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Mohawk

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  1. Johan Rolf Erikson

    Johan has dedicated most of his life to helping the less fortunate. Eventually, this led him to join the Swedish army. So he could volunteer as a united nations peacekeeper. And the longer he did it the more it consumed his life. And now he is 41 and standing in Chernarus, looking out over the ocean thinking to himself if this is truly the end of the human race. Holding his radio in his hand he debates contacting his colleagues, or to seek out contact with the group he has spent the last week stalking.
  2. The Tower

    MSpaint marches on!
  3. [Game]Rate The Persons Avatar Above you

    5/10 not cute nuff
  4. The Tower

    If you hear someone shooting the Mario theme song, you found us -- Inside joke ^^
  5. The Tower

    To mspaint i GO!
  6. Zoe Fletcher

    When I got here it was a disaster. I just wish we could go back and try again. Seeing all those people die, eat each other. but I guess it's like they say, don't let life beat you down. bloody hell maybe I should have stayed at home, but maybe if I did I would have been dead by now. but if I look on the good side, this country is bloody gorgeous. If you look away from the fact that people are eating each other. But I guess it's time to move on, let's see if I can find some of my old work mates. To be Extended
  7. The Tower

    Who needs shiney things, when you have a tower
  8. Where does your Political Compass lie?

    That appears to be right on the money
  9. Best Line when approaching players

    I think "Hello" works the best .....
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    • Lemons

    I have returned to destroy you!

    *Insert Imperial March*

    1. Lemons

      Lemons

      "Oh no" 

      *Looks scared*

      Welcome back dude :P

  10. How i found the Activity Feed 

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  11. BeanZ WAR

    39 Wohoo
  12. http://i.imgur.com/BCSoqcZ.png[/img] [mp3]http://puu.sh/nmFfa/9b76ea0f4d.mp3[/mp3] http://i.imgur.com/MovQJjF.png[/img] We are a band of survivors, some of us have done cruel things, others have always been kind. Torn between 2 reality's We went to seek refuge in the North. Isolated from all pain and dispair. We try to find balance in ourselves and this world We are The Severni http://i.imgur.com/iiP1dJv.png[/img] [align=justify]The Severni got created by Finnr’s desperation to get away from everything and everyone. The sudden realisation that everything he did was to destroy his own personal views, made him feel like he no longer was what he wanted or needed to be. In an attempt to think over all of his actions of the past month he ran up to the place he used to call home. There, he ran into a young woman called Darya who had come back from the forest up north, in search for her young daughter. It didn’t take long before Finnr found out she was the ex-wife of someone you could call a brother in arms. [align=justify]After Finnr had told her what happened to their daughter, Darya broke down in tears . Because of her pain, Finnr realised he needed to change. He knew he had to go get Riley, and quick. He stood up, but right before leaving she made a gesture, wanting to hand him something. He knew the girl didn’t have a lot on her. After all, she’d survived in the forest all this time. Him finding her was a matter of chance. It wasn’t much, but for Finnr it meant a lot. He had caused so much death and despair, and yet he got a gift like this for showing just one act of kindness. It was a deck of cards, and the first one he pulled out was the ace of spades. [align=justify]After going back to save Riley from the mistakes he made, he took her with him up north. When he got back, Finnr and Darya took off to look for supplies and Vasili. They went down south to the coast where they ran into two peculiar individuals who would later be known as Burke and Dani. They used to have ties with The Trust, the one group of people Finnr knew he could always rely on. Seeing as they were on their own - like the three of them - he quickly asked them to retreat from the lower realm. After they agreed, they traveled up north with Darya and Finnr. At the campfire that evening, Finnr explained what he had in mind. After meditating on the rock at Tisy summercamp, he realised that there were only a few things worth living for. It was a hard task, but one they would certainly succeed in. They left behind the broken world to ascend to a higher realm, one free from the dispair caused by others. [spoiler=Slice of Life: Kenway]Kenway Lee's inside of the mind of a sociopath It was the break of dawn when the sunshine through the slits of my window, the radio equipment I laid out begin to crackle, the smells of embers from the fire I set the night before left my room in an odd but pleasant aroma. There I lay, on my small but comfortable rug made out of a rather weird assortment of clothing covered by a the nice layer of leather. It made quite a comfortable bed, I stared at the ceiling for a while, enjoying the smell of ember, the birds chirp outside and the sounds of nature in general. It was a weird feeling, I simply don't want to get out of my bed so I just stared at the ceiling for a while. Thoughts flow through my mind, revising my routine and my schedule. I closed my eyes and thought of the flames of the previous nights. Slipping my hands under my pillow, I took out my favorite pistol, the 1911 and pointed it at the ceiling. Releasing the magazine from the gun, I checked the bullets inside to make sure everything is still pristine and the condition of the gun is still as good as I left it the night before. Taking my fingers of the thumb safety and spun the weapon in my hands for a few times before I sat up. Looking through the sights, I familiarize myself with my all time favorite weapon. It was a routine for me. I walked over to my desk lazily, and placed my pistol on the desk and organized all the folders again. Stacking all the folders in a neat stack and placing all the papers inside, making sure my desk is as organized as possible. Lifting up my cup, I took a sip of lukewarm water and waited for the soothing feeling to slide down my throat. It was no coffee but nowadays, clean lukewarm water is a luxury. I paced over to the fireplace, now in ashes and embers with a pot at the side. I can only assume the fire went out during the wee hours of the morning as the pot was still warm. Opening the lid, I reached inside and lifted up a towel, soaked in water that I boiled overnight to remove all the bacteria. I proceeded to clean myself. Every morning as I cleanse myself, I like to remind myself that I am not a perfect person, I allowed the towel and the warm water to flow down my neck and my arms, filling all the crevices for a second before flowing away. Every time the water hits a scar, I felt a sting. It reminded myself of what I've gone through in this world, and how I refuse to become soft again. After all, a battle cat is nothing without it's scarring. Tossing the towel back into the pot, I made a mental note of heating up the fire, a few hours before bed. That way I can clean myself of all the grime and dirt before I head off to bed. I reached over a rag and started to dry myself, my clothing sat on the side. I couldn't help my smile every time I look at my mask, it reminds me of who I really am. There is something I always love to say, "A sociopath wears a mask not because he doesn't want to be seen. It's because it represents who he really is." I slipped into my jacket, jeans and mask, sliding the 1911 into my jacket. I smiled, as I walked out of the door, taking my favorite fedora off the rack next to door I mumbled to myself as I opened the door. "Same shit, different day" *Lights Cigarette* [spoiler=Slice of Life: Riley]Riley Hyde's diary [align=left]Today, I woke up by the scent of roasted meat. [align=left] [align=left]After getting dressed - green jacket, black jeans, black beanie - I went outside. The cold winter wind tickling my nose made me put on my red face mask - which really is too big to fit my face. On my way to the storage, I walked past some of our people having breakfast (the roasted meat). I didn’t say hi though, well, let’s say I made some kind of awkward nodding gesture. I don’t know them - yet - so I don’t see why I should go through the effort of greeting them. Once I reach the barrel inside the shed (avoiding way too many people on my way) I swiftly grab my fishing gear, a can of peaches, and a pack of zucchini seeds. Once again passing the fire, without slowing down I drop the pack of seeds in Finnr’s lap: “Do me a favour, will ya?” I mumble. Without looking back, I set off to the nearby lake. Far enough from the fire but close enough to still hear the others, I find Vasili sitting under a big tree. I don’t know what he’s doing, and I certainly don’t care. When I pass him, I can see him looking up at me for a second. “Don’t look for too long, Vasili. My beauty might blind you, you know…” [align=left]No reaction. Fucking asshole. [align=left] [align=left]After walking for a while, I get to the swamp-like lake. Don’t be mistaken, there are actually fish living in this puddle of dirt. After emptying my backpack and preparing the gear, I sit down on a bed of pine needles. While waiting for a hungry fish who can’t resist my bait, I have to admit that the North really is colder than where we used to live. I don’t mind the cold, though. It sharpens my senses. [align=left]2 hours pass, still no fish. Nibbling on one of the canned peaches, my hands slowly start to get sticky. The juice filling up the can drips on my freshly washed clothes as I read a couple of chapters in Alice in Wonderland. Dani made me really happy when she gave it to me, and it makes me trust her a little bit more. [align=left] [align=left]By the end of the day, I managed to catch 3 fish. A big one, and 2 smaller ones. Not too impressive, I’m aware of that. Especially when there are 6 mouths to feed… At least it’s better than nothing. It had already turned dark when I could see the fire through the trees. I’m home. [align=left]After getting scolded by Finnr for staying out for so long, I proudly showed my catch to the rest of the group. However, my prey was nothing in comparison to the several rabbits Finnr and Vasili had managed to catch that day. [align=left] [align=left]For now, we’re a small community. Even though I barely talk to anyone yet, they kind of feel like family. Meaning: if someone got hurt, it would upset me. If it was Vasili… I wouldn’t give a fuck. But hey, at least I care about the others. [align=justify] [align=justify] Riley. [spoiler=Slice of Life: Finnr] Coming soon an everyday insight in the life of Finnr inside of the camp [spoiler=Slice of Life: Vasili] Coming soon an everyday insight in the life of Vasili Akulov inside of the camp http://i.imgur.com/3I6BRpC.png[/img] 1. Maintaining the balance between good and evil 2. To help those with the wooden coin 3. Give and take from the land 4. Learn to survive to gain independence 5. protect our own at all cost http://i.imgur.com/SI0NSLm.png[/img] Allied Friendly Neutral Lovec Forsaken Disliked Everyone Hated http://i.imgur.com/g0WJ2oI.png[/img] LEADER Darya Akulov THE LOYAL Dani Beddingfield THE TRUSTED James Graham Roman Akulov Daniel Bazinov Slade Chambers Scotty Matthias THE TRIALS Milos Petrovich Jakob Reyes Jack Lemons http://i.imgur.com/uPF9qVG.png[/img]
  13. [GAME] 400 posts before an Admin posts

    139 WOOOOOP!
  14. [GAME] 400 posts before an Admin posts

    135 Down with the system!
  15. [GAME] 400 posts before an Admin posts

    131 wub wub
  16. [GAME] 400 posts before an Admin posts

    128 wuh wuh
  17. *Darya holds her radio close to her mouth and presses down the transmit button* "My fellow brothers and sister there are things we need to speak of..... *She pauses and sighs* .... As our leader has dicided to leave us i am now taking the leadership, its what he wanted." *She lets go of the button and flips the page in her notebook then pressing down the button again* "As i am now the leader there are certain things we all need to speak about, but things that i will not speak of on the radio..... *she pauses for a few seconds* .... I want you all to meet me at the place we first called home, I will be there at noon everyday." *She lets go of the button and sighs, then quickly pressing it down again* "I will be monitoring the frequency, Lunak out" *She lets go of the button and places the radio next to her on the desk, waiting for any responses*
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