one leg dangling as he reaches in his buttpack pulling out journal writing down date* November 1st, 2019 I just can't get her out of my head... well not just her but both of them. I miss you two every second of every day. It has been 844 days since the outbreak but it has been even longer since i have seen my wife and daughter. All i have left is the memories of waking up in bed with my wife by my side and my daughter between us. *Ryan sheds a small tear thinking about it as he looks at a small Polaroid picture he took of his wife and daughter before they died* i think about the way your soft hands feel on my beard and how you'd bitch at me to shave, and i think about the way ophelia and you would light up ever time i came home from work. *tear drop falls onto journal page, Ryan wipes eyes and sniffles but sits up strong readjusting him self as he sits on tree branch way up high looking over the new compound they are building* i just wanted to say i love you and i miss you and i will live on with the memory of you two in my heart. - Sighed Ryan Dudley *wipes away another tear and places page marker in book as well as photo slowly closes the book sliding his hand down the dark leather spine laying his head back on the tree slowly closes eyes with the memories of his wife and kid*
  13. November 1st, 2019 *Ryans hands shiver as he holds his small pen, Ryan slowly lifts his hands creating a ball shape where he blows warm air into them as he sits under a dead oak tree outside his new F.O.B.* It has been a few days since my last update, it is now november if i have kept track of the days properly, we have only another few weeks before the cold cherno Russian snows come it will be a deadly time for the people ill prepared for the cold winter many will die. Me and my group as moved up north into the mountains on the long walk from Grishino you could feel the temperature drop as we raised in elevation but we needed a fresh start Grashino was on constant attack from Anarchy stealing and torching me Jackson and our group it has been only a day since we have moved but i love the knew location the mountain air is so fresh and its so calm and the sound of deer in the forest in the early morning makes me happy as it means we will have enough food to last us though winter, well i better get back to work building walls. - Signed Ryan Dudley
  14. Link to the source of punishment (report/post): S:1 Altar base raid Why the verdict is not fair: i do not think this punishment is fair because if you looked in the logs i didn't not empty the tents i just broke a lock and took some gear from the tents. Even if i did drop stuff/ grief which i didn't all there tents were full of pumpkin slices which take up a 2x3 rectangle and all the items which were dropped were to large to go into any of their tents due to all of them being packed full of pumpkin if you go to the report and read it even even states that there is food in the tents but it was all pumpkin Additional statements/comments explaining your point of view: i only helped break in and took nothing more but a few deer steaks and a large cabinet from down stairs. As well as i have never had any reports put out on me before, --->(also check the logs i didnt break down the tents and i was no where near when they were broken down check the longs you'll see astrid broke them and check mine and her cords i was easily 200 meters away when she did.)<--- What would you like to achieve with this appeal: I'd like to appeal the 2 day ban i have against me as i don't see it is fair as i was not the one to drop anything or even carry the tents, so please reconsider lifting my ban and i will take this as a warning and a lesson to not do that in the future What could you have done better?: i could have made sure we didn't leave anything because it was rude of us to do so and in the future i will not grief as i was not fully aware of that rule but now i am and i will promise to follow it, as you can see i have no other warning points or bans due to my rule following and id like you to take that into considering as well as my hours i have and haven't had any problems, thank you - Ryan Dudley
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