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Skulleh

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  1. Skulleh

    Shenanigans

    Post-apocalyptic happenings
  2. Skulleh

    Can we ban people that do this?

    Please start putting triangle fences around farm animals and wild game next. oh god please, I need a laugh.
  3. Meet Jonathan West, or Jon for short. A cook, from one of the NATO ships that came to the shores of Chernarus. Volunteered as part of the staff for the medical research centres being set up on land. Volunteered because his older sister Alice was an assistant working in one such research centre. Sadly. Alice got infected, turned and killed. Jon wasn't there for her when she needed him the most, he failed her. Or at least that what he thinks because in reality, there's little that he could've done other than dying with her. This destroyed Jon because Alice was all he had left in this world. His mother died giving birth to him. His father was a decorated officer driven to madness by his involvement in Operation Allied Force in Kosovo and the civilian casualties it entailed. From madness to alcoholism, from alcoholism to death. Jon had a knack for following his sister to any hellhole on earth. Not grateful for it, but not for once regretting it. Chernarus was to be the penultimate hellhole for them both. Despite not pursuing a military career like his father wanted, growing up with him still entailed much of what an army brats life is. Getting drilled from a young age because "no man in the West family is going to grow up weak!", a treatment which his sister escaped by being a girl and their father being rather old fashioned. Due to this, Jon is no warrior, but he's not a stranger to survival, combat and weapons. Somehow he survived the whole shebang until now, he doesn't know how. He sometimes wishes he didn't, but there he is. What does a man who has nothing to lose do in such a situation and in such a place? He tries to atone for a lifetime of failures, that may or may not have even been his doing. Jon became a smuggler of sorts. A gunrunner for those in need. Trying to stay away from big groups of people that form and disband on the regular basis but who can still mostly care for themselves, he kept his ear to the ground for people truly in distress or those who would pay well and get them what they need. Be it meds, food or water. But in this day and age it's mostly guns and ammo. Everybody wants guns and ammo. The problem with supplying everybody is that eventually you'll make enemies, because the KA-M you threw in with a packfull of epi-pens and sparkplugs was used to blow out some kids brains and the kids father is none too happy. So that's how Jon found himself kneeling in the sand, his hands in the air and the cool touch of a double barrel shotgun on the back of his head. He always liked the sea and the breeze, "There are worse ways to go I guess" he mused to himself. "Zatknis, amerikanskiy urod blyat!" Came an angry growl from behind him.. Just as he was thinking about arguing that he wasn't even american, the growl turned into a very horrible snarl quite suddenly and then there was the unmistakable sound of a neck being crunched by infected jaws. As the shotgun dropped, Jon had but one thing he could think of. *RUN* (I will rewrite and expand on this but rn I'm too excited to get online!)
  4. Skulleh

    Greets!

    Hey there, figured I'd do a bit of scribbling while awaiting for whitelist approval (or denial idk) Been poking around on the website and I have to say. I can't wait. Nothing against being murdered in game, but the promise of actually hearing why you're being murdered is getting me giddy. Hope to talk to you all again soon.
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