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Realistic or Modern Whiteout

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Mikhel Rusinov [Chicago/10:02]


"Well, grew up in Russia, and moved to Chicago a year before it happened. All of my friends died within the first blizzards." Mikhel would show no sign of emotional deterioration. "After that, I started to not as value life above survival." "I almost shot you as soon as I saw you." Mikhel would say. "Oh, and sorry."
 
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"Don't need to worry about it...also...that hapenned to me too..." Marko also didn't show any sort of emotion from saying that. "Anyways, my name is Marko Häyhä and before you ask...yes, my father is Simo Häyhä" he shrugged as he mentioned his father. "Sadly...he died back in '02, he was a nice person..."


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High in the bell tower of downtown, Nilo "The Mechanist" Crouches down with a shot glass and a piece of paper, trying to magnify what light he can to make a small fire. The wind is blowing gently and snow dances across his field of vision. His attempt at building a fire is soon declared void and he sets his glass down gently. He quietly raises his Rifle and peers down his scope, surveying the area. "ne'aapal troy volga may'nee" see anything my friend? He whispers to Trinket. (his non-existent friend). Making a complete 360 Nilo still sees nothing.. "kquavach"! Crap! He plops back down and pulls his hoodie into him more... "T..Too cold it is.. This why no people are here." He sighs and fights sleep wondering when he'll find another person. Trinket doesn't talk much and Nilo is really missing conversation.
 
Mikhel Rusinov [Chicago/10:04am]


"Well, the last time I saw someone, which was about 2 or 3 months ago; I found them in the bell tower. Then I was shot at, and I had to kill them." "What do you think?" Mikhel checked his magazine, then put it back in.
 
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"Eh, if you're talking about the guy you killed, I would probably do the same." Marko draws his Mosin Nagant. "And if you're thinking about what to do next.. I feel like going to a hospital, see if there is any Medical supply available..." he shook his head at the word 'hospital' as if something happened there that he 'didn't like it much


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[QUOTE="Invalid User]"Actually, forget it. I haven't slept in a fucking day." "We'll do it tomorrow." Mikhel moved back into the building, fortified it, went to sleep, and dropped his guard for the first time in a year.
(GTG sleep. Later.)

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(Good night, I'll probably stop Rping for the night too...)
 
Joseph finally woke up, only to see Robert driving, Taylor clutching her head, and Melia seemingly sleeping. "Huh? What did I miss?" Joseph said, confused on why Robert was driving while Taylor was clutching her head.
 
"Nee'et tou demo" (Let's look around) The Mechanist quickly packed up his few belongings and started the traverse into whiteness. He tightened his gas mask and pulled his hood over his head, slowly climbing down the outside of the bell tower. As he reached the ground he pulled out His rifle and began to walk. He wasn't sure where he was going but his gut told him north and he was making mental notes of the building he passed. "feh temo yega'ra... Wenn milo ta'o" (There has to be someone... anyone who's alive.) He rounded a corner and continued walking. He could have sworn he heard a car, but then again, I could have been the wind.
 
Mikhel Rusinov [Chicago/7:04am]


"Fuck. What time is it?" Mikhel said as he woke up and got out of the makeshift bed.


Mikhel grabbed his M16 and backpack, and prepared to head out.
 
Captain Jonathan 'Prophet 1-1' Jacobs [Outskirts of Chicago/7:05]


"Radio Check, Over." Jonathan said over the radio.


"2-1 copies."


"3-1 copies."


"4-1 copies."


"*Static*"


"5-1, do you copy?"


"Shit. Stop the convoy." Jonathan called.


The humvees wheeled over to the side of the road, to see 5-1's car was about 40-50 meters away, with blood splattered on the windshield and the gunner was slumped over to the left, obviously dead.


"Disembark! Disembark!" Jonathan yelled through the radio.


Gunfire was heard from an LMG, and the front car was raked with gunfire, the gunner and driver being killed near-instantly.


"Come on! I thought this was going to be smooth!" yelled 2-1 over the radio.


"Well, welcome to state-of-the-art-mother-fucking-Chicago!"


"HOld your positions and locate the gunfire!"
 
"Probably... 7 'o clock.." Marko stood up and looked around."So... should we continue to head towards the hospital?" he grabs the Mosin Nagant that was leaning against the wall. "So...I was thinking... if there are still supplies there, we could trade a few medicine for...some mags, water, food... etc.." He left the building first, then waited outside for Mikhel.


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[Outskirts, Moving into the City]


Clutching his HK 416 Assault Rifle in his hands Sergeant MacIntyre cleared his throat quietly, unable to see much from down on the ground, he stepped up onto the roof of a frozen over car, taking in the sight of the city, spotting something only meters from his current position he nodded to himself a good few times, his gazing didn't last too long especially since he knew better than to stay stood on top of a car with a rifle in hand, he hopped down, his snow treads digging into ground giving him a better grip into it, turning to looking over his shoulder briefly before raising his rifle into his shoulder and leaning into the sights slightly as he moved at a swift walk towards what seemed to be the second floor of a house leaving foot prints in the snow that were swiftly being filled in with snowfall.
 
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[Near an Abandoned Building/7:06]


"As the Snowstorm started to dissipate"Mikhel Where are you!?"Nathan shouted as Sarah just kept watch as They enter a Building seeing Footprints inside the Building"Mikhel you here!?"As Sarah just Watched the Entrance, Noticing a Figure outside the Building Sarah goes out and Aim's a Gun towards the Figure"FREEZE!"


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VirtualNotoriety said:
[Near an Abandoned Building/7:06]
"As the Snowstorm started to dissipate"Marko!, Mikhel Where are you guys!"Nathan shouted as Sarah just kept watch as They enter a Building seeing Footprints inside the Building"Marko you here!?"As Sarah just Watched the Entrance"





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(Wait... mental glitch here...how did they know about him xD )
 
[QUOTE="An Unknown Person](Wait... mental glitch here...how did they know about him xD )

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(Sorry xD forgot that they didn't meet him yet I'll edit)
 
VirtualNotoriety said:
(Sorry xD forgot that they didn't meet him yet I'll edit)
(Wait...I have an ideia...since he is distracted (waiting for Mikhel), Sarah could try to sneak behind him...and just hold a gun to his head? And well...that could happen since he is looking towards the building)
 
[QUOTE="An Unknown Person](Wait...I have an ideia...since he is distracted (waiting for Mikhel), Sarah could try to sneak behind him...and just hold a gun to his head? And well...that could happen since he is looking towards the building)

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(gonna reply yet?)
 
"What do you want?" Marko asked, as if they were having a 'friendly' conversation. "I'm just waiting for my friend..." he continued, as he slowly turned towards Sarah, trying to not make any sudden movements. "Listen... put the gun down..." he kept his calm tone all the time. "Who are you?" he asked, faking a curious tone so he could learn more about the person that was trying to kill him aiming the gun at him.


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