Roleplay part 6

I've never seen Expendables, but I think I know what you mean. Glad you're enjoying it. I really like it too, it feels great to be back and doing this again.

 

I'm very tempted to put all this into book (to publish if possible, of course with all legal permits) or fanfic form. what you reckon guys?

*we dragged the guys back to the hospital and tied them up. I faced the big burly one, and took my dagger out. without any preambule I sliced the tendons in his right arm, his gun arm, making it useless. he let out a yelp and tried to move it, but it hung limply to his side*

'I don't care what your orders are, if you wanna kill me you are welcome to try, you and your nazi buddies, but if you ever attack any my friends ever again, I swear to whoever god is left, you will end up your very short life tied up to a lampost, bleeding slowly to death on the surface, with no gas-mask, or clothes for that matter, to protect you. believe me, it can be a very slow and painful end, specially knowing that howlers really go berserk with the smell of blood' I said calmly cleaning the blood on his clothes.

'now, I wiil ask you only once, and if you don't answer, next time you open your eyes you'll be out there with the howlers for company. where is glock? are there any more of you following us?'

*he didn't answer at first, so I took my Sig by the barrel and lifted my arm, ready to knock him out. He looked at me and saw I was not bluffing*

'well?' I said. Glock is near Tsvetnoi Bulvar. he'll be there for awhile, last I know, I swear. there are no other teams in Prospekt, he just sent us here and another team to Novoslobodkaya. we saw you getting of the train and radioed the others, so they'll be on their way here. they should arrive tonight. please, don't kill us, please'

*I looked at him with contempt and knocked him out cold*

'sorry about that guys. well, I suggest we warn the authorities and get the hell out of this place' I said to the guys, taking a moment to have a sip of coffee and a puff of my smoke.

 

Look, that'd be straight awesome!
Damn, I've been hoping for someone to write that for long
If you'll ever need help with anything, just message me.

 

That... would take A LOT of work... especially if you wanted to do it right from the very beginning, even before I got involved in this during my first time in 2011. There's multiple threads of it. It's a very cool idea though - I'm just saying that it would take ages to complete it. Besides, I'm not sure if it would work as a fan fic novel. Since everyone writes from their perspective, it is interesting but confusing and a pain to read for anyone who isn't involved in the role-play.

 

Whatever you do, you should think about what Bamul wrote. But, still, if you cut a heel and hack a toe here and there, it would fit fine for a fan fic, or if it's good, a metro universe type book. But set off some time to it, because there are somthing like 170 pages to go through.

 

well, I've got a lot of time in my hands at the moment. I was thinking of starting it as Odessa's adventures, from a bit before she got to join the group, and from there on, and including parts of what happenned before, to give the guys in the rp a good background. I used to write a lot and got a story published in the internet. wrote a book awhile ago, but lost the hard copy when I moved houses 10 years ago, and the pc where it was got a virus and lost everything, although I can stil remember most of it.

 

yeah, that too, it would have to be more 'credible' kind of. I think is just a matter of doing it slowly. you never know, I might be crazy enough to try it! btw, shall we get back on rp, or the'll never get out of prospekt!

 

As Odessa knocked the brute unconscious Benji finilly said the words I'd been waiting to hear for hours. But first things first. I drew my revolver and shot the second Nazi threw his forehead as he came to. "Ok. Now we can go".

 

Yeah a book will be a pretty cool idea. However may i suggest that if any of u do write it then please use caution . Instead of all of us having m4's, scar-h's, g36c's, and 50 cals make it so we have guns that fit with metro. Like the ak 47, ak 74, bastard, shotguns, etc. Also make sure that the combat sequences are more realistic. i mean killing off a whole station is a bit silly. (But good in roleplay).

And focusing on one character is a wise decision. Choose one. Like Odessa. And write the whole novel from her point of view. What she think the other characters think. And what she feels.

But im sure it will be a good book anyway. So good luck if any of u guys will do this.

And as always. If u guys need any help on the book. Feel free to PM me and i can surely help you guys out.

 

Everything went all too fast for me. I havent been in combat for a while now. And these men sure seemed as if they knew what they were doing. One man was dragged by the group into a small room that belonged to the hospital. It was used as a supply room. As we entered the room they sat him down and waited for him to gain conciousness. I stayed out of this. It wasnt my buisness and i just sat in the corner and watched the man. I adjusted my barrel on my G36c and took off my bag and placed it next to my lap. And waited for something to happen. I would leave the interrogation to the group.

 

*it seemed it was settled, so I took all my gear, headed to the door and turned to the guys*

'right, let's go'

*we started walking towards the tunnel, but before leaving Prospekt I went to one of the guards and explained to him what happened. he nodded and promised to be on the lookout. and without any more delays we finally set off. I didn't turn my head to check the guys were following, but instinctively I knew they were. switching my torch off, I let my eyes get use to the growing darkness. Jet jumped on my shoulder and settled down*

 

Odessa started walking off, and I was honestly quite eager to leave the station, having attracted all this attention. So I jumped onto the rails and walked towards the darkness of the tunnel.

 

When I saw a blurred, dark shadow jump on Odessa's shoulder, I almost instinctively reached for my Tokarev. I thought it was some kind of mutant critter, but then I realized it was a cat, calmed down and chuckled at my own reaction. It has been a while since I'd seen an animal that wasn't trying to kill me. I put my pistol back in its place and kept following Odessa.

We couldn't get much out of the thug at the station and he ended up dying on us. It was an unfortunate end for a brainwashed youth, but it would be an understatement to say that he brought it on himself. Poor bastard. Then again, none of the cold-blooded killers who murdered my whole family and all of my friends ever showed any remorse. Why should I? In a way, I had become more like them than I had imagined. I used to be an independent kid who just wanted to get by. Now I am a fully grown murderer who can slay members of his own species without hesitation, as soon as his safety is threatened. I knew it was not a good thing, but the trauma of my experiences was stronger than wisdom... at least I was always ready to protect the people I travelled with.

Everyone else followed Odessa just as I have. We made quite a group. I was wondering how long it would take to reach Tsvetnoy Bulvar. The time it would take for us to get there could vary greatly, depending on what obstacles we would encounter on the way there. As we walked, from time to time I thought about the humanoid creature that I saw when travelling with Vlad and Benji one year ago... the one that either tried to kill me or consciously saved me from certain death. Why did this memory return to me just now? Maybe it's following us.

 

As we stepped onto the cold rails i was on a new adventure again. I always loved adventure. It seemed to always keep me happy. Id much rather explore something and risk getting killed than sit in one place and not do anything. As 10 minutes pasted we contiued. There were no signs of threat nor danger. There were no service room to the sides of the tunnels. And no manhole or opening on the ceilings. It was the same long cold tunnel everybody has seen a million times. This tunnel provided us with a slight gentle breeze. Underground this was a rare phenomenon. The gusts were created from the nearby stations.

It was cold. Another five minutes past. And according to me we havent even passed a quarter of a mile. The tunnel wasnt dark. It was gloomy. But it wasnt dark. You could see 10 meteres ahead of you. And so not to waste the battery i did not turn my light on. My light was on my belt, attached. It was not a directional light. But more of a general light that illuminated the surrounding area. Behind you, infront of you, to the sides, and top and bottom. I had a directional flashlight. But kept it in my bag just in case.

We were walking in silence until i decided to break the curse. And thought of something to sya. I jsut met these guys a day ago. And here i was going in to kill some Nazi that i had no relations with. I was crazy.

i turned to Odessa who was walking a few feet behind me to the side, "So brief me on the route. How is going to be and how are we going to get to your station?"

 

As I followed my companions, and as I ignored the past fight by busying myself with watching the rest of the bar's patrons for more possible trouble, I readied my faithful Saiga Hunting Rifle and took to the rear. In any case, if shit starts falling from the sky, I'll be here.