Metro Roleplaying part 1

I woke up from my unconciousness only a short time after my stomach was shredded by the winged beast. I was on a table and saw Benjamin treat me. My stomach was half open, part of my left forearm was completely gone my leg was covered in scratches and slices. and i couldnt see with my left eye. I was in pain. However i dodnt want to give up. I still had a quest. A mission. To save other metros from Nazism. I yelled as Benjamin began to treat me touching my wounds. My arm was gushing blood like a waterfall. I knew that if he didnt cover it somehow i would be a gonner. And the mission would be over. Not only for me. But fo my friends. As i looked down at my arm i was in shock. it was completely shredded. And most of it was gone. Thankfully my fingers remained in place and i could still move them, however, with pain. i could see my bone sticking out...............

 

i never thought roleplay could be this amazing. it feels like im IN a book. this is soo crazy. kepp up the good work guys

 

You sound like a goner, Boris! Far out...

I broke away a few bricks quickly, sweat spreading down my back. "Damn damn damn!" I muttered. Finally I grabbed Wolf, and dragged him through. Down below I saw Benjamin quickly working on Boris. Taking a quick scan of the sky (that egg was very bad), I lifted Wolf onto my back and slowly walked down the stairs. I didn't want to drop him, had to get him to safety.
I left the tower, and finally dropped Wolf next to Boris. I saw Boris was awake. "Hey man, are you gonna be okay? Shi..." I grabbed a rag from my bag and put a tourniquet on his upper arm. "You'll be okay, man, you'll be okay". I saw Benjamin knew what he was doing. Turning to Wolf, I examined his limbs. Nothing broken, at least, not obviously. His helmet had a dent on the back, I hoped he had a ton of padding in there. His gasmask seemed okay, but there was a crack running down one side.
"Wolf seems alive, but I can't take his helmet off out here. I'm gonna stay on guard, unless you need help, Benjamin", I said.

 

I was in complete pain but i knew we needed to get out of here. Benjamin wrapped my arm with a rag really tightly and wrapped a string aroung my arm and neck so it can hang. Then i commanded him to take out a shirt from my bag and wrap it around my stomach. The wond in my stomach was deep. However thankfully didnt reach any of my internal organs. My left arm....well i thought that IF we ever got to kievskaya alive then itd be amputated. I lay there while they secured me. "We gotta get going. Kievskay isnt that far. 5 or 6 blocks maybe ( haha 5 blocks is like a 20 minute walk because homes in russia are really really long. ). We can make it and i think i can walk. Theres should be a doctor at the station willing to heal me and Wolf." I stood up. Every step i took it felt like i was getting stabbed and burnt. It was horrible and i felt like taking off my mask. I headed to the exit.....i felt confident thatd id survive. not in my arm tho.

 

I sighed in relief of their survival, whilst in agony of their damages. "Boris is right, we cannot remain here, though some of us would need to. If our walk ahead is not too far, then we shall make movement" I said with a calm and deep tone. As we got out onto the little stairs that went out, up to the streets, I gave Boris a helplful hand to get up. As we got out onto the streets, he was about to walk out of my grip, but I tightened it and pulled him back at me. "I'm able to walk on my own, thank you" he said, sounding serious and a little annoyed. I leaned closer to him and said with a very low tone behind his ear "Not trusting newcomers, ey? Well, I'm not any more 'evil' than say... fire. It all depends on your point of view; Try to get a better understanding of things before you make your judgement". He just looked at me. "Just some friendly.. advice" I finished before I smiled at him, patted his shoulder and let go off him. Of course he did not see my smile through the gasmask. We all started walking down the street. I kept my P90 in my hands this time.
Btw, is Craneum/Roach still with us? He haven't posted in.. yeah..?

 

A lot of people haven't posted for a while now; maybe it's best to assume that their characters had to stay in the metro and once they are back, they can return to ours. Also, thanks guys for saving Wolf's ass. xD I'm not going to post in this thread for the time of my character's unconsciousness. However, I will still read what's going on and I'll pop back into the game soon.

By the way, I agree with Boris, I never knew this could get so awesome; it really does feel like being inside a book. Thank you to everyone involved - for creating such an awesome atmosphere.

 

It just hit me that we kind of bailed out on Wolf now xD. What the heck, let's just say that Steven is carrying him?

 

"I'm not any more 'evil' than say... fire. It all depends on your point of view; Try to get a better understanding of things before you make your judgement." Ha ha, Skaara, you always sound so wise. Ha ha ha! Btw, yes, I am carrying Wolf. I hope he wakes up soon, he's pretty damn heavy!

Since both Benjamin and I were carrying a man each, we were left pretty defenceless. I kept an eye out above me, and then told Benjamin "There was an egg up in that tower..." He looked at me, then looked forward again, silent. We trudged on for another 10 or 15 metres, concentrating on getting below ground. Far away, something howled, but it was miles away, thank God.
The buildings looked down on us with their empty, smashed windows, and the wind blew eerily through the empty rooms of abandoned houses.

 

We were in movemnt for about 15 minutes and were getting close to the station, i held my revolver in one hand. My body felt like it was on fire. as we walked past houses and homes i noticed the kremlin wall. i quickly looked away. "Dont look at the Kremlin starts." i briefed. We later passed a park. it was dark and covered with lush trees without leaves. there was a fire in the distance. in the center of the park itself. . . . . .

 

kremlin stars, DONT LOOK!!

 

Lol, I thought the Kremlin stars were actual stars, located just above the building, on the sky. And I thought "But there are thick radioactive clouds..?" and "Even one kilometer away, they'd still be at the same position on the sky anyway" lol ^^. Btw, Boris, you're the leader of this mission, so you roleplay the way that we walk when nobody has anything more interesting to roleplay at that moment.. Oh, and in your previous post, are you saying that the fire is in the middle of the park, or that there is something in the park that we don't know what is yet, while the fire is far away?

 

haha no its from the book metro 2033. wen artyom is on the surface he passes a park with a bonfire far away in the park. i tried to replicate that scene anyway howbout i continue and then u guys can continue the story
It took us about 10 more minutes to arive to the station gates. They were locked, offcourse, but i knew the way to get in. I asked Benjamin to knock on the gate 3 times fast 2 times slow and then 3 times fast again. He did it twice since the first time nobody apperantly heard it. And on the socnd time a small windows crack opened and a large man stood there looking at us. I showed him my face and he immideatly opened the door.


It was dark, cold, and dusty. Kievskaya, although over populated, was very un pleasing. Once we got inside it was clear that something was wrong since everybody acted strangely suspicious. We went to the doctors office and told him the situation. "20 cartriges for your friend and 40 cartriges for your open wound, or i do nothing," he commanded. "10 cartriges for my friend, and 15 cartriges for me, or a bullet through your head," i luaghed. The doctor didnt make the slightest facial expression. "just kidding," i joked as i took out a "Hansa" Pass. He let us do the operation for 10 cartiges. (Because Kievskaya was on the Hansa Territory the civilians were cautioned not to draw attention. Apperantly the doctor knew that i was able to report him to Hansa officials for not helping a Hansa Pass Holder)

"Why is everybody so scared here?" asked a unknown man as we sat in a small room to wait for treatment. "Because People are dissaperaing here for unknown reasons, well....unkown for you," i said. "There is a station on the other side of this line. Park Pobedy. That is sealed of by a collapses tunnel. People say that there is something in that station that is taking way people. I have a friend, Miller is his name, whos been on the other side of the collapse. After he returned the dissaperance rate was lowering. Personally i have no idea who is doing it because Miller never told me>"

The doctors came out with a angry look and ordered me to come in for treatment. First me than Wolf apperantly. I went inside with Benjamins help. Then everybody left and i was left alone with the doctor. He asked me some questions and said that minimum surgery was required for me to survive. First of all he was gonna stich up my stomach. since no organs were harmed. then he would staralize my left forearm and add a plastic cover on it to cover the wound. but first he would stich up my muscle that was ripped and in a lot of pain. Right after that he put a wierd looking mask on my face and i quickly fell into a deep deep sleep.


.............

 

After dropping off Boris, I left Wolf and Benjamin and went to find some food. All of the activity over the last two days had not been kind to me. My back still itched from the scratch I had received in the tunnels. Damn, it was so good to be underground again! The walls of the tunnels seemed to offer protection, hope, and shelter.

Kievskaya was quite dark, even though all the lights were on. They seemed to live in fear of something, and people looked furtively around at me, as if I might grab someone and run off with them. I found a small "cafe" in a corner where they sold pork. Handing over 30 cartridges, I chomped down on a massive chunk of meat, savoring the greasy taste and the rich mushroom sauce.

 

I got out of the hospital 2 hours later with a stiched stomach and a modified arm. It still hurt like hell though. I saw Benjamin and Wolf nearly asleep in the waiting room. Wolf was beggining to gain conciousness. I wasnt hungry at all and it was 7 pm. "You know what Benj, im gonna go sleep. I had enough for one day. Can you get Wolf to the doctor safely?" I left to the guest room.

My stomach's wound wasnt as bad as i imagined when i was laying on the roof on the surface. the demon just cut my fore sking and scratched a little bit of my muscle. So the doctor just sterelized it and sewed it up. Although i did have a medium sized scar running from my lower sternum to the bottom left corner of my stomach.
My arm however was a different matter. it had a huge opening and one could see bone through the damp hole. I also got my muscle sliced. The doctor sterelized my arm. Stiched and stabled my muscle together (wich would mean i wouldnt be good in a close quarter fight) and added a small layer of fabrik to cover my muscle. The fabric was covered with long lasting alcohol. Then he added a plastic casing to cover my woung. it wen around my whole lower foreum and was a brownish color.

I entered the guest tent slowly and put down my bag and equipment. Lay on the bed and fell sound asleep immediatly.... it was still very early.

By the way sorry my map is kinda small. and you may have noticed that i mispelled Demon with Devil. so please just ignore it

 

"Chris!" I couldn't believe it, it was like seeing a ghost, yet I knew that he was real. His face was disfigured, but considering that I'd last seen him facing a massive horde of mutants, he must've done pretty well for himself. I signaled to the bartender, and ordered another two plates of pork and a bottle of vodka. "Well... man, you wouldn't believe what's happened since we split up, but first things first: what's your story?"

Good to have you back Ghost! This thread has reached the 250-post mark, and you and I were there at the beginning. Ha ha, I feel old...

 

I opened my eyes... I couldn't feel my body, I think I was in a sitting position. There walls around me and although my vision was very clouded, there was no gas mask aiding my breathing. I tried to move, shout for help, but I couldn't - my body wasn't responding and all I could do was twitch my fingers and turn my head slightly. Then I saw Benjamin sitting next to me and calmed down a little. Only a few seconds after I had woken up; I was already falling unconscious again.

Once again, my eyes widened. I saw a masked face leaning over me, holding some tools. I tried to shout, but instead all that came from my mouth was an inaudible sound. However, this time I could control my body; to a limited extent. I tried to get up, but as soon as I tensed my muscles, I felt great pain. I tried again to break free and then I realized that my limbs were bound. In a desperate attempt to escape from these strangers I begun shaking around, with as much force as possible. I saw more faces appearing around me (also masked) and then felt a horrible sting in my right arm... I looked down and spotted the needle. Only then did memories come back to me and I realized this was at a doctor's, but even though I had calmed down, the medicine's effect already kicked in and I fell into deep slumber, full of weird dreams.

 

After leaving Wolf with the medically trained person, I began studying the surrounding environment. A strange area indeed. Dusty, cold, dark and heartless. Walking through the hallways while looking far down at the short souls either leaning in a corner or sitting in the filth, I felt something strange. Something occuring. All the miserable faces curiously but catiously watching me. I felt... enormous. As I walked around a corner, there was nothing else than a dead end with two men around a fireplace, both masked. I stopped slowly before I began walking back as one of them said "Ey, you!". I turned only my head around to see that he signaled for me to come over. I looked at the opposite direction of the room to see if anyone was located there. One man leaning against the wall, also masked. He did not notice that I saw him. I slowly moved my body in direction of the two men with their arms crossed. I kept mine down, beside my belt. "Who are you?" one of them asked me shortly with a russian accent and a quite normal voice. "Mostly just another simple traveller, passing by" I answered.

Though the man's mask covered his face expressions, I was able to read his suspiciosness right through it. "You got any bullets on you?" he asked after a little silence. I turned around and saw the third man slowly approach me from my behind. I gave him a long look, letting him know that I was aware of his presence. His arms was crossed and he had a little smile over his mouth. I looked over at the two other men. "Enough for.. myself." I said confidently. "You feel like sharing it?" he asked with sarcasm in his voice as he tilted his head a little and made a little gesture with his hand. The man behind me slowly put his hand on my shoulder and said with a dark voice "Just hand him the bullets and we'll let you walk away peacefully". I looked at the man's hand on my shoulder before I looked back at the one in front of me. "I do only share what is necessary to share with befriendeds. Thou will not be in need of what I carry, for you already posess more than most souls around" I said, hoping for them to let me wander off without starting a huge fight. I did not want to be injured. He looked at me for a little while. "Have it your way" he said as he lowered his arms, and the grip around my shoulder tightened a little.

I quickly shoved my elbow into the man's stomach behind me. He bendt over a little bit, holding his stomach shortly as I pushed him backwards, making him fall over a crate randomly being right there. As I knew that one of the two other men was about to hit me in the back of my head, I quickly ducked. As expected, his fist flew just above my head. I grabbed his arm, spinned around him, grabbed his neck from behind, put my leg behind him and pulled him backwards, making him fall onto his back. The third one hit me in the side of my head. The punch was awfully hard against my skull as I fell sideways, landing onto another crate that the most talk-active had been sitting on. Knowing that I did not have much time before the next hit, I striked him with a rugby-like attack and smashed him against the wall. My shoulders also hit the wall, but not as hard as his back did. The sound of a whining breath came out of him; he probably lost his breath as I pushed him aside and dodged into the hallway just as the one that had fallen over the crate ran towards me. He barely hit me, making me dash lightly against the hall-wall before he almost stumbled over the other man laying on the ground. I leaned against the wall with the worst headache possible and hurting shoulders as I reached for the tranquilizer in my belt. I always had a syringe in it, in case I needed it drasticly fast, which I did at that moment.

The talk-active one had gotten up on his feet and was about to charge at me again, but I raised my weaponary at him and all of a sudden, I felt secure again. He stood there, looking at me with his chest raised proudly. "If thou wanted thee bullets, then bullets is what I shall share with you" I said, though my weapon didn't contain any bullets; Just the syringe. He did not speak, he just stood there, ready to be shot. "But with deeper thought.." I said before I slowly lowered my weapon. "The ones who exalts themselves will be humbled, and whoever humbles themselves shall be exalted. I will follow thee advice" I said and stuffed the Tranquilizer back into my belt. "Just get out of here" he said in an annoyed way and waved shortly at me. I nodded at the man, straightened my dreadlocks after the little fight and walked away with an awful headache and pain in my shoulders. I cursed this happening.

Wow, did I just write this? Lol ^^

 

while wolf was tortured in the doctors office and chris had a huge scar on his face and benjamin getting into a fight, i was sleeping peacefully........


haha

 

Time for Ghost and Von to do sum passive-rp :3

As I walked downwards the hallway, I noticed Steven conversing with an unknown stranger while eating a porkchop. My bullets were saved and my stomach was twisting in agony. I also enjoyed to study people's behaviour by listening to their conversations without actually joining them. A quite rude, but necessary deed. I walked over and sat down by the bar-disk, a few meters away from Steven and the stranger. They both noticed me, but I remained at my seat. I noticed that my presence interrupted their conversation, but it did not take long for it to re-progress. The man behind the disk walked over to me, cleaning his hands with a filthy, grey rag. He was rather chubby with a little beard and a pleasant voice as he said "You want anything?" to me. I looked up at him with my eyes, without moving my head, with my arms on the table and my fists closed together. "Food". The man chuckled a little as he shook his head and went to the back. I had to smile for myself for a little moment. It did not go long before he returned with a porkchop, smelling deliciously. "Thirty cartridges" he said shortly. I slung my backpack off my back, placed it against the desk, took out the cartridges and handed them to him before he placed the half-cracked plate in front of me. I tied my dreadlocks in a pony tail on my back and took my gloves slowly and patiently off before I grabbed the steak and began eating the warm food happily. Wonderful.