An evening of adventure with Skyren22.
On the Move
Scouting the Town
On the Way Out
Our First Friends
Heading to Svetlo
Stopping for Apples
Our “friends” start acting weirder and weirder, especially the one who does not talk. At one point, the talker “punishes” the quiet one for misbehaving by hitting him over the head with a sledgehammer.
Sky is now carrying her fireaxe in her hands at all times for safety. For a short time, we think these strangers might mellow out and not cause chaos, despite the quiet one lighting a flare for no reason at all.
You Want to Fight?
Remember it This Way
One for the Road
Near the police station, we encounter a few fresh players who claim to have been involved in a battle here just a short time before we passed through.
Ultimately, we put too much trust into them and it didn’t end well for us. We each perished in hand-to-hand combat.
Let's Try Again
Meeting at the Hotel
We both find ourselves in Cherno once more. As we pick up items to get ourselves going again, we encounter many random characters.
The most fun person we crossed paths with all night was “jukebox guy,” who ran away from us if we tried to approach him but followed us if we ignored him, playing random songs and Star Wars quotes from a soundboard all the while. He kept us entertained for a long time.
Poking the Hornet's Nest
In the time that we ran around Cherno with jukebox guy, a bloody conflict arose in the hospital at the east end of town. We heard gunshots for quite a while, and secured ourselves in a nearby house while we watched person after person enter the hospital.
For probably 10 or 15 minutes we watched patiently, waiting for the right time to enter battle and take claim over what was left. After dispatching someone with what little ammo I had for my B95, we edged closer to the scene.
What the Hell Happened Here?
When we finally made our move, I encountered several pissed off fresh spawns who had likely died earlier in the battle and returned for their gear. Engaging a few in melee combat, I was eventually knocked out and had everything stolen from me; everything that is, except my sword!
After regaining consciousness, I slayed my attacker and another unlucky battlefield looter. Just as I paused to take this picture of the carnage, I was plugged in the back of the head with a bullet.