Roleplay Part 3

i agree with Von. i think we shud arrive at Lubyanka and start part 4 as a seperate thread.

 

"Stevens right, we need to quit dragging our feet here. I've had enough of this god forsaken tunnel, so are we gunna go or keep telling ghost stories?. I yelled trying to over through andrey's arguing,it wasn't until the old man answered andrey's question that my voice stopped dead with surprise.


I'm hoping pyotr tells his "stalker history" story, so I'm gunna wait till he posts again

 

"and why should he do that? hed just slow us down" i continued. i kept on walking down the tunnel with steven by my side. "we have about 15 more minutes to go." i said slowly. taking a shallow breath of air.

 

"Listen, boy." I said through gritted teeth, "Don't you know sound advice when you hear it? Just because you have a gun doesn't mean you can waltz in the stations and not give a flying f*ck about all the sh*t that's happening."

"You remind me of an old hot shot I knew. Death-bringer, he fancied himself. Walked around carrying an SVU everyday. Shoots kids at a distance for sh*ts and giggles. Castrated Nazis officers in the surface then removed their masks. Killed anyone who slowed him down and executed people who he found 'not useful enough'. Too bad one time he picked on a small boy, no older than eight. Got a switchblade in throat and a bottle of beer shoved in his eye."

"But then it gets worse. He's still kicking. Now he only has one hand, no feet, no ear, half a nose, and one lip. Gets kicked everyday by little kids,and gets laughed at by the people he used to push around. Swear one time he had to eat off a pig's bowl to survive. Moral of the story? Keep trying to act like a hard-ass and you'l find out some kid's a bigger hard-ass and you'll pay for it. Big time."

"Now, since I'm done being nostalgic, how 'bout this: We go in together. We got more guns to fight off any encounter we have, either against the reds or any nazi deathsquad that might have a trigger happy commissar, so it shouldn't even be a goddamn question. Eight guns are better than seven after all."

 

(Sorry about that. I'll try to lessen the swearing.)

"My name has little meaning, though some have grown to call me 'Pyotr'." I replied the other man, the one who was trying to get us moving. I look at his hand for a moment, skeptically, before shaking.

 

Andrey did not budge over this, he has not seen the things i have seen, those ghosts can kill you, trap you in the past and you can never come back, but what he said about this slowing us down was true so i backed down, for now "Fine, we are being slowed by this yes, then lets go, and Andrey you have not seen, what i have seen remember this." looking at out new companion Pyotr i said "You seem seasoned, and funny, welcome aboard to the weirdo wagon, we got plenty of space left." i chuckled, turning around i was looking through the tunnel, it was silent and nothing was moving i muttered to myself "This is not good." and i turned on the flashlight i attached to my L85

 

Gone from the forums for just one more day and there's already two new pages. Awesomeness
As we moved on, we ran into a traincart that we had to go through to get past because of all the stonerubble that had blocked the tunnel. As Andrey warned us about the dead, I knew there would be a stinch, so I put on my gasmask and kept my flashlight off. I actually had to lower my head and walk crouched through the cart. Although someone turned on their flashlight, I just kept looking straight forwards. A voice was heard and someone started arguing. Darkbringer collapsed and screamed. I knew what was going on, but I did neither hear nor see anything unusual. I believe that it was because of my gasmask not allowing me to inhale radiated air. As we made our way out again, almost everyone but Andrey seemed shocked by the incident when I took off my gas mask.

Even when we kept walking, there was still some arguing between Vlad, Andrey and the newcomer that introduced himself to Steven as "Pyotr". Steven eventually managed to cut off the discussion, and everything suddenly felt more silent again. I had kept at the back of the group, closer to Roach, not doing too much. I walked quickly up to the old man that seemed eager to walk with us. "Greetings. The name is Benjamin Soprano" I said as I Reached my hand out in front of him, walking beside him. He was rather tall, but definitely not as tall as me. No one ever were.

 

It is common knowledge, that if even the ever-present rats are absent in a tunnel, it usually means something worse reigns there. But I felt safe, becasue we were many, and we were armed to the teeth. I looked at my flamethrower, then turned on the flashlight. Vlad had already done the same. I took point this time, walking in front of the group, scanning for movement or unnatural sounds. I had lost some dignity and respect, and it was time to get it back. My finger was not on the trigger, but just under the firing mode selector. I was back in focus mode. I shut out the sound of our boots, the rattling of our weapons, the drops of water dripping down froom the ceiling. All I could hear was my own breath now. It was like getting your nightvision on. It took around 10 minutes of relative silence to get, but could be ruined with only one loud sound. I communicated with the group by sign language

 

Good thing we did not ruin each others posts, Skaara

 

I nodded in reply to the one opened the flare and the other who called himself Benjamin. With all their lights, my natural night vision began to degrade. Damn. It would take more than an hour to get back into that zone.

I took a deep breath, trying to ease my old lungs back, and gritted my teeth as I unslung my rifle. My old saiga rifle. How many more notches do I add in this trip, I wonder.

 

The man who had seemed to have a sharpened tongue did not seem to utter a single word for my introduction as he only nodded at me. I suddenly remembered that I had a flashlight on my HK, so I hung the head-band with the flashlight back onto my backpack, unhooked my HK from my backpack's right side, flicked on the flashlight and aimed around at the places that I wanted to lighten up. With the big rifle in my hands, I slowed down to eventually end up walking beside Roach again in the back of the group. "So, Roach... May I ask how you found us again?" I asked with a very low voice, almost whispering.

I have to admit that I felt a little troubled with out group now. Vlad and Steven both seemed annoyed. Same about Andrey, who was a cocky and too self-secure man thinking he could defeat the whole world on himself, as the one leading the way. I believed that I could trust Dimitri, seeing that he was an old friend of Darkbringer, but when I thought of it, I did not really know Darkbringer that well anyway. He also seemed to already have caused trouble as his mind appareantly did not seem fitted for travelling through the dangers in the tunnels. As if this was not enough, we had just aquired a completely new member who seemed to be mentaly unstable despite his intelectual sayings. I had a strange feeling that everyone in front of me and Roach, would just all of a sudden start shooting each other. Roach was honestly the only one I felt relaxed with at the moment.

 

We finilly started moving forward again only this time with a few extra boots. He had introduced himself to steven as Pyotr, his presence didn't worry me because there was no way a man of his wisdom could be a theif or bandit. being this far in the tunnel it was pitch black, so as the group started to turn on their flashlights i did the same. turning on my head lamp i started to look around the tunnel, everything looked fine except for one little detail. The rats where nowhere to be seen, and as much as i hated them i knew there presence was vital. If the rats are absent there's usually a good reason.

 

We were approaching the Lubyanka station guard post and a light shone on us fro mthe distance. "STOP!" yelled the slightly chubby guard in his uniform. but i continued walking without doubt. He started to aim his weapon at me as i approached the baracade. i showed him my 'pass' and he stepped back slightly and looked at me. then he let me along with the group through.

The station was quite small. There was a Red Prison on the surface and the station catacombs were used as permanent residence for political, war, and other criminals. There were no women at all. Mostly men above the age of 30. There was a large workshop and most of the metro weapons were made here. I approached a man in a kiosk selling weapons and, as the group was in the station observing it, whispered to him. "Do you have it?" He looked around and went into a back room for 2 minutes and came back with a brand new VSV with a silencer, acog scope, laser sight, and a flashlight attached to it. It was black in color and about the same size as a ak 74.

I went to a small 'rest' area and sat down. waiting for the group to finish sight seeing. The next tunnel was farely safe. However, 7 years ago it was the sight of the frontline between the reds and the nazis. i reloaded my VSV. and slung it over my shoulder. and relaxed for a moment waiting for the others.

I already sensed, in the previous tunnel, that the men hated me. I didnt care, i was here for the money so i could make a living in this forgoten world. The only man i seemed to have respect for was Benjamin. He seemed wise, respectful, skilled, and able to accept me for my past and for who i was. and i appreciated him for that.

Vlad seemed like a man of great skill. But he truly underestimated my skill. Roach was just a fighter who seemed to just not like me. Pyotr, well i didnt liek him since he seemed wierd for staying in a graveyard when we met him before. and steven, i didnt really dislike him or anything it was just that i was hunting him for wolf. And wolf was a great friend of mine. So i was willing to accpet Steven. The others seemed alright. But i understood their opinions on me.

I waited for the rest to come. I rolled up my sleeves. turned my watch over. and waited. lost in thought.

 

As we entered Lubyanka station, I was surprised and impressed of how Andrey managed to get us past the guards so easily, and how he just simply gained that VSV. It was clear that he had a past that involved this station and the area around it. Though I believe that no man had ever been through every station in the whole metro. That would take years, even for a skilled Hansa traveller. And Andrey did neither seem like a Hansa person, nor a traveller. I could not know for sure though. Although he seemed to have a lot of knowledge, even the most known wolf would get lost like a lamb if it travelled to far from its home area.

I followed Andrey all the way until he sat down. The station was impressive, but I was in no need of sight-seeing despite my urge to explore it, maybe even gain some souvenirs. No, I was for once eager to leave. I was eager to set foot out into the dangers of the tunnel, despite how I earlier wasn't looking forward to it. I guess I could illustrate it by taking a shower. Before one goes into the shower, one just do not simply want to, but when one first finally is there, one cannot understand why one earlier wouldn't want to.

 

This is great! a lot of tension is building up. and this is getting really interesting great job guys!

PS. maybe we can start roleplay part 4 from here? and in part 4 continue into the riech?

 

You have my vote on that
My character hates ur character Boris, hes everything Vlad hates the most

 

Agreed. We should start a new thread from here, and it does have a lot of tension
But believe me, it does get to Benjamin as well. He has his own opinion on them all aswell, he's just the silent type who rather spectates instead of debating, to really find out which part he would be taking if it got to that. Man, I could speak about my character for ages, lol.