THE GLOBAL PERSPECTIVE

SEASON 1, PROLOGUE

1st December 2022

As yet undiscovered, the cause of the soon to be discovered infection begins discretely embedding itself amongst populations.

15th December 2022

Social Media platforms explode with images & video from riots & disorder in most capital cities.

18th December 2022

National & Global news outlets begin reporting of an outbreak. Nothing is yet known as to the cause, governments remain silent.

20th December 2022

Governments, in realising the rate of spread, begin trying to establish control and enforce Marshall law. Public services become overwhelmed.

22nd December 2022

Global Stockmarkets crash. Families try to scavenge Christmas.

25th December 2022

Violence ceases across the globe, with most of the global population now infected, silence befalls the world. Those who have not reanimated remain in a coma.

SEASON 1, EPISODE 1

29DEC22 2334Z – The Week The Earth Stood Still.

An eery silence has blanketed the world. Infected roam the landscape and the only ambient sound is that of their husky groans and the calls of nature.

It’s been seven days since the last known conscious human succumbed to the infection. It’s not known whether they reacted violently to it like most have or fell into a coma like others.

Nature has already began taking a hold and with nobody to care for the coma patients, it would be a matter of time before they all deteriorate and starve to death.

Astronauts onboard the ISS were the only observers of their own fate. Knowing there was little to no chance in getting home, they monitored and documented the changes as they could.

The world had been plunged into darkness, and on the evening in which all planets in the solar system could be seen in the northern hemisphere the ISS spotted an abnormality within the darkness as they flew over continental Africa.

It would be a few hours before the ISS would pass here again so there was time to position and prepare themselves to observe the light that had emitted from the surface.

In the early hours of December 30th the ISS observed another abnormality. This time from South East Asia. The next 24 hours were spent analysing imagery and data from Earths surface.

The ISS observed signs of human activity that could indicate people may be waking up unaffected by the infection.

Vietnam – Signs of Life confirmed.

Democratic Republic of Congo – Signs of Life confirmed

30DEC22 1318Z – Kenwood

As the crew aboard the ISS continued to seek any indication of activity on the surface one of the crew asked about the Kenwood Radio.

For years, ISS crew members using the Kenwood’s Crossband Repeater Mode, could make contact with ‘hams’. They would regularly send transmissions back and forward with amateur radio enthusiasts.

Attempts were made to fire it up and send short burst transmissions in the hope someone, somewhere still had something operational.

As the sun started approaching the Midwest of the United States there were two more abnormalities detected.

Mongolia – Signs of Life Confirmed

Taiwan – Signs of Life Confirmed

31DEC22 2300Z- A Second Chance?

Darkness had fallen across Eurasia as the ISS continued to observer for further abnormalities. Mongolia’s was not observed during this orbit for unknown reasons but it did seem as though Cambodia had indications of movement.

The situation would continue to be monitored by the ISS, her crew continuing to communicate via their ham frequencies in the hope of making some form of contact.

Is this a second chance in these areas? What on earth has happened to cause this? The crew of the ISS were at their wits end just watching and not knowing.

They hope and pray with whichever faith they can, that someone out there somewhere is awake, and that humanity isn’t lost forever.

It’s in the hands of those on the surface now, if any…….

1st January 2023

The first survivors who seem unaffected by the virus begin waking up from their coma.

01JAN23 1334Z – Or The Last…

Communication had came through on the Kenwood. The crew members were ecstatic to hear just a little sign that someone was down there on the surface.

Exercises of varying scenarios would be played out for those going aboard the ISS. What to do if, and if this happens and so on should the world come to a critical point.

It was difficult to sustain a clear signal, although it was improving. Currently passing over the Pacific, this led the crew to believe they were perhaps orbiting towards the source.

As the crew worked the signal they began pin pointing potential locations as it’s source. About 3hours passed by until they got their break, a clear signal!!

As they flew over Azerbaijan, a looped message of a European male could be heard which began sending a chill down the crew’s spines.

*”ISS, you will not come home. You are traitors. Like this earth you will die. ISS, you will not com….”*

The crew grew a little anxious until a glint of light was spotted on the surface. It grew brighter the longer it stayed. Small pockets of flashes began erupting across the darkness of Earths surface. Green toxic clouds lingering as a result.

“MISSILE!!!!!” Screamed on of the crew members.

That night, across east Central Europe. Survivors who had awoken would be unaware the incredibly bright star in the sky that night was the end of the ISS

21FEB23 1534Z – New Reality…

Across the world, more fragments of humanity continued emerging from some form of unknown coma. The speed and rate of this infection left little to no time for many to grasp what had happened.

With the ISS now gone, the chance to document from afar had gone with it. Thirst and starvation were an immediate problem as survivors hadn’t received the basic needs while asleep, many dying of starvation or other consequences before even waking up.

The frail, pregnant mothers, the medically dependent. They were no more. For the few who would wake briefly as they took their last dying breath, the helplessness of being alone, thinking of family and the pain of solitary doom was a blessing in comparison to those who were unfortunate to wake amongst infected. Defenceless, a cruel encore of their life.

Opportunism and banditry ravaged many pockets of the world. This wasn’t to last, the initial panic and violence subsequently leading to a lull in the interactions between survivors. More care was taken, a sober account of the situation being taken and a new acceptance to be swallowed like a bitter pill. That the world we once knew, was no more.

This is the new reality.

11APR23 1900Z – Pockets of Life

As weeks progressed into months, more and more fragmented pieces of civilisation began their attempts at securing a future.

Conflict would become the norm, the more heavily populated places like New York, London, and Paris would have heightened risk due to the numbers alone. Smaller, more remote territories around the world would find themselves less affected but inevitably their fate would still see the same end result. Destruction and death.

Places such as Hawaii, Ascension, and Everon would have the infection see a delayed start. Rumours of what was happening on the mainland of many continents created worry and concern. Groups would anticipate unrest and grasp the advantage as soon as they could.

North Sentinel Island in the Indian Ocean became the luckiest place on the planet. With no outside contact, the indigenous people there were most likely to remain unaffected.

Everon however, a small Island in the mid-Atlantic which has had its issues over the years. Especially since the early 1990s where soviet sympathisers found it a struggle to adjust since the fall of the wall.

The Island remained home to a few of these groups, the location had a unique demographic not ever seen before on such a small Island.

Hearing of the infection, some of the more extreme elements of these populations – not just in Everon – would attempt to take things into their own hands.

In Livonia, what was left of the LDF were decimated by a rogue ChDKZ cell that had steamrolled through the country by way of using chemical strikes.

In Indonesia, similarly to Somaliland, would witness extreme genocide of civillian populations. The same for Everonians who would be executed in order to prevent infectious spread.

EPISODE 3

17APR23 1245Z – Islands In The Stream

The echoes of Dolly Parton and Kenny Rodgers echoed throughout the makeshift Hale Noa’s that had been built. A traditional structure built using natural Hawaiian materials that was originally used in the 19th century. It became a handy skill to learn over the recent months providing much needed shelter to survivors that began waking on the Islands.

It had been 43 days since the last infected had been sighted. Hope seemed to be manifesting into a reality, at least for now. Health supplies had become an issue with survivors being unable to contact mainland US. The last known contact was in the middle of December.

Once a bustling place of tourism and tranquil sunshine, Hawaii now felt like the loneliest place on the planet, if what happened here happened elsewhere, what hope can there be?

Fears didn’t deter the surviving population though, every attempt being made and continues to be made to try and reach out to the outside world. With working radios and transmitters to get us going are now ready. For the tedious task of reaching out begins.

Over in the Atlantic, survivors of NATO’s vJTF took their first contact. HMAS Adelaide now being impossible to maintain due to the loss of her crew, a staging area was set up on one of the outer Islands of Everon. After getting back to routine an attack was launched against the extremists in the early hours of today. After defending a heavy counter attack the JTF now have a much needed foothold on the Island of Everon in the hopes of achieving their goals.

The chernanrus perspective

SEASON 1, PROLOGUE

1st December 2022

As yet undiscovered, the cause of the soon to be discovered infection begins mercilessly embedding itself amongst the Chernarus population.

15th December 2022

Social Media platforms explode with images & video from riots & disorder, most originating from Hospitals around the country.

18th December 2022

Zenit Radio begin reporting of an infectious outbreak. Nothing is yet known as to the cause, The Chernarus Govermnent remain tight lipped.

20th December 2022

The government begin to mobilise the CDF and seek assistance from Western and Eastern neighbours, in not realising the unrest is a result of the rate of infection, establishing control becomes impossible and so Marshall law is enforced. Public services become overwhelmed.

22nd December 2022

Global Stockmarkets crash and the last known transmission to be communicated from within Chernarus. Families try to scavenge Christmas.

25th December 2022

Violence ceases across the globe, with most of the global population now infected, silence befalls the world. Those who have not reanimated remain in a coma.

SEASON 1, EPISODE 1

1st January 2023

The first survivors who seem unaffected by the virus begin waking up from their coma.

29DEC22 1747Z – The Week The Earth Stood Still.

An eery silence has blanketed the world. Infected roam the landscape and the only ambient sound is that of their husky groans and the calls of nature.

It’s been seven days since the last known conscious human succumbed to the infection. It’s not known whether they reacted violently to it like most have or fell into a coma like others.

No present signs of life remain within Chernarus, nature has already began taking a hold and with nobody to care for the coma patients. It’ll be a matter of time before they all deteriorate and starve to death.

30DEC22 – 1306Z – A Dimming Flicker Of Hope.

A bone chilling scream pierced it’s way through the corridors of Severograd Hospital. Whether anyone could hear it or not was a different question.

The patient in question woke to find a trashed ICU room. There were other patients too, sleeping in their beds but there was still an emptiness in the air.

As her heart raced, the anxiety kicked in, taking a second to count calmly and compose herself, she decided to head into the corridor. Hands shaking as if the onset of hypothermia was kicking in.

As the adrenaline cruised through her veins like a Tsunami the sight beyond the ward door chilled her bones to the core. She screamed. Bodies everywhere with the wind whistling through the broken Windows.

She wasn’t to realise the most dangerous thing she could’ve done was scream. Waking up was dangerous enough. In the blink of an eye she was surrounded by a mob. They wouldn’t stop. Her last breath drawn as she witnessed her internal organs be ripped out while she lay there.

Is there a chance the coma is temporary? Is this the fate that awaits those unsuspecting patients?

31DEC22 2300Z- A Second Chance?

Darkness had fallen across Chernarus. A local farmer, laying undetected in the shrub near the coast, regained consciousness.

Fearing he’d had an accident and knocked out by some farming equipment he tried to call his wife. There was no reception on his phone.

Just along the shoreline, at a small level crossing, he could just make out the moon shining from the hood of an Olga, a police one at that.

He decided to approach, realising the vehicles windows were smashed to pieces just as he got close. Carefully moving around to the far side of the vehicle he saw them, a prisoner and two police officers. Laid out on the road like carcasses in a butcher shop.

The farmer immediately threw up and went into flight mode. As the sun began to crack above the horizon, it’s pulsed it’s rays through the trees like lasers. The farmer continued to sprint in a panic.

Before long he heard the howls, and breakfast chose him.

Will others suffer the same fate if they wake unaware of the world that awaits them?

01JAN23 1334Z – Or the final chance….?

A trend had emerged. Survivors began waking regularly from where they lay. Many still none the wiser as to what had happened.

Recollections of feeling tired and taking a quick rest was a common memory. Nobody was to realise they’d lay in a coma for days and the blessing they’ve had to have not died from the elements.

Questions arose, as the towns and cities lay deserted and emptied. Some survivors particularly inland, would find a new ferocious neighbour that was the stuff from nightmares.

As the evening drew, distant thuds of artillery could be heard followed by chemical bombardments throughout the country.

As the night passed, the silence grew again for those seeking hope and answers. A bright unusual star shined bright in the sky. Brighter than the rest, and glowing like a fire. It only lasted about 30mins before it was gone….

23FEB23 1143Z – New Reality…

In Chernarus, the speed and rate of this infection left little to no time for many to grasp what had happened, South Zagoria included.

With the ISS now gone, nobody knew the potential observer’s fatal fate. Thirst and starvation were an immediate problem as survivors hadn’t received the basic needs while asleep, many dying of starvation or other consequences before even waking up.

The frail, pregnant mothers, the medically dependent. They were no more. For the few who would wake briefly as they took their last dying breath, the helplessness of being alone, thinking of family and the pain of solitary doom was a blessing in comparison to those who were unfortunate to wake amongst infected. Defenceless, a cruel encore of their life.

Days went by before some survivors began crossing paths with each other. Some peacefully, others not so much. Opportunity was grasped, but power became a battle all in its own.

In the East, Edens Gate sprung up, Grishino began establishing a population through a local militia and a territorial pact known as ‘The Commonwealth’ spanned much of the North East.

As people adjusted and became more comfortable with their situation, internal squabbles and the pure nature of humans led to animosity amongst the settled populations. Eden’s Gate fell, much less violently than The Commonwealth. Few fragmented settlements remain after the fall of The Commonwealth with the remainder of it’s territory left to the fate of time. Who knows what will come next.

This is the new reality.

11APR23 1900Z – Pockets of Life

As weeks progressed into months, more and more fragmented pieces of civilisation began their attempts at securing a future.

In Livonia, what was left of the LDF had been decimated by a rogue ChDKZ cell that had steamrolled through the country by way of using chemical strikes.

In Chernarus, the rise and fall of many a faction became the norm. The Commonwealth having a catastrophic impact on the population and The Ghosts of Nova becoming their very own namesake.

Chemical attacks continued hammering the country. The LDF had issued an emergency call to action over the communication networks for a last ditch attempt at saving their homeland. It didn’t work. Survivors from Chernarus who volunteered ultimately deserted. As a result, Livonia is now a state run by the ChDKZ.

Hearing of the voluntary willingness of the Chernarussian population, the ChDKZ responded very quickly.

It wasn’t long before the Chernarussian coast found itself in their sights. The spurge of newly seized artillery shells began to rain down.

EPISODE 3

17APR23 1305Z – Islands In The Stream

The smell of freshly cooked bacon could be caught well beyond the two towns sandwiching the yard. The self appointed cook of the day had been in high spirits since managing to fix a radio the night before. People began wondering if he’d actually slept in the last week.

Belting out Dolly Parton & Kenny Rodgers was an unexpected but fresh break from the monotonous sound of nothingness around Chernarus. It definitely lifted spirits.

Many wondered whether others around the country had an opportunity to enjoy the same. The cook was asked whether he found the cd or if it was his own closest treasure. Another chuckled it was probably a cassette tape before the yard’s apprentice asked what one of them were.

It got the group talking again about radio transmissions and whether it’d be worth trying to reach out further afield again. They were very cautious given what had happened in Livonia and didn’t want to place a target on Chernarussian backs by listening to the wrong channel.

But high risk and high reward would be a balance that would need to be considered carefully.

ACCOUNTS FROM SURVIVOR JOURNALS

Rachel Nicole — 31/12/2022 02:47

Journal Entry 1: I wake up to my boyfriend Rome shaking me in a panic. As I get up and look around I noticed how quiet it is.. everything looks sad.. something terrible has happened. The roads are empty and the houses are deserted.. I’m scared. The people on the roads attack you… something is wrong with them, they don’t say anything.. just yell.. Rome says this is the outbreak. He wants us to head north to find the rest of Nova

Tyr Chaos — 01/01/2023 08:41

Bio: name is Tyr. I was born and raised as a hard working redneck guy in the Black Mountains, Chernarus. My mom died when I was five and the only living relative I had left was my dad. I joined the military at age 18 and quickly moved up the ranks until I joined the Hellenic Army. We just got back from a mission when the covid virus happened and people were being put in lockdown left and right. I left to try and find my dad and my friends I had since I was a kid. Unfortunately when I managed to reach Black Mountain everyone I saw was isolating themselves. I was not able to get in the house with my dad so I left to find my old squad mates. We had decided to meet back up at the military base Bashnya. When I arrived in my dad’s old car I saw all my squad mates and some other squads had all been affected by the virus and were put into lockdown. I left and tried to find somewhere that hasn’t been affected by it yet or not as bad I heard on an emergency broadcast radio that the covid virus hasn’t reached the shoreline as bad as other places so I started to head that way but the car broke down own on the way. By the time I made it I was to late.  They were also in lockdown. Since then I’ve been exploring trying to find somewhere to hide out until it all blows over. Right now I’m down by the docks. Been getting really tired lately so I’ll take a nap under them hope everything goes back to normal soon. Will talk to y’all later. Journal entry one complete..

Eoin Murphy — 01/01/2023 22:00

Name: Eoin Murphy

Age: 23

After having traveled by foot and bicycle from California to Alaska, Eoin survived a harrowing trip by boat to Russia.

Adept at avoiding large groups of people as well as surviving on his own, he eventually found a place called Livonia where he discovered that he enjoyed being around and helping other people from time to time.

Never a particularly brave man, Eoin found himself spooked back into the wild from time to time as conflicts arose between various factions near him. Eventually, things got crazy enough that he ended up following one of the people who’d been kinder to him as he packed up and traveled south to a new land.

As back roads turned to blacktop Eoin lost track of the man he was trailing. Without any other destination in mind he continued south till he saw the ocean again for the first time in nearly two years. He found himself an abandoned cabin near a lighthouse on an island just off the coast, and got it more or less weatherproof. While baking some fish he’d decided he should go looking for his friend in the next few days, but that was not to be.

When he woke, he woke feeling dangerously weak. His work to weatherproof the house had not withstood what was clearly far more than a night’s worth of weather and his stores of fish were gone or rotted. He needed supplies if he was going to survive.

Eoin Murphy — 02/01/2023 04:26

Initially Eoin headed North from the Island. He was able to regain his strength and restore his resources along the trek. By the time he first heard voices in this new land, he was doing fairly well having just killed and cleaned a whole cow.

He was looking forward to grilling up the meat but decided to check a nearby building while he let his food rest.

Initially startled by the sound of human voices, Eoin called out a tentative greeting. The greeting was returned, but he must’ve spooked ’em because a man pointing a weapon came out as well.

Things got tense for a few, but once the folks in the building realized Eoin meant no harm they opened up a bit.

They called themselves Nova, indicated that there were unfriendly groups around, and advised Eoin to steer clear of the south. In return Eoin offered to share some dinner, but they either had plenty of food or they still didn’t trust him.

Eoin ate his dinner alone, consulted a map posted near a trailhead, and at first light he hit the road.

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 03/01/2023 02:19

Entry #1

                 I awoke on the shore by two mangled boats what happened last I remember I went to sleep. I went through the wreckage found a few helpful things seems as though I ended up by a shipping yard on the coast started going through the containers nothing really except I did happen to see a couple ready crates and my background I knew that this could be a life saver it was because I thought I found a person called out to them to my surprise they turned my way I then started to realize that person didn’t look normal. He then screamed at me and made a b line twords me lucky I found those ready crates delt with the bogy and continued on my way a few more I guess people acting the same way handled that situation as well now I’m starving so kooks like I’m taking shelter in this hunting stand for tonight

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 03/01/2023 04:22

Entry #2

As daybreak came I made my way back to the coast to do some investigating lots of wrecked boats but no people? Has to be someone around here in the meantime I found a lighthouse with an building close by think I’ll call this home for the time being

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 03/01/2023 21:21

Entry #3

Daylight again so I moved locations again not far from my last still no people at least none that don’t want to eat you as many gunshots as iv let off I’m surprised no one heard them maybe it really is just me but then where are those artillery strikes coming from…. Maybe I’ll do some move wondering around the costal towns see if I can figure out where everyone went if there alive at all

Jedidiah Deacon — 04/01/2023 03:49

JOURNAL ENTRY: 1

My brother told me that I should write down what’s going on with the Moldie’s (the undead). We’ve seen that there are different variants of the moldies, some fun faster, some are stronger, and there are some that scream so loud that they attract all the other molds to that said location. It seems that they’re attracted by noise. You can throw something to attract them to it. They tend to stick to themselves but sometimes pack up when there are a lot of them. From what I’ve seen, the moldies don’t attack eachother, just everything alive. Btw, I call them Moldies because they smell sour and, well, like shit.

Supplies are slowly dwindling. I’ve started to notice people becoming hostile towards each other, and hey, that’s all good with me, Im able to take what I want from people

Jedidiah Deacon — 05/01/2023 00:51

JOURNAL ENTRY: 2

Don’t know how many days its been since we all woke up, but I still haven’t found my pregnant wife, Cat. I’ve gotten word from a few different people that a girl matching her description was seen in Cherno and seemed in a hurry. Hopefully she’s still alive

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 05/01/2023 03:51

Entry #4

Was searching a town for supplies and survivors made my way to a rooftop for a better view in the most of killing some infected a car pulls up with not one but two people one of whom I knew before all this nonsense they took me with them was supposed to go to his place but I decided to stay in a abandoned building until morning maybe I’ll see them again maybe not at daybreak I’ll start searching towns again

Eoin Murphy — 05/01/2023 10:31

A day or so later Eoin strolled into the largest and most cosmopolitan city he’d seen since leaving Russia. There was a beautiful old town square with a large well appointed tower standing at attention as if watching over the town.

Clearly this place had been where the rich and powerful had come to rub elbows and show off, but now the cozy cafes and the luxurious suites in the tower were just as empty as the rural homes he’d passed earlier.

He figured this place was as good a spot as any to set up some sort of safehouse. He resisted the urge to claim some (or all) of the space in the beautiful tower. While the views were outstanding, the place would make him feel like a target. In his estimation, the type of person who might insist on setting up shop in the fanciest digs in town would not likely let Eoin pack his own shit as they forced him out.

He found himself a spot nearby, something that required minimal construction to secure. A few nights later he sat, his cow now replaced with the remnants of a wolf pack that had attacked him on the road, enjoying a slightly less spectacular, but all together satisfying view from his humble abode.

Travis Kelley — 08/01/2023 03:38

When Travis was first born he lived with his grandma till the age of three because his parents both had a drinking problem. When he lived with his parents his dad was aggressive still because he would still drink. After his little sister was born His mom killed herself because she couldnt take the abuse from his dad which made His dad furious so he started to abuse his sister. He had nowhere to go and with all that abuse it really took a toll on him  2 yrs. later he got tired of the abuse and he fought back against his father, killing his father in the process. He called the cops and they said they’d be there soon unbeknownst to his father turning and biting his little sister. He fell unconscious and woke up a month later he is now alone in a world full of murder, banditry, and cannibalism…. But not completely alone

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 09/01/2023 08:31

Finally a place to call home and have some security as well as met someone I knew before the world went to shit so knowing there’s someone I can trust fully makes me feel better met two other people as well can’t remember there names but they seem like decent people after a long day of fortifying and scavenging and a really close brush with an ominous gas cloud I really hate artillery

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 11/01/2023 08:40

After sorting out my things I gathered it was time to head out and search surrounding area for anything of use while sitting out the night I was scanning channels on my icom and came across a guy looking for something I had and he had what I needed so at daybreak the journey is on I believe he said his name was Jake I’m so horrible with names after our deal was over I headed back home once there I ran straight into a massive hoard of those infected used every bullet I had with me all 17 rounds and there still by my count was 10 left I managed to get past them quite the show if I do say so and Into my place I decided to call it a night after that……

Jedidiah Deacon — 19/01/2023 01:08

JOURNAL ENTRY: 3

I’ve killed before… Before the world turned to shit, and the dead started to come alive. I’ve killed a few people in shootouts over guns, drugs, and stupid shit… But to me killing, and murder are two very different things.. I’ve never executed anyone before all this.. And now, 3 are dead and their blood is on my hands.. 3 executions in less than 3 days.. 4 bodies on me since the world ended.

Otto Fistcher — 26/01/2023 21:04

Bio: My Mutter always told me I should start a journal  of my life for she was sure I’d live a interesting life. I was born and raised in a small town in Germany  called Dinkelsbühl. I lived a quiet life until. recently going to college  and doing  my minimum military service my life wasn’t really  interesting  until a. Oh I’d say a couple weeks ago. All I really remember is driving in the country to visit some family in France when I became unbelievably tired. I had decided to pull over for a quick nap to my surprise when I woke up it was early morning and my windows where covered in pollen. I remember getting out and feeliNG hungry asif I hadn’t eaten in days. I was shocked to see my cars tires where flat and its battery and phone battery dead. Long story short after trying to find help and the travel to France to check on family I ended  up lost and traveling to chernarus  seeing as I was never good at directions . Seeing as nothing else has happened besides being alone I will update this journal when newthings happen -Otto fistcher

Otto Fistcher — 26/01/2023 22:41

It’s been only a couple hours since my arrival to this country  and a day I think since my last entry.  Hate to say I’ve lost track of time but oh my god….I thought it was bad when it just started raining that I had to break into a barracks near some factory building to get into some warm clothes with no holes but…I saw it lebender Toter..at first I called out in joy to see someone but when with it dragging its feet I swear I could hear a bone break when it turned to look at me. I thought lebender Toter where just story’s for movies but I was wrong. It was a beast in human skin. I was lucky to find a machete in some house I had run into but body hits do little damage to it. Always remember head hits if I want to live. If I’m being truthful I’m scared …Mutter Fassa  I hope your all ok and if not then I need nein must live to find a way out of this God barren wasteland.-Otto fistcher

Jedidiah Deacon — 27/01/2023 00:37

JOURNAL ENTRY: 4

A few weeks back, someone icomed me to meet him because he had a business opportunity for me and Wes. I had met him once before briefly and had mentioned that I used to sell guns. We decided to start a business in the midst of all things. We formed the commonwealth with all the other businesses in the area.. That’s how the lives were taken. We took over the school that another group was based up at. Forced them out of their home after executing two of them. I don’t regret it, because it had to be done for the good of the commonwealth, but a person is not meant to take another

JOURNAL ENTRY: 5

We made the school into a marketplace for all businesses, and civilians to come trade. We are putting up stalls for all traders. Seems were doing pretty good right now, the heat has died down. er life. Its not in our DNA. Good thing I got a bottle to help me sleep at night.

Jedidiah Deacon — 27/01/2023 00:44

JOURNAL ENTRY: 6

I’m worried about my little brother. I’ve always known he’s had some mental issues, but after the lives he’s taken, he isn’t showing any emotion. He’s been nothing but violent and jumpy… I barely recognize him anymore, but at the same time, I don’t recognize myself. With everything going on, I even forgot I had a missing pregnant wife… What kind of man forgets that..

Eoin Murphy — 27/01/2023 03:42

Journal entry 1

Following Josh from Livonia had been a gamble but against all odds, and I mean that in every literal way,  it’s paid off.

Why were the odds so bad? Well, for one thing I was following on foot. The trail was always going to get cold, but that didn’t end up being as much a factor as I would have thought. The real issue is the matter of the lost time. After shacking up on an Island in Chenarus I woke up weak and having lost an unknown amount of time. Other survivors I’ve met since talk about “the coma”, I must assume that’s what happened to me as well.

Since then though, things really started to look up. I found a place to secure some shelter, started meeting other survivors, and generally thriving so far.

While driving around with a fellow named Alex, I even found Josh! He was on the roof of a hospital picking off these zombies that are everywhere now.

He’s settled near me and now we are working together to turn out area into home.

Lately we’ve been collecting blowtorches, fuel, eyeballing some of the catwalks in the nearby industrial yards, and measuring the distance between the buildings in this little apartment cluster where we have decided to stay.

Jedidiah Deacon — 27/01/2023 20:53

JOURNAL ENTRY: 7

Lately, we’ve been putting on those ugly rubber suits and going into the radiation a lot more. Hell, were at one right now. Im still shocked and confused on how this all started, because looking at the military zones makes me wonder how the world fell. There are hundreds of dead military men and women around chernarus and in still so confused on how the world still fell.

Otto Fistcher — 29/01/2023 08:07

You know how they say when your at deaths door you see the light….it’s a lie you don’t see nothing but everything around you at the same time. I was in balota at the time scared and starving. Starving cause I couldn’t keep anything down. Tired cause for the past two days I saw nothing but green gas and dead walking. I thought I was about to let me family down and die but then I heard it. The sound of heavens horn blaring down from the sky with two angels in a blazing chariot coming to my rescue but in reality It was the ghost of nova who found me and decided that death couldn’t have me yet. I’ve taken a small detour from leaving chenorus and deciding to stay with the ghost as a repayment for the saving me. This one member with a eye patch Rachel told me the new ways of this wasteland and the dos and don’t…feel like I’m back in highschool drama-otto fistcher

Otto Fistcher — 30/01/2023 02:37

I hate to be writing this but I feel like it’s needed. Everything is that was going good for me seems to be falling apart I feel like I’m going to be alone again. I’ve noticed I’ve been getting sicker and Mt anger seem to be something I can’t control anymore I understand  that others and even I have to change to survive in this new world and it scares me that I’m going  to not be recognized by anyone from my past if I ever find them. God help us all -Otto fistcher

Rachel Nicole — 01/02/2023 01:02

Journal Entry 2: Its been awhile since I wrote in here…But since everyone is asleep, I might as well get my thoughts out. Its been rough since I woke up… Fuck i’m too lazy to write about all of that. I’m just angry. We were betrayed… I have such a big heart, i didn’t even see any of it coming. None of us did….When i woke up after being shot. Rome was right there…I almost forgot what happened. I want to forget. Hell It took me a couple days to get out of bed.  I just lost hope, apparently Alex went his own way and Jake can’t be found. I can’t even pick anything up its too painful and I can barley see.. Rome said my eye should heal but I think he was just trying to make me feel better, I know how bad it is, I heard him talking to someone about it. I finally healed enough mentally and physically to get out of bed, of course it was when everyone else was getting food. I tried organizing our clothes and medical supplies just to feel somewhat useful. I realized how sad I was.. my sadness turned to anger. They fucking betrayed us, who would do that, especially since we are all struggling to make things normal again. I refuse to trust people now. I don’t care if they want forgiveness, they ruined me. I still try to put on a smile for my friends, but its hard, i love them all but all i can think about is that one day

Rachel Nicole — 01/02/2023 01:13

Journal Entry 3: I was working on our walls when I heard a voice. I thought one of the guys were messing around but I didn’t see anyone. It was a deep voice. I can barley remember what happened I was so scared. They said they could see me. I turned my flashlight off…. I tried to slowly walk away but they still knew where I was..he said his name was the Night stalker or something like that. I ran back into the towers and hid, I was so scared… I didn’t hear the voice since. When the guys woke up i told them, they didn’t believe me. I was so mad, why would I joke about this. I ended up leaving to regather my thoughts. Rome was behind me in his car and told me to get in. I did, him and I had a long talk and he finally believed me. We didn’t go back home though. I was still angry. So we kept driving south. We saw a guy on the side of the road and decided to bring him back with us. He was very sick, but it didn’t seem like he was bit. His name was Otto. He seemed nice, he is very energetic and happy to see people. Apparently he has been alone this whole time. I taught him our rules and how to handle the zombies. He picked things up quickly. Its nice to have another member to our group

Jedidiah Deacon — 01/02/2023 03:07

JOURNAL ENTRY: 8

My brother was murdered today by a close friend of mine over a petty argument. I watched as his body dropped to the ground. Blood was everywhere. I gunned down my brothers killer immediately. I dont know where to go from here.

Jedidiah Deacon — 01/02/2023 20:06

JOURNAL ENTRY: 9

I buried my little brother yesterday.. Buried him behind the school.. The friends that we have made since the world went to shit showed up. I couldn’t even get up to say a few words. I didn’t want to anyways, because I know Wes would be calling me a little bitch from wherever he is. All I’m thinking about is getting revenge, but I already did… Don’t know why still feel that way..

Daniel Winters — 04/02/2023 05:06

Character Name: Daniel Winters

Bio: Daniel Winters is a 24 year old corporate construction aid for a very vast company, based in Texas, that deals in offshore sites. After just under 2 years working, he was sent to eastern Europe to meet with landowners about possible sites, if a deal could be struck. Although Daniel was young, he was a very serious person for a young man in his twenties. He drove himself into his work, never really bothering to make a social life, and besides it was hard to do that when you constantly traveled for work. He often went to gun ranges when the country he was in allowed it. He enjoyed the more tactical side of life, spending a lot of money on military or survivalist gear, not out of fear, but purely hobby. He studied history, taking a particular interest in battle history. He kept all this to himself though, as he felt that people would think he was strange for enjoying such things. Daniel didn’t really know what other people his age were into, but he knew he wasn’t into whatever that was.

Daniel Winters — 06/02/2023 00:42

Entry #1:

      What the FUCK has happened? I awoke early with the sun, but not in my hotel room bed. In a field. This is absolutely NOT where I went to bed. To my left is a town, but directly in front is a gas station, or what remains. Signs are written in….Russian? What kinda Russian BS is this? Was I drugged and dumped here? By who? Why here? Why me? So many questions but nothing answered, or guaranteed. It sends a jolt of fear up my spine, not a lot scares me but uncertainty does. While I’m evaluating my fears, I can hear the sharp scratch of a shoe on pavement behind me in the gas station parking lot. I spin around, heart racing. And what I behold has got to be the ugliest woman I’ve ever seen. Only she wasn’t a woman who was, uh, Alive per say. At first it took me a few seconds to register just exactly what in the fuck I was looking at. All this time we’re starting one another down, and she lets out a wail of rage. Her hands throw up in the air and she sprints at me. I run  down the street and barricade myself in a house. What have I gotten into here? Why is there an undead lady in the street? Is there more? I place my back against the back of the front door. Fuck. I’m hungry.

Daniel Winters — 07/02/2023 19:02

Entry #2:

      It’s been about a week since my last entry. I’ve been traveling on foot, collecting supplies, clothes and weapons. I’ve set myself up pretty nicely. Even have a tan plate carrier I got off an undead soldier. And what’s even more valuable, a map of the country I’m in. The key on the map says it’s called Chernarus. I’ve never heard of it. When I found the map I was in the east, where I woke up. But since I’ve been almost everywhere, except the north. This is because shortly after I found the map, I was attacked by wolves. I shot them down, but the gunfire must have attracted 2 armed men, because here they came down the grassy hill toward me. They were friendly enough, a little stand-offish but I don’t blame them. Said they had a business that someone had just bombed in the north. Near a place called Servograd. They also said people weren’t too friendly everywhere, but especially not the north. So I’ve taken their word and stayed away. But I know myself and I’ll eventually end up there. Hopefully without dying, we will see.

August Reed — 08/02/2023 01:02

Name: August Reed

Bio:

My name is August Reed, im 24. I grew up in small town in Alaska called Whittier with my father and my brother. Whittier was a small fishing village with a population of around 270 people. My father Dwan, was a strange man with many strange thoughts. He believed someone would soon bomb the U.S.A, and had been preparing a underground bunker for over 20 years. He tought my brother, Charlie and I how to hunt, fish, read people and know their intentions. Me and my brother would spend time in the fall traveling for new big game to hunt. We were by far from trophy hunters, and didnt hunt for sport. We hunted for experience, food, and to say we did. We never over hunted and whatever was left over, we sold to markets.

      One day me and my brother decided we wanted to go hunting for bigger bear south of Russia, so we hired a small plane, and set off. The last thing i remember is looking out the window and gazing at the open fields, small towns, and cars driving… Then.. I guess we all passed out? Woke up sometime later.. Pilot was no where to be found, i guessed he woke up before us and wondered off.. The plane was a pile of shit, and we felt like a pile of shit. Me and Charlie gathered resources from our plane, and went out looking for help. Found our pilot, dead… but walking. Later we saw a whole town infested by the dead.. Me and my brother decided to split up to find help.. Havent seen him since.

Daniel Winters — 09/02/2023 19:10

Entry #3:

     I’ve found myself wandering North, opposite of what Frank and David recommend. And I’ve been here most of the day. It smells of death here. An eerie feeling follows you around, like something is waiting around the corner to ambush you. I heard a burst of what sounded like a MP5, but saw no one when I went to investigate. And if that isn’t enough to put you on edge, the artillery seems to follow you, but not just in the North. EVERYWHERE. I’d really love to find whoever is launching those mortars. I’m tired of spending days upon days in the woods, just to finally work the courage to search a civilized area and have to run for my life away when I hear that God awful sound. A 10 pound projectile filled with war crime gas that tears through the air and explodes OVER a target area to really get the maximum amount of gas coverage. Genius but damn is it cruel. It reminds me of what human beings do to one another. And reminds me why I stay away from people. Especially since the only 2 people I’ve met had their house bombed. I do not know where my journey is going to take me next. Think I’ll try to find a plate carrier that doesn’t stick out. Black or green will do.

August Reed — 09/02/2023 23:13

Journal Entry: 1

I was in the commonwealth for a few days.. Never saw anyone.. But there was a barn that looked to be Franks car shop, and it was blown open. The apartments near  Franks seemed to be the hot spot of violence.. Dried blood, empty shell casings from a heavy sniper rifle.. Old tracks led to behind the school. I followed them and it led me to a fresh grave. Not even the rain had washed away the evidence of anything yet. This was all recent. At the grave, a carved piece of wood said, “Wesley Deacon, loved brother, valued friend.” I noticed the grave was not a cross, this was not a man of god.

    I decided that the commonwealth territory was not what people said it was, seemed more like a gang than a friendly territory of businesses. I headed south down the river, there I met a man. Though, he did not speak his name, I offered my help to him in his efforts to build a home. He seems a good man.

Journal Entry: 2

Though I wish not to be seen, sometimes I can’t help myself but to help someone who obviously needs it. And being alone for so long can put a number of someone’s soul, not sure if I’m talking about my soul, or his. The area I’ve been staying in offers a lot of challenges… Bears, wolves, maybe even more. I found fresh tracks, not more than a few hours old, that led to my camp. These tracks circled me, and then led off into the water… I’m being watched, studied, and observed. These tracks are human, but there is something off about them.. I found fresh blood dripping off leaves, and something left behind… Looks… Rubbery.. Tan-ish white.. Its a tendon… A human tendon, with teeth marks in it… These woods hold more than wildlife..

August Reed — 10/02/2023 04:13

JOURNAL ENTRY: 3

The wind awoke me in the nights.. Not just the sound, but the smell. The howling wind brought this steaming, pungent odor. It smelled of this sour, moldy flesh.. Very similar to the smell of cooked pig, but my nose is sharper than that. I got up and gazed into the horizon where the smell had to be coming from. I made sure that my feet made no noise as I lifted myself up onto the rocks near my home, and then i heard it.The distant sounds of cackling… loud obnoxious laughing coming from the east, evil enough to send shivers down your spine.

    I didnt sleep the rest of the night. I spent the night with my back against the rock wall, with my blaze in hands. When the morning sun graced the horizon, my nerves settled… and I finally slept..

August Reed — 11/02/2023 22:47

JOURNAL ENTRY: 4

Darkness seems to have swept across chernarus the last few weeks. I attended a gathering a few nights ago. People from all over this gray land got together to get to know one another. This event was hosted by a man named Findlay who’s obviously keen to hunting and gathering. I met about 11-12 people, some even knew Alex. Everyone played sports, drank, laughed, and had a good time… But it didn’t last. When the event was over, and everyone left, I’m sure everyone had the same mindset as me… Its not real.

    The old world doesn’t work anymore, and that was proven by the commonwealth. The commonwealth tried to rebuild the world, but its far too soon. They tried to build it on violence, and order just like the old world, and no one wants that anymore. A lot of people out there are depressed, alone, suicidal, and scared…. but I’m sure they feel this sense of freedom that I do… the world isn’t ready…

   The last week, I’ve been building a home for myself to settle whenever I get back from my hunting trips, and its been a struggle. Alex has helped a lot, as I am keen to hunting, but not to building. We’ve been camped across the country side for the last few days with our car being broken down.. but there is hope. Last night, I heard Uncle Saul’s bird call signalling me that he is here, but isn’t ready to show up yet. I signal back our call for “any news?” obviously asking about my brother, but he didn’t have any…

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 12/02/2023 20:11

Been a while since I wrote in this probably should do it more often. So iv got my home safe and secure besides a few improvements to make myself feel safer my home is done iv met an old friend from a time before the world went to shit we stay in the same town although our backgrounds are different we work well as a team found a town called servograd had a group of survivors living in it but apparently that’s gone to shit there place is destroyed everyone gone this commonwealth they were trying to build went to shit I don’t believe in a world like this can we have that type of thing anymore all I want is to stay alive and keeps those I call friend safe as well by any means I’ll keep keeping people safe until i write again

                                         ” Double tap”

Travis Kelley — 13/02/2023 06:54

Journal Entry 1

I finally decided to write in this journal i found the other day I don’t do much of anything anymore besides build up my home, hunt, or fish just daily things that kill time. I went to an event the other day and met some interesting people (I remembered why I’m not a people person) but they were alright for the most part. I usually try to stay out of everyone’s way rather than talking to them because you never know peoples intentions nowadays anybody could be out to get you at this point. Im gonna continue to do what I’ve been doing lately and see where that takes me.

Otto Fistcher — 14/02/2023 06:09

Found some canned peaches. Good peaches -Otto fistcher

August Reed — 14/02/2023 08:39

JOURNAL ENTRY: 5

The past few days have been quite, even the birds seemed to have calmed.. I don’t hear any crickets, cicadas, and I don’t even hear the fish jump out of the water anymore. Seems either the dead, or something else entirely has made the world quite.

    Alex and I finished my home. Just a shack on the water so I can fish, gather mushrooms, and hunt in peace. Its very peaceful and makes me feel right at home.

     Heard a gunshot two days ago right down the stream, followed the sound to see that it was my Uncle Saul finally making an appearance. He was even impressed by my home, and that’s saying something.

Travis Kelley — 14/02/2023 13:34

Journal Entry 2

I’ve been home a lot recently, I have no reason to go out and explore anymore because everything I need is in my home. The last time I went exploring I came face to face with a bear that knocked me out and ran off so I’m pretty lucky to be here. I might start seeking out to find new people or a partner because the loneliness is starting to get to me. I want to be more trusting but I don’t wanna end up trusting the wrong person…

Daniel Winters — 16/02/2023 03:05

Entry #4:

            It’s been a while. I’ve been busy so I haven’t had much time to write. I’ve met a few good lads. No one has tried anything shady, and they’ve all been very gracious to me. I met a (Irish?)guy named Jack. He gave me a lift from an event, and while doing so learned I didn’t have a car. Guess what he did? Gave me a car! And through him, I was introduced to Eoin. Eoin is an older man, though not prehistoric. Wise as he should be, but goofy like myself. After learning I’d been living among the animals in the woods, he’s given me residence at his place, and given me the tools to make it my home. His buddy, Josh The Builder,(AKA Josh) lives right across the street, and I’ve taken a particular liking to him as well. We’ve been in each other’s company for a week now, and it’s going swimmingly. We laugh, get high, and get shit done. I’m looking forward to what the future has to offer us. Whatever it is, we’ll face it together.

          In my first entry I mentioned 2 guys named David and Frank. Well, earlier today I heard Davids call on the radio, so I answered. We met up at my place. I wasn’t too sure what his intentions were, so I had Josh stay up on the roof with his Blaze and make sure no fuckery happens to me, or my stuff. His reason for meeting, I can’t say here, because if my journal is found it could be used as Intel against him. You sit in his presence and you can tell he’s a dangerous fella. An animal. But only animals can smell other animals, so I try not to judge him. He’s lost his home, and you can tell he’s going through it. I do not know what comes next, for me, Josh, Eion or David. It’s a dangerous place full of dangerous people in a dangerous time.

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 16/02/2023 03:14

Here I am nothing to do my rooftop is secure and iv met another survivor Daniel he showed up in town while I was away and of course eion took care of m gave him a place to stay and people he can trust I think we’ve started a small group also finally heard from Dave although he’s a bit worn out he seems ok enough at least he’s alive seeing as his home was overrun anyway until I have to write again we survive

                                ‘ Double tap”

Travis Kelley — 16/02/2023 06:52

Journal Entry 3

While organizing my home I heard someone walking around and speaking to me from outside, scared the hell out of me not gonna lie but he turned out to be friendly. I haven’t seen people in a while so it was kind of a shock, he introduced himself as Otto and was in need of directions to where he could find a flag. I gave him the best directions I knew and told him to go check in severograd, he told me thanks and offered me food which I politely declined. He ended up asking for a ride, even offered to pay me but I didn’t mind doing it for free, although I was hesitant I needed to get out of the house and do something with my free time. We talked about the fall of commonwealth and where we were born, how we got here, the basic stuff. Ended up dropping him off at the gas station outside of severograd because it was really dark and I wanted to get back home but I hope he’s safe and has found the flag he was looking for.

I’ve been home a lot recently, I have no reason to go out and explore anymore because everything I need is in my home. The last time I went exploring I came face to face with a bear that knocked me out and ran off so I’m pretty lucky to be here. I might start seeking out to find new people or a partner because the loneliness is starting to get to me. I want to be more trusting but I don’t wanna end up trusting the wrong person…

Otto Fistcher — 17/02/2023 03:31

I ended up leaving the nova group. That saved me. I hurt but had to be done ended setting up my own place which was hard at first but it’s quite and peaceful.  Couple days into building and learning new things I went on a scavenging run and ran into some guys house he told me his name is Travis and at first I was nervous but he seemed really nice he even gave me a ride. Everything’s turning out great even found a working car now all I need is a working TV haha-otto fischer

August Reed — 17/02/2023 05:20

JOURNAL ENTRY: 6

 Every night, when my mind finally calms and my eyes close, I get awakened by what’s in the forest… I feel the difference in the air.. I feel the danger lurking around my fishing shack.. Whether its bear, deer, the dead, or something else entirely…

   That laughs grow louder every night. Each night, it feels as if they grow closer and closer and closer to my home.. And I know that one day I’ll have to face them. I just hope Saul stays on his hunting trip until the problem is dealt with… the man can handle himself, but he is a lot slower in his old age.

August Reed — 17/02/2023 07:51

JOURNAL ENTRY: 7

    I saw him tonight.. The thing that has been watching me for weeks… He was just standing there… Didn’t move when I asked and threatened… Didn’t show any emotion… Walked up with a torch, watched me for about 5 minutes without moving… dropped the torch, and left. These woods are home to something dark.

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 17/02/2023 08:03

After meeting what I believe is a friend his name is Vadim and after a drive around a few towns looking for anything besides death but death almost found one of us but we pulled through banding together to stay alive is what we must do after our new ally left me and Daniel decided to go check out the coast for building supplies although what caught my eye was a cargo ship encased in that nasty yellow gas my intent is to figure out what this stuff does and how to get rid of it found a lot of clues plus death was planning his nefarious actions already we walked straight into what seemed like hundreds of those infected but these were different in some serious looking contamination gear almost killed me too but here we are one step closer to stopping this gas

August Reed — 17/02/2023 23:15

JOURNAL ENTRY: 8

    When I look into the west, and I see the sun going into its nightly slumber…. The hair stands on the back of my neck, and the cold shivers run down my spine… because in my heart I know what is out there.. watching me.

      I welcome anybody to my fishing shack, anytime… Just whoever is reading this please, do not come at night, and try not to come alone… He’s out there somewhere..

Travis Kelley — 18/02/2023 00:58

Journal Entry 4

I woke up this morning to find my car missing, nowhere to be seen. I did find some shitty banged up Olga left outside though, kinda fucked up to steal from someone and leave something you messed up at their home. It’s partially my fault that it got stolen because I left it on the side of my home with no walls around it, but I didn’t think anyone would steal it or go out of their way to get a battery and spark plug to take it. I took those out so people wouldn’t just take it but hey I was asking for it i guess. They left some stuff in the Olga, it isn’t of any use to me but I’ll just leave it in there for now. I’m kind of upset about it the whole thing, I mean who wouldn’t be.

Travis Kelley — 19/02/2023 03:31

Journal Entry 5

Today was a decent day, first day with the beat up Olga. I was using it to get some sheet metal, gas and other things I was gonna use in the future. after I finished all that I headed home and bumped into August, Vlad, and Alex, They were in the area and saw me pull up so they came by and said hi. We talked for a bit and Vlad told me some interesting info on where my car went. He told me whoever was driving it drove east and he didn’t know much after that. I told them I was gonna head out to go and look for my car, I don’t want to hurt anyone I just want my car back is all but knowing how people are I feel like it isn’t gonna end well. Part of me just doesn’t want to let go of that car but I might have to. Anyways Vlad offered to come with me and see if we could find it, we drove to about severograd and that’s when we got stuck in a ditch and ended up leaving that piece of shit Olga. We walked for a while and had a conversation and we stumbled upon another car which we ended up taking. We drove to novo and he told me about two active bases in the area that we could look at. We took a peek with binoculars at them both and it was getting dark so we decided to leave, Vlad ran off on foot and I took the car and left it in some deep woods around novo. I’ll go back for it soon but obviously I didn’t learn my lesson.

Travis Kelley — 20/02/2023 12:29

Journal Entry 6

Yesterday I woke up in the woods near novo, I was asleep in my car which has been the best sleep I’ve gotten since I left home. I drove my brand new sarka back home and I put walls around it so it can’t be easily taken like the gunter, I somewhat learned my lesson even though I was about to let it sit out with no protection again. A couple hours after that I went into Topolinki to look for anything valuable and I got attacked by two I infected. Luckily one was far enough that I could finish the first one but while I was fighting the second, I slashed it with my knife and some of its blood shot into my left eye. Since then I’ve washed my eye out with some clean water but I don’t think that’s helped because my vision has gone blurry. I guess this is one of the worse things that’s happened to me since the outbreak started, although I may be going blind it’s only in one eye so it’s something to be somewhat happy about, half vision is better that none. We’ll see what happens to my eye in the next couple of days.

Rachel Nicole — 20/02/2023 14:46

Journal Entry 4: I keep forgetting to write in here, too many distractions. I think I hit my head a little too hard again, it seems I can’t remember anything. I know Otto went his own way, the guys found another brother. A lot of people have been getting in contact with me lately… it’s odd.. I don’t know if it’s because I can never get any sleep or what. These wolves constantly howling are starting to piss me off, I can’t think. I don’t feel like dealing with them either. I haven’t heard the Night Stalker in awhile which is good cause I don’t need to be dealing with someone stalking me when I’m the only one awake. I don’t really know what to say in this stupid thing since I can’t remember shit. The only thing I do know is that I’m not angry or sad anymore, I’m not necessarily happy but I’d rather have that than stress myself out. I need to get out and stretch my legs, learn the territory or something. Can’t always be building… I wanna make friends outside of Nova. Maybe not. We’ll see, I’m my own person after-all.

Daniel Winters — 20/02/2023 20:59

Entry #5:

       It’s the early hours as I’m writing this. I can’t sleep because the artillery shells seem to hit Novodmitrovsk a lot more often than usual. I can hear the launch of each artillery round. It sounds like only a stones throw away from my room. Like I could walk up the hill and over the field and touch it. Though I know that’s not the case. I would love to set a charge on the guns and take them out permanently. It’s this idea I have in my head. So much so, that I’ve started to dissect explosives, to understand how they work, and how to use them. I bought a claymore from Jack, and he threw in an Improvised Explosive Device, but without any explosives, just the case. That piece is really more to learn getting the housing for the explosive right. Likewise my neighbor and friend Josh has been dissecting the gas. We’ve been collecting POX grenades and taking journeys into gas zones to better understand how to defeat it. It feels good, having a mystery to solve. One in which if successfully resolved, can save Chernarus all together! Until that is reality I must keep trying to help other survivors. And I have been doing just that since I linked up with Josh and Eion. A few people have come by, seeking a chat, or trade. We’ve given them what they were looking for, gave them safe transportation, etc. Hell just this evening I gave away a blue Gunter I had found to Vladimir. Making sure survivors survive is what we’re all about. I know that makes us a target, probably to the same people who targeted Franks Finest, but oh well. I have a zero bullshit policy. I’ll help you and take care of you until you try to fuck me over, then it’s your head. I’m nice enough to help anyone in need, but not naive enough to think everyone is my friend. Even if I have helped them in the past. It’s dangerous out here. Society has fallen and so has humanity, so I must keep my rifle by my side and protect myself and my friends. I can hear the roosters now. Until next time.

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 20/02/2023 21:27

Well I’m writing again so that means I’m still alive and from what I’ve seen from this new world you either need to military trained or rely crazy to survive so again my training takes over iv been scouting the woods nonstop and going into this wicked gas that’s all over the place collecting samples of the gas in pox vials I’m trying to find a way to dissipate or remove the killing agent along with my good friends eion and Daniel by my side we’re here to help anyone who needs help but don’t let my kindness fool you if you wrong me I am more a monster then the walking infected we have now until next time

       Dt

Rachel Nicole — 23/02/2023 17:42

Journal Entry 5: I wanted to write in my journal yesterday but I ended up in the ICU. Again. I didn’t mean to jump.. it just happened… I’ve never seen Jordan drive so fast. He didn’t see me fall but he sure did hear it. I was going in and out of consciousness. I think I’m more of danger to myself than anything else. Note to self: No more climbing

Jordan wasn’t by my side when I woke, but when he came back he told me he was just exploring since it’s quite boring to just sit there and wait. I don’t blame him. He did have a gift for me, sunglasses, how niceeee. I appreciate it though. He’s definitely sick of seeing the eyepatch over my eye. I put the sunglasses on so he’d shut up. I am gonna keep my eyepatch though… I don’t want others staring at me when it’s off.. just reminds me of what happened. I wish Rome was by my side but it was too far of a drive and he was sleeping anyway..

On the way back to base Jordan drove a lot slower. He also stopped at shops for me so I can look for flags. Cheered me up.

It seems like everyone has been getting along. It’s nice. I’ve also ran into a lot of old and new faces recently, crazy how everyone is now in the west. There has been some conflicts but I can’t control what others do. All I can do is show everyone kindness.

August Reed — 25/02/2023 04:52

JOURNAL ENTRY: 9

    Blank-face got Alex.. The past few days were spent helping Jebidiah build his place up for a future community for all. Me, Alex, and my Uncle Saul were all pitching in our building materials for this. Me and Saul had just arrived at Jeb’s when it had turned night. Jebidiah and Ted told us that Alex had gone back to his place to grab more tools… But it had just turned night. I told him over and over and over not to travel these woods at night.

       We heard a mosin shot almost as soon as we got to Jeb’s. And not soon after, we heard the sounds of an AK. I tracked and I tracked and I tracked until I found him… lying dead in a hunting shack, gun in hand. He was shot through the torso, and the bullet impacted the wall behind… Not soon after, bones were placed at Jeb’s doorstep, along with bone knives, fat, and some dead animals. We decided to name the community after him. Were calling it Morar’s Lake.

    After some investigating, I looked through his ICOM and saw his last seconds of life. If anyone ever reads this, viewer discretion is advised

Daniel Winters — 01/03/2023 11:37

Entry #6:

      What a week it’s been. First, zealots and rats, who were once friendly people, showed up at Joshs door, making threats. “Are you ready to accept death Josh? Your heart is not in the right place anymore. Do you think the 2 that live across the street from you will be there for you if you’re in trouble?” Really just scare tactics by crusty forest rats. The mood changed however when they realized I was on the roof with 61 Hot Ones ready to spray down on them. They left in a hurry. “See you soon” David says as he drives off. “See you soon”…..yes you will.

I asked Josh if he thought there was some truth to what they were saying.  “Oh fuck no man. I ain’t scared. I’ve got you with me!” That made my heart smile. And then I stop to think, Jason, David, Cassandra and Frank must share a bond, like my and my crew. Do they not see that in itself is something worth striving for? To say no one cares about anyone, and we’re all filled with greed and sin, is contradictory to their past and present. They owned a car shop, selling vehicles and related items for guess what? MONEY! Greed. And they obviously care about one another, otherwise why would they run together and behave like a pack of stray dogs? Barking and snarling. But we are filled with greed because we trade? Because we give away high value items for free? Just to make sure people can stay alive? I even GAVE David a KA-M! And he talks about greed. These people are just looking for a fight.

     Regardless of that, work has been steady. The flow of survivors has increased. Word is getting out that Novo is safe. And if in the future someone would want to change that, well, like Josh said, we have me. And I have Josh. And Josh has Eion. And Eion has me. I’ll die, before I let what we have created die. I will kill everyone, if it meant everyone was trying to take what we built. I will not stop. I will not be quiet. I will not stand by when the wolves are at the door. To glory, or to a glorious death.

August Reed — 01/03/2023 20:34

JOURNAL ENTRY: 10

The days have grown even colder… I’ve been searching for my brother since we all woke up, but it turns out I found weeks ago.. or what was left of him. Blankface delivered his guts to my doorstep about 2-3 weeks ago and I never knew.. There was a search party to hunt him down and make the woods safer, but at the same time two men tried to blow open a friends home and we had to go help… But blankface was on the radio talking to us in a strange voice.. He confessed that he’s not done killing and that someone else will die soon. I haven’t been home in a few days and I’m not sure when I’ll be adventuring back.. Right now I’m writing this from a freighter yard..

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 02/03/2023 21:55

Another entry end of February I believe who knows anymore

                           Still no sign of where the artillery is coming from but now a more pressing issue is arisen the commonwealth has fallen although even though I lived in the territory I never rely accoiated with what was going on now it’s all gone and what remains is a settlement the highlanders of novodiskermisk we help all and as of late with strange things going on with people and in the forest without a dought we need each other but who’s to trust that is for you to decide ah another radio signal this one seems important shit I have to go  I have to go……

Eoin Murphy — 06/03/2023 04:58

Journal entry 2

It’s been a while since I’ve had time to write in this thing but, until now, I’ve been ridiculously busy.

Josh and I spent a good amount of time building up our rooftop abodes and tinkering with ways to connect our rooftops. Lately we’ve been trying out some rope bridge techniques, have accepted two new residents…but never mind that for now. The reason I even have time to write is because things have gotten crazy around here.

First a group of folks with a tendency towards trade decided that a good chunk of the north should unite as a Commonwealth. Seemed like a good idea at the time so Josh and me went along with it. Folks started building bigger and better safezones and we saw more folks cruising around. It got a little tense when the Commonwealth started throwing their weight around demanding that Nova move one of their bases, but Nova did go peacefully so things stayed chill for the most part.

All that changed abruptly when two of the top dogs got themselves into a shootout. I’ve heard rumors of the why, but the result was that everything unraveled after that.

The last shoe dropped when someone bombed Frank’s place. Apparently everyone survived, but that whole crew sort of vanished…until recently.

Since then things have gotten even darker if you can believe it.

Apparently Officer Blue, a guy I once killed a bear with, went cannibal with another dude, and some creep known as Blank Face killed a buddy of mine named Alex and the brother of a fella named August.

Most recently I had a weird tense faceoff with that guy, and now apparently he wants to kill me even though I did nothing to the guy, so I love that for me.

Once Daniel and Josh heard that Blank Face was gunning for me, they don’t like me to venture out alone. Which blows, but that’s why I’m just here on my rooftop journaling instead of hunting and gathering like I’d like to be. Maybe I need a new hobby? We recently found a military grade radio transmitter. I bet I could hook that up at the nearby radio tower and provide some music for other survivors with radios….Hmmm.

Oh shit, speaking of radios, we just had a bounty come through the icoms, it might involve whoever is behind all the artillery raining down on this place. Daniel and Otto are already prepping the Humvee, I better go gear up!

Bartholomew Black — 07/03/2023 18:49

Name: Bartholomew Black

Age: late 20’s

Nationality: English

Bio: Born and bred in Windsor, home of the late queen of England. Private education with exceptional grades. Went into university and studied business and economics. His father, Sebastian Black was a successful entrepreneur and very wealthy businessman with the founding of the ‘Black Incorporation’ (later rather ironically named Black Inc.) which developed and manufactured industrial and household printers. One of the first companies to work towards the development of 3D printing and later used in military manufacturing, stocks drastically rose with the ever-rising wars and conflicts around the world. His father Sebastian Black then fell seriously ill due to a strange and unknown disease and unexpectedly died, leaving Black Inc. and all the family’s wealth to Bartholomew. Seeking new investment in the east of Europe, Bartholomew took a private jet. However the feeling was there that perhaps Bartholomew had contracted the same strange disease, beginning to feel fatigued mid-flight. After a few dosages of painkillers and sleeping pills, washed down with expensive gin, Bartholomew drifted into deep sleep several thousand feet above the country of Chernarus.

Rachel Nicole — 08/03/2023 22:39

Journal Entry 6: It has been a very long two weeks… Blue fucking blew up our front door, Blank Face decided to visit. Then the next day Blue shot at Findlay and I, then everything went quiet. I know I ended up sleeping the week away. I was just so fucking exhausted, trying to take control of situations without the rest of Nova being there. It was rough, but I managed. Honestly it was fucking cool, stressful, but cool.

I never thought things could get so out of hand so fast. The bounty on Blue made him angry. I couldn’t do anything about it,I  just tried to calm him down. Of course It didn’t work. Obviously.

I didn’t get hurt, Rome did though, thee explosion really took a toll on him. He’s been sleeping a lot. I let him be though

Then of course when I thought shit couldn’t get any worse that day Blank Face pops onto the fucking radio. My first time meeting him and I’m fighting for my life. Strangely enough, Blue disappeared when Blank Face came around.  The only good memory I have from that day is when Rome and I both said fuck when we realized that Blank Face was on the radio.

The information I know on Blank Face is that he is incredibly hard to understand. He sounds like a robot, kind of. He also said his actual name but I have no Idea how to fucking spell or pronounce it. He is a child of a god I think, sent here to make things better. Honestly I don’t remember. I just know he killed August’s brother and also killed Alex. He said he was also going to kill Eoin, Daniel Winters, and Josh.

Eventually he’s probably gonna go after me, I have no connection to any of those guys besides just being friendly. I wonder if I could possibly talk to Blank Face alone and try and understand him better. Maybe.

Blue ended up setting a bounty on Daniel, they both agreed to terminate the bounty. Whatever, just boys being boys I guess. So much fighting just for it to become peaceful again. I don’t know how they came to agreement, but I’m just happy they did.

I haven’t heard from Blue or Findlay in awhile, I hope they are okay…

Rachel Nicole — 08/03/2023 22:58

Journal Entry 7:

Jordan and I went to Morars Lake the other day. The place is so beautiful. Jebedeiah and his friends did a really good job. Unfortunately once it hit night I kept falling asleep, I haven’t been sleeping well recently. What made things worse was once it hit day I had to navigate us back to base. We only took couple bad turns…

I’ve been feeling pretty lonely, I can’t sleep anymore. Too much to think about. I’ve decided to start traveling farther out of base more to see if I can find anything useful to bring back or to at least maybe see a friendly face. It’s not gonna happen.

I’ve been thinking about going on a trip by myself.. Just into the mountains more, try and see if I could possibly find who is controlling the artillery that’s been going off.

We’ll see.. I don’t wanna go alone but it can’t cause much harm to go on a nature walk, clear my head a bit.

Bartholomew Black — 09/03/2023 02:20

Entry 1:

Oh great heavens! This is what I get for coming to the dirty part of Europe. I’m unsure on exactly how much I had to drink, or what those pills even were, but the damned pilot must have helped himself too by the looks of it! Silly bugger crashed the darned plane with me in it! Now he is nowhere to be seen and I’m stuck here in this godforsaken country. And why is it so quiet? Not even goats. I’m sure that’s local wildlife here, amongst the peasants.

Tyr Chaos — 09/03/2023 08:41

Day:? When I finally woke up I decided to make my way to the nearest town. Unfortunately I found out that was a big mistake, turned out the world isn’t what it used to be. Guess the wwz movie was trying to tell us how the world would end up being.  Ran into a bunch of undead. Decided to make my way inland to Severograd where I meet Nova. They had helped me start building my home up near their old base until what used to be known as the Commonwealth became hostile to them and I felt like it was only a matter of time before they came after me so I decided to try and head west due to the Commonwealth having claimed most of the northern lands. Happened to run into nova again on the way there where they accepted me as a part of their group. So far the friendliest person I’ve met is Rachel. And Jordan was an old friend of mine before shit hit the fan. Never knew we would both make it. Lately been doing supply runs for them to keep us supplied just in case. Found a humvee when I was out and managed to get it up and running and back to base. Just hope I can keep my suicidal thoughts away during this time. Not sure how life will treat me but gotta try to keep going gunna try and keep writing down what happens to me but gets difficult in the world we live in

August Reed — 10/03/2023 08:13

JOURNAL ENTRY: 11

My brothers killer… Alex’s killer.. Has finally been captured. He’d managed to trick all of us.. He bought a cabin at Morar’s Lake and was living under our noses. That didn’t last long though. I saw him making symbols with bones and wire in the same way Blankface would. Then I heard him talking about killing a man named Eoin.. I rubber slugged him in the face and locked him in a cell. He’s alive.. Just until I figure out more and if he’s alone.

Bartholomew Black — 10/03/2023 14:54

Entry 2:

I have walked for what feels like weeks. I left the ruined plane, followed some form of road and finally came across a town of sorts. More like a village. Not a soul in sight may I add. I decided to knock on some doors and see if the local population could explain why it is so quiet. None answered. Why doesn’t this backwards population answer their doors? Have ring doorbells not made it to eastern Europe yet? I remembered why I had dragged myself out here anyway. My poor father passed away some time ago and left the whole company to me. Not a bad turnout I may stress, but stress is exactly what I did not want! An easy life for me thanks. But alas no, and now I have to continue my mission. To bring Black Inc. to this godforsaken country and soon everyone will know the name Black! If I could just find everyone…

Nolan Levins — 10/03/2023 19:54

I come from the states in the south. Last school year my 16 yo daughter did a report on the czars of Russia. She got so in depth with the project that all she wanted for her birthday was to travel to Russia to see the things she had learned about.  Leaving her mother and sister at home we embarked on our journey to Mother Russia.  I remember landing and checking into the hotel but after that nothing. I woke up in a hospital bed with no one in sight, including my daughter. I’m not sure what’s going on or where exactly I am, but what I do know is that she’s out there somewhere and I have to find her.

Daniel Winters — 11/03/2023 05:53

August Reed — 11/03/2023 01:40

JOURNAL ENTRY: 12

I feel as if the sun has set on its final days. Winter is almost over and yet I feel the land surrounded us has grown more dark, gloomy, and mysterious. Not a lot of people know I’m Catholic, as it is a sensitive subject to talk about nowadays… But I feel like what I believe in, doesn’t matter anymore after what I just did to a man. Enslaved him.. Beat him.. Tortured.. A man with split personality, schizophrenia, and who knows what else. One side is a killer, cannibal, and the murderer who took my brother and best friend from me… But the other side… Was a kind, outgoing, and loyal man. I cut off his toe.. Rip out some teeth with pliers.. then Vlad and Uncle Saul stopped me.. They told me that im doing more damage to myself than i am to him.. Vlad began torturing him… Shoving his knife in him and twisting all around… Blood was squirting everywhere… Then I shot him in the head..

         I had to kill him.. I didn’t have a choice. There’s a man out there who was trying to free him… Even gave him a gun and told him he’d break him out… He was locked up in Morar’s Lake surrounded by innocent people.. If he broke out, someone else could’ve died.. I’ve never taken a life before now.. I knew that one day I would have to, but I didn’t expect it so soon.

Daniel Winters – 11/03/2023 02:00

Entry #6:

     I saw Chris die and I saw Amit kill him. Then I saw Amit cut Chris up and begin to eat him. “There is only taste, and love, do you see Daniel? It is out of love we do these things” Amits words from the past were ringing through my ears as I see his knife carving through Chris’ flesh. I hadn’t known what those words meant when he said them, but I understood now.

     I was scared. Terrified! I debated on confronting him, he had no idea I had seen everything, he had no idea I was there. I could run away, never to confront him. But I still did. I sprinted toward Amit, sounding like a cow stomping through the woods. But Amit was too caught up in his meal to hear me coming. I reached 5m distance and threw my carbine up, pointing it at Amits’ chest. “Hands up you sonofabitch! I saw what you did to Chris!” He just stared at me for a moment. Possibly confused, but probably just hesitant on what to do next. He backs away quickly, only a few steps, and pulls out his rifle. Big mistake. He starts to say “Why did yo-” KOW KOW.  I let out 2 shots from my rifle.

     The recoil was non existent. I felt nothing, heard nothing. I could only focus on the body that was falling before me. He dropped, flat on his back and face up. I looked down at myself, and noticed I had been shot as well. Amit had let one shot off and hit me under my plate carrier. Just my luck, but at least I’m not the one unresponsive on the ground. I dropped down on my ass, and then laid on my back. Groaning in pain as I shot a flare into the sky and called Josh on our frequency for help. Josh is always there for me. He took me home. I went straight up to my room, locked myself in and just sat in silence for a while. I felt extreme guilt that I just sat and watched Chris die. And then watched as Amit mutilated his body. It’s been about 6 days since then, and I still don’t feel okay. Does it ever get better?

Nolan Levins — 11/03/2023 07:30

Entry #1. Something isn’t right. I woke up not knowing where I am. The last thing I remember is coming to Russia with my daughter, Evy, for her sweet 16 birthday wish and that was in June. Now it’s cold. I’ve been searching for hours and went through two towns. I haven’t seen any sign of her or anyone else….anyone living that is. It’s like straight out of a horror movie. Nothing seems real and I have no clue where I’m going. I was caught in the rain with no clothing suited for it and have caught a cold. The food I’ve found so far has been canned and I was almost starved before I found something to open it with. I’m staying in a house close to a doctors office hoping to find meds to get rid of those cold and slowly building myself back up. There has to be someone out there that can help me understand more of what’s going on and has seen Evy. I’m bedding down for the night but I can here them outside snarling. I’m not sure what tomorrow might bring but hopefully some clarity and direction. For now though I’m signing off.

Rachel Nicole — 12/03/2023 02:07

Journal Entry 8:

I’ve decide to go out into the mountains on my own. I wanna see if I can find some valuable information to bring back to Nova. I’m gonna bring some vodka with me, no way in hell I’m walking on rainy days. Gotta have some fun

August Reed — 12/03/2023 02:29

JOURNAL ENTRY: 13

A wise man once told me, “The fall of one, is always the rise of another.” and I need to keep that in my heart and know that wherever I go, whoever I stop, there is always going to be another. After the torture and murder of Ruslan (blankface), I found a note left by his cell that read, “you should not have messed with the Chedaki.” and I knew that I was in for it. I read all about the Chedaki back when we had WiFi, and they were men who were not to be trifled with. My father talked about them once or twice from the war, but never went into detail. I know enough to know that actions are going to have major consequences. I’ve decided that it might be time to go into hiding. I don’t want to bring violence to Morar’s Lake. I’ll still stop by everyone once in awhile, but I know in my heart, redstar is after me.

August Reed — 13/03/2023 04:01

JOURNAL ENTRY: 14

For once, I woke up feeling good about the day. Went to the lake to talk to Charlie and Alex and wished that they were still here. I turned on my radio to see if there was any chatter. There was a trader named Nigel. He explained he had just arrived from Takistan and is making his way around selling explosives. I went to go meet him north of zeleno. I say it was about 5-6 a.m when he arrived. I paid him 100 nails for a few bears traps and another 100 nails for information on something I don’t feel like writing. I was almost back home when I heard Nigel on the radio say “I need somebody’s hel-“

I went back to the place we traded and tracked for about 20 minutes before I found his crashed truck and him dead behind the wheel. I do not know what made him crash, but he seemed capable. I helped myself to the rest of the explosives, then I squatted down next to Nigel’s body and said “I’m sorry, my friend… at least you died providing for people.”

Nolan Levins — 13/03/2023 22:41

Entry #2. My cold is gone and it was quite the fight to get rid of it. It’s been a few days and nothing but death. No sign of Evy or anyone else. I felt all hope was gone and my mind was in dark places. I’ve found a compass and started traveling west. I was low on water and seen a pump in a small town but as a approached a green gas was all around. The moment I walked into this ominous fog instantly found that it was a bad idea. Bleeding and coughing. As I ran from that and continued my westward journey I heard bombs dropping all around me. Idk what or who is causing them but I’m out of food and my water supply is low. The dark is all around me and I’m just brave enough to shine light to check my heading never knowing what it may attract. Finally I have a whisp of hope. I can see a FIRE!!! I use caution as I approach once in range I see it’s a refugee camp. I find August, a member of the community. He’s the first person I’ve seen but no news of Evy however he has let me come into the community to learn of this new world from others. My hope restored that there is others out there and that Evy could still be out there. I have a cabin now and I no longer have to worry about my food and water supply. I can learn and stock up to continue my search for my little Evy and a new found fire is within me. I’ve traveled many miles and now that I have something more safe I think I can finally rest and after I sleep I’m going to learn what I can and talk amongst the community in hopes of a lead. For now though I’m signing off.

August Reed — 13/03/2023 22:57

JOURNAL ENTRY: 15

I fear the worst is to come. If it makes sense, I can feel it.. Woke up this morning and something was different. There wasn’t the hum of cicadas, no chirping of the birds, no croaks from the frogs.. Something is off. I know there’s someone watching the camp…

     I havent been sleeping much, and when I do, I get the worst nightmares. Just the same image repeating over and over.. Me cutting off blankface’s toe, and ripping out his teeth.. The echo of my revolver’s 357 entering his skull is followed soon after.. Saul can tell something’s off, but he won’t say nothin’ because he knows I wouldn’t reply the way I should. Met a man yesterday. Came to the front gate, said he saw my fire. I asked his name and he said “Nolan.” He seemed a decent person, so I let him in, did my run down to make sure he wasn’t a threat and gave him a place to lay his head. He spoke of his 16 year old daughter out here somewhere surviving by herself.. I can’t imagine the pain he feels

Nolan Levins — 14/03/2023 07:04

Entry #3. This new world is tough. Everytime I leave camp its an uphill fight to forage only to find a t-shirt or two. Food is scarce unless you grow it or hunt it. It’s cold here like a cold I’ve never felt. I’ve lost most of my gear after a fight with a few undead. What wasn’t lost in the skirmish to get away was ruined in the attack. So I was grateful for the t-shirt for once. I was exhausted after and fell asleep right where I stopped. I’m much further from camp than I meant to be. After I awoke and regeared I started my way back to camp, home really it’s the only one I have,  along the way still looking for signs of Evy but other than August and a brief encounter with another refugee named Travis I haven’t seen anyone else to talk to. On my journey back home I came across a hunting camp with only a couple of the undead. I felt that this find deep in the woods could be beneficial for me for warmer clothing that could help me not be so noticeable. I stepped onto the porch of one of the cabins when I saw a damaged coat when suddenly…BOOM… the ground was shaking, trees bellowing,the green gas filled the area instantly I ran and ran for what felt like miles. Bleeding and barely able to breathe when finally I came out and fresh air had hit me again. I wasn’t out clean though. I was able to bandage my wounds but I had inhaled to much of the toxin and I had felt that my search for Evy was over and that I would never see her again. As I said my prayers and my goodbyes to those I would hope to see again by the grace of God I remembered a previous conversation I had with August the day I met him. He told me then that the gas could infect someone with too much exposure and that one way to treat it was with clean blood. I had a bag of blood with me and I stared treating myself. I’m alive, weak, but alive. I’ve found an old building that is in a relatively safe area and I’ve decided to stay here until my strength is back. Plenty of chickens and a water source.

What doesn’t kill you I suppose. After my strength has come back to me I’m going back to my cabin and to tell August I owe him a beer….if there is any left. For now though I’m signing off

Bartholomew Black — 14/03/2023 10:16

Entry 3:

Civilisation at last, if you can call it that. It seems to be a refuge for survivors and they call it Alexandria. Essentially a collection of buildings on the south coast. The leader seemed interested in people moving there to live. Nice chap. Called himself a lord. I do appreciate a fellow educated and civilised gentleman! I got talking to the people living there. Told them my story, the Black story. It sparked the idea that maybe I can continue my aims in Chernarus after all. There is definitely a few gaping holes in the market now. Not for printers mind.

August Reed — 14/03/2023 19:19

JOURNAL ENTRY: 16

Life at Morar’s is comfortable as it always has been… but something more calls to me. There wasn’t a better feeling than being out there.. feeling like shit, hungry, cold, but.. its the feeling right before you lay your head and sleep. The feeling of “I didn’t die today… I hunted, I fished, I survived the dead… I’m alive.”

    I miss being out there, and that’s something I won’t tell anyone. I was good at it.. and I know people around are in trusting me with secrets, some looking to me for answers.. but I’m not sure if they should. Right now I’m on watch at Morar’s Lake. Its raining, it dark, and its cold… but it feels wrong as it does right. I think I’m missing something.

Bert West — 14/03/2023 22:52

Bio: Well it all started when he was born, Bert West was born in Southern part of the United States of America. From where he came it’s all about, family, sunshine and a love for your country,  he would always try to do the right thing back home, whether it was finding a wallet and returning it to it’s owner or helping a grandma cross the street. But something changed recently, he was stuck in a rut. And no matter what he didz Bert just didn’t feel like himself, no matter what he tried he couldn’t shake this feeling, till recently when one of his distant cousins offered him to come and visit her home in Chernarus as a nice holiday Vacation. And he jumped at the opportunity, as he felt like it could really be something new and exciting and fresh. Now he was planning this to be a couple week vacation, and that he could get back to feeling like himself. too bad it might be a long time before that happens………..

Oh baby, what did I hit my head on? The last thing I remember was hanging out at a party, and now this, What happened? And where am I? I guess it’s time to venture out for help…….

Bert West — 15/03/2023 00:53

Entry 2: I was so panicked earlier I even forgot to label it, but now that I’ve calmed down and gotten my barrens it’s seems like everything has gone a bit, how do I say tits up, something has happened to everybody, now I don’t know if I’m the only person not effected, I would surely hope so but it seems like the people here have had something happen to them that caused them to regress to a feral state, now they don’t seem to mind each other but to good ole Joe’s like me they’re fiercer then a lion, need to keep an eye open at times like these, I just hope that I can find somebody, anybody, to see if I can learn just that much more about what’s going on……

Bert West — 15/03/2023 02:07

Nearly ate dirt from a couple of those pesky buggers, one at a time is not too bad but several were a near death sentence, got knocked out twice but I recovered and dealt with them, remember to only engage when necessary, my goal to find life, not the afterlife……..

August Reed — 15/03/2023 02:26

JOURNAL ENTRY: 17

Charlie is alive.. My brother isn’t dead. They’ve fucking had him this whole time. I was so stupid… I should’ve known. Redstar has tasked me to do their work… If I don’t.. My brother dies. Charlie is with them now. He is serving them.. He’s been brainwashed, the same as Blankface. If I tell anybody what actually happened, if I say a word to someone that redstar are evil, and that they tortured me all day, then they’ll send Charlie to come kill me, and then they will kill him.. What do I do? Do I say “fuck them” and fight. Do I sacrifice my own brothers life to save everyone else’s… What would Saul think… I can’t even tell him.. If I do decide to join with them, whoever finds this journal…. I’m so fucking sorry.

Rachel Nicole — 15/03/2023 07:00

Journal Entry 9: I’m drunk. Severely dru-

 Update:  I’ve sobered up lol. May have passed out too… too much time to think on my own. Learned a lot being drunk. Still no information to bring back to nova. Just a-couple more days and hopefully I can go back home. It’s peaceful out here… I don’t know if I wanna go back… heh…

Bert West — 15/03/2023 21:03

Entry 3: I’ve ventured from town to town and still found only the damned, but I know, in my bones that if someone like me has survived then someone else has to have as well, I can’t be the only one left and when I do find them, well we’ll figure it out when I do….

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 16/03/2023 00:57

Well I’m not dead yet found a cannibal living in the forest in our territory pushed him out now to only have a new issue rise not much time to write have to stay alert

Bert West — 16/03/2023 00:24

Entry 4: I’ve found evidence of human activity now, I’ve seen a base of sorts, don’t know who owns it but it does prove my theory, there are others who survived like I, most definitely. Now I just need to put the pieces together and find them….

Bert West — 16/03/2023 01:41

Entry 5: This is strange, somehow artillery are bombarding parts of Chernarus!! I don’t know whether it’s the military trying to save the rest of the world from this mess while avoiding starting another outbreak or it’s automated and not going to stop till they run out of munitions, I will need to learn more at some point.

August Reed — 16/03/2023 08:14

JOURNAL ENTRY: 18

I decided to create a new option to the choices that Redstar gave me. I was going to put their names on a notice board, but instead ill write about how Vlad and Amit kidnapped me and tortured me for hours on end. Ill write about how they told people they saved me from raiders. They shouldnt of named dropped Vadim as one of them, because I found him and killed him. Then, I found Amit a few hours later, and killed him as well. Im going after Vlad next. If I dont write in this again, im dead. If Vlad lives when im no longer here and you’re reading this, he’s luring people in and brainwashing them. Stay away or kill him.

Bert West — 16/03/2023 14:13

Entry 6: Well I had a bit too much bravado today and was trying to check for survivors in a military compound when suddenly it got gassed by one of those artillery bombardments, I don’t feel too good now, I need to be more careful when exploring this desolate place…….

Bert West — 16/03/2023 14:38

P.s yeah that gas is doing a number on me, I hope this wears off soon or that I can cure it somehow, if they invented the gas then it stands to reason that there would be a cure for it, I just wonder if there’s any to be had here or not? Well I guess I’ll find out soon….

Bert West — 16/03/2023 16:23

Entry 7: That gas…….. It hit hard, I recovered but I lost consciousness, I don’t where I ended up but I guess it’s time to explore and find out.

Entry 8: I seemed to have woken up somewhere on the coast, I don’t know the specifics but it seems like something happened, ah no matter, I need to get back to where I was, but for now I just need to survive this new predicament first…

Bert West — 16/03/2023 17:18

Entry 8: Despite these grim circumstances, I am not discouraged, in fact a new resolve burns in me, I will find out what happened to the world, and in doing so I will help it move forward, one step at a time.

August Reed — 16/03/2023 20:45

JOURNAL ENTRY: 19

       Today was the first day I ever thought about taking the final plunge. A week ago, I had never taken a life, and now… I have 3 under my belt. All of them deserved death, and thats what I keep telling myself.

“They would’ve killed you the first chance they got.”

“Blankface took your brother away from you. Took your best friend!”

        Those are the things I tell myself to get through the day… but it doesn’t work. I knew taking someone’s life would be difficult, but I had no idea. Its so easy to end someone… One trigger pull.. One snap of the neck.. We are so fragile. And now that I’ve taken lives, I now know why my Uncle Saul doesn’t talk about his past, and why my father doesn’t talk about the war..

        These thoughts.. These memories of me executing 3 men, will not stop me from finishing what they started. Every second of every damn day, my first thought is Vlad. What he took from me.. The evil things he did to my brother, and did to my best friend.. The shit he did to me.. I’m sure he already knows this, but if he doesn’t.. soon he will know that he fucked with the wrong man.

Nolan Levins — 17/03/2023 20:00

Entry #4.  It’s been sometime since I’ve been able to write. I’ve been moving a lot. I’m farther east than I need to be and only realized this after I was able to find a map and compass. I’ve decided to set up a temporary shelter in the hopes of catching my breath and collecting my thoughts.  I have learned a lot these past few days. The green gas has been in my path more times than I can count. Some places seem to be filled with it constantly while others seem to be at random and dissipate after some time. I have learned that it’s not only deadly to us but the walking dead as well.  If maybe there was a way to harness it. Clear out cities and begin to take our civilization back, but it would take one much more clever than me to do this or at least a joint effort.  My temporary shelter has the makings for a settlement as it is close to a pond and not far from a constant fresh water source, but maybe it just reminds me of Morars Lake and the only place I’ve seen living people thus far. August told me of other encampments but I’ve yet to find them.  I have stumbled upon a house that someone was using as a weapons stash. No gates, no fence, no flag, no anything other than massive amounts of weapons and attachments. I decided not to linger long but I did take one of their barrels. I was sure not to take anything else bc someone with that much firepower will surely hold a grudge, but I needed to make a stash of my own. This area is very forthcoming for materials to benefit Morars Lake so I plan on stashing what I can in the barrel marking it on my map and heading back. I’ll work out a ride back for the supplies then. If there’s one thing I’ve learned is that when you do find people it’s best to stay together. Being driven away so new to this new world all alone has made things much more difficult than they should be. I’m missing Evy, maybe she will be at the other settlements I’ve heard about but I have no clue how to find them. Maybe my luck will turn.

Rachel Nicole — 20/03/2023 00:58

Journal Entry 10:

I returned home. Rome welcomed me with a hug, I missed him so much.

Rome and I heard gunshots so we went to investigate. There was a man under his car hiding from the wolves. Rome shot them while I went down to introduce myself. I learned that his name was Kazimir. At first he told us he had military background and told rome to punch him to show that he could dodge.. that did not go well… Rome has a hard punch.. and unfortunately Kazimir did not dodge it. I couldn’t help but laugh, I figured the guy wasn’t gonna be able to dodge Rome no matter what background he had. Apparently he didn’t have any military background and instead he was a singer and songwriter.

He needed a place to stay so we set him up a nice place. Jordan woke up and helped out as well, him and I were fucking around a little bit, which slowed things down. We were just trying to have fun.

Bert West — 21/03/2023 13:55

Entry 9: the more desolate ruins I explore the more it dawns on me how foolish my idea that someone else besides myself still yet lives, all I’ve seen in my time is death, decay and destruction, nothing even resembling life, well human life, it seems that the wildlife has survived mostly unharmed, which atleast gives me hope that even if everyone all die out, there’s still a chance for life to flourish once again, with the newest chapter of life being bookended by our downfall….

Pete Grozchek — 22/03/2023 00:28

Bio: “Itchy” Pete has always been a bit of a burnout. In his teens he was the drug dealer at his high school.  He was in and out of juvie in his younger years for drug dealing and other small crimes.  He was the go-to drug dealer back in his home town, never dealing in extremely large quantities though often being harassed by the police since it was a generally known fact he would usually be dealing drugs. Because of this, Pete is not a fan of authority, and would occassionally harass those he percieves to be trying to exercise authority over him.  On many occassions he would carry around bags of baking soda in plain sight just to waste cops time.

Pete himself preferes to use mushrooms, but will sell pretty much every substance he can get his hands on.  While not a evil or cruel criminal, Pete definately was a nuisance to his community due to his unending drug dealing and other minor criminal schemes, as well as the occasion drug induced psychotic episode.

Pete Grozchek — 22/03/2023 05:30

Journal #1

Hey man, i must still be tripping, like there’s all these people around but their like dead and stuff.  I dont know how long i was sleeping but it was one wicked nap dude.  Im starting to think im not high rn and some wierd shit happened.

One day, while wandering around tripping on shrooms, Pete suddenly became very tired and passed out where he stood.

Otto Fistcher — 23/03/2023 03:43

Been a while since I wrote in this. I ended up moving in with a group called highlanders I couldn’t stay where I was  with the constant gunfire and a man at the time called blankface running around I was on nerves end couldn’t even sleep for weeks. That’s when I met Josh and Daniel  who let me move in with them.  IL never tell them this but they saved my life from insanity.  Though sometimes I  feel like I get on there nerves I truly belive if I can’t make it out of this country with them will be a great place to settle. Now I’d say after a week with them I was out alone hunting on the edge of town when the dead caught me. It ended with there rotten breath in my face and me accidently  shooting myself in the side but surving there attack. The bad news was I lost alot of blood and though I was smart with keeping a spare of my blood in my back pack I didn’t realize it was spoiled. Imagen so sick and alone and seeing the dead as living people I for sure I was walking with them. Fever made me faint and woke up  so damn weak and afraid . That’s all I clearly remember but what I didn’t tell the others when I finally came back was this dream I had.  It felt so fake and real at the same time I was sitting at home playing myself In a video game but the video game was my whole life . I feel like I’m going crazy writing this. Just spitting words onto this worn paper but iv got to write how I feel

Pete Grozchek — 23/03/2023 21:53

Journal #2

Dude like i found this like farm and stuff, it had so many mushrooms growing there man, like a heaven or something dude. Then i heard some guys on the radio and they showed up and like now i live with them man. They grow some decent bush kush, just my kind of people man. I dont even think they’re narcs.  Also i saw like a scary cow when i was tripping on a hill, it was crazy rad and so colourful.

Pete Grozchek — 28/03/2023 06:54

Journal #3

Yo hey journal, I like found a bottle of vodka, isnt that rad. Then i got an idea bro, go to the hospital to donate blood and then drink to get like way more wasted off the bottle, it was like science or something dude. I found some codeine that i mixed in with my shrooms so i was like fucked man, a desk started talking to me dude.

August Reed — 29/03/2023 05:12

JOURNAL ENTRY: 20

    I wish tomorrow wasn’t such a long time.. Each day that passes, is another day that I have failed my brother.. that I’ve failed Alex Morar. Everyday and every night, I spend searching, tracking, and looking for any signs of Vlad.. any signs of my brother on my trail..

    I’ve taken up leadership at Morar’s lake.. though I’m rarely there nowadays.. I still do hunt and gather resources for it and check in on the people. We’ve all been searching for enough wire to complete our fence surrounding the place.. but even when I’m doing that, I’m still haunted by the things that have happened…

I cant hear the echo of my footsteps, or remember the sound of my own name..

Rachel Nicole — 29/03/2023 19:04

Journal Entry 11:

I was bored, cold, annoyed.

Rome and I were talking and I mentioned to him about leaving, Nova did so much for me but I just can’t stand it anymore. I wanna help people and make friends, theres nothing out here and we’ve hurt so many.. I know why we are in the position we are in, and it’s no ones fault but the Commonwealths.

He liked my idea but he didn’t want me to be alone, he wanted to join me. He agreed with me ever step of the way… I didn’t expect this from him at all. I’m happy he’s with me though.

We were talking about this on the way to pick up Tyr, the dumbass decided to go on a walk and he got lost, he didn’t have his compass on him, ended up walking in circles. We found him on the side of the road, he looked like a lost puppy.

On the way back we told him about our idea and he was thinking of doing the same exact thing. Great minds think alike.

This was it… we started heading South.. It was hard for Rome, he has been with Nova for awhile and he loves his brothers. But we are miserable and it’s time to move on. I learned so much from Nova, and there is no hard feelings so we will still stay in contact with them. We will help them and they will help us.

We want to create a community for all, we wanna be able to trade with others and help them out as best as we can.. once we are comfortable, we will be able to start.

Bert West — 31/03/2023 17:36

Entry 10: With my new, hardened resolve, I’ve decided to go on a new expedition to the unknown, I do not know what to expect, but as they say “hope for the best, prepare for the worst” or something along those lines ,I hope that even if I don’t find anybody, I can find something useful like a radio, that way I might be able to see if there’s anyone else around or maybe even get in touch with someone on the outside world, what’s left of it, I just hope that if there are others that there isn’t any world wide jamming of Chernarus, now that would be a rain on my parade for sure, we shall see for sure soon…..

Bert West — 31/03/2023 18:12

Entry 11: a car, I heard A CAR!!! sadly I wasn’t able to see who they were and where they were going but I for sure was able to hear them ride by, a terrible shame that, I almost ran outside and yelled for them but I was so astonished, I was simply lost for words, no matter, I hope that maybe I could catch up with whoever you are, I have some burning questions that need answering, I just hope that I can keep up and find you….

Bert West — 01/04/2023 01:17

Entry 12: I have to admit, being stuck in Chernarus does kind of drag me down sometime, but every once in awhile you just see something that makes you just go “wooooow” like these old landmarks, like castles of old, they are just so awesome to explore, if only I could have done so without dodging deadheads, ah oh well, maybe if I can find someone who’s amicable, we could maybe even go sightseeing, oh what a joy that would be…….

Bert West — 01/04/2023 01:42

Entry 13: I found it!! I found a radio, this is amazing! Now it isn’t in the greatest conditions, might take some finagling to get working but….. It works dammit! I hope that I can ring somebody soon, there has to be someone else out here alive…..

Eoin Murphy — 02/04/2023 10:53

Silence has NOT been good news as it turns out. We slaughtered the convoy before we could get some answers. Guys were loaded with POX and explody bits so we got the right pack of bastards, but dead men tell no tales so the bombs continue to drop.

Construction has begun on the bridges, so it’s not all bad news. Daniel has proven to be indispensable, Otto a welcome addition even if his laugh makes my entire skin crawl off my body to dance its own spooky ass jig.

I’ve had a few folks reach out to claim some of the flags we’ve found. I’m not interested in payments, but I do think it would be cool to take ’em up to the radio tower and interview them on their survival for the edification of all survivors in the vicinity. Let’s hope everyone is up for that once I provide a bit of lubrication via the vodka I’ve found.

Bartholomew Black — 02/04/2023 12:27

Entry 4:

Just a small update. We were robbed. All our nails and tents gone from under our noses. It’s our fault for not securing the place fully. But we’re looking into at. Here at Black Inc, we don’t take attacks on our business lightly. It’s one of two groups so it won’t take long. In the meantime we continue to promote the company and hope to carry on with expansion and trade. I’ll make you proud Father.

Bert West — 02/04/2023 20:18

Entry 15: after searching for repair materials, I found a repair kit for my radio just to make sure to keep it in tip top shape and after some head scratching I figured out how to put it to good use, after fiddling with the radio I sadly wasn’t able to raise anybody, nor inside the Chernarus nor outside the country, I guess it was a bit far fetched to think a portable radio could help contact the outside, might need to find a bigger one for that, anyways I’ll try again sometime soon to see if I could raise somebody by radio and we’ll go from there….

Rachel Nicole — 03/04/2023 01:53

Journal Entry 12:

It’s so quiet and beautiful out on the coast, the sounds of the ocean sound so relaxing.

This man named Scott showed up at our doorsteps a couple days ago and we took him in, he seemed lost with the world, I don’t blame him… If I didn’t have Rome and this journal, I’d be lost too.

Since I’m thinking of him, he came up with the name Balota Angels for our group this morning, it sounds so welcoming. I’m happy that I can take control of my life and make decisions. I lost myself with Nova and now I have to figure out who I am again.

I took Tyr back up to Nova a little after he woke, we left  before he could grab everything so he ended up leaving a few of his things behind, but on our way we ran into Creole. He was looking for his wife and he asked for our help. I’m not gonna turn someone down that’s asking for help so of course I said yes! I told him that we had a few errands to run, but then we’d be free to help him.

Scott was awake when we got back to base so I asked him if he’d like to tag along, he said yeah so we started our way back to the castle. We arrived and Creole wasn’t there…It took me a bit but I got ahold of him on the radio and 5 minutes later he arrived. We ended up making a deal with him, his Ada for some vehicle parts.

He noticed Scott and tried talking to him, Scott was a little on the aggressive side with him but he ended up cooling off. They started to get along. Creole wanted to check out our base so Scott and I drove them back.

I was driving Creole and Scott was driving Tyr. I got to know Creole a bit more on the way back, he really seems to care about his wife and he definitely had a lot of opinions from others when it came to his life. Once we got to base Creole started saying on how he’s been working on dodging the zombies and wanted to show us.. he told Scott to punch him, I knew this wasn’t going to go well and of course it didn’t. Creole went down.. I accidentally chuckled a little too, I did want to believe that he improved which he did but he still ended up on the ground in pain. Fortunate for Scott that punch let out whatever emotions he was bottling up. Scott ended up mentioning his past and saying that he was in prison, but he wouldn’t go further than that. I wasn’t going to push him, but Creole ended up pulling him to the side. Creole was talking to Scott about his wife but then they moved closer to the pier which was out of earshot completely. After awhile I got worried so I went out to see if they were okay, I didn’t see them so I went back inside.

A couple minutes later I hear Creole shouting that “he needs to tell us” as he came rushing in all panicked and Scott seemed stressed out. Creole picked up his things and left, he even forgot his vehicle parts. I kind of ran after him, but I cared about Scott more. He was punching the wall when I came back in, I just told him to stop. He kind of just looked at me and rushed into his tent. Whatever was said freaked Creole out. I decided to nap for a bit but when I woke I just sat at the dock and started writing in here. The ocean is really peaceful… I think I might go for a swim one day in it.

I heard footsteps, it was Scott. He seemed stressed, I decided to ask him what was going on. He’s scared, whatever he told Creole, he’s scared what he might do with that information. I feel bad for him, he needed to talk to someone, but I guess he talked to the wrong person. He said he’s gonna tell me one day, I only want him to tell me when he’s ready. I told him I wasn’t gonna give him to the curb or judge him, I was here for him no matter what and I really hope he knows that. You can say something over and over again, but sometimes they still might feel like you don’t mean it. I just gotta be there for him no matter what, the past doesn’t make you who you are. He started asking about the commonwealth… an old wound of mine… I told him a lot. It hurt talking about all of it again, but he didn’t  judge, it was nice.

I saw a light in the distance, it got closer, and closer. Then I saw a man, it was Eion. He contacted me about trading, we needed a flag and he needed gun cleaning kit. Rome came out and we chatted with him for awhile. Scott got to learn a lot about what happened, I’m happy, you get more details when others also know the stories. Rome brought up my eye… the conversation was starting to shift but he brought up my eye again.. it’s one thing if I talk about it, but when others it hurts more. A little bit later Rome went to bed but I was still sad… I couldn’t get over the fact that he brought up my eye. But as Eion was talking about the Highlanders base, he was making it sound pretty cool. Scott mentioned they should have a barbecue, I really hope they do cause I need a distraction. The sun started to rise so Eion headed on his way. Scott and I headed back inside, he seemed a lot less stress, I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want him to become upset again. I decided to go to sleep, today has been a lot.

Tyr Chaos — 04/04/2023 02:53

Day?? Left Nova because I was tired of being belittled for everything when I was one of the main people who found our supplies so I decided to walk south back to the coast to try again. Found Rome and Rachel had left to start a new down in Balota so I decided to join them but it’s starting to feel like I don’t belong with anyone lately. Feeling like I don’t matter to anyone anymore. Already lost my blood born family and starting to feel like I should just withdraw from everyone. Probably just some of my mental issues acting up, been tired a lot lately. Uncomfortable around others and just trying to get the energy to make it day to day. Hopefully something happens in my life to help bring me up but that is possibly just me dreaming of unrealistic things. Will try to keep writing when I can but haven’t had the energy to do much of anything lately. Till next time Tyr out…

Tyr Chaos — 04/04/2023 19:41

Day?? Finally found something to keep my mind busy but I’m not sure how long it will last.  Finally got the radio working on my humvee somehow but not sure if I can get any messages out through it. Does have some nice tunes overy once in a while. But other than that all I can do is keep tinkering on it to try and keep my head clear. But there is only so much I can do before there’s nothing else to fix or tinker with on it.  Might explore later if I can get enough energy to get out but not sure if I’ll succeed hell can barely get enough energy to want to listen to the music I managed to get in this hell. This is me signing off for now… Tyr

Tyr Chaos — 05/04/2023 11:09

Day?? Found a bayonet for my m16 but it needs a lot of sharpening. Probably gunna see how sharp I can get it. Signing off for now….T.

Tyr Chaos — 06/04/2023 08:28

Day?? Actually managed to get up and move around today. Decided to make a short trip to the airfield where I’ve been living lately. I made a mistake and shot a zed with a silencer I didn’t realize was fucked which ended up getting myself surrounded by a broken humvee. As I was shooting them left and right hoping to get out of there I heard some shots to the right of me. Wasn’t sure if it was from someone friendly or someone who would rather rob or even kill me so I decided to start making my way back to the road when I decided to climb one of the military shooting nests when I heard someone walking my way. I had turned around and saw someone that was actually alive. Was so happy to see someone else out this way that wasn’t screwed up but he seams to not have a good sense of hearing as he didn’t hear or see me so I decided to strike up a conversation with him to see if I should defend myself or introduce myself and the group I’m a part of. He called himself Jace and seemed really nice. We got to talking with each other about odds and ends and realized he was camping pretty close to us and seemed to be friendly so I told him about myself and the group I’m a part of what we have been trying to do for others which seemed to be of some interest to him.  Unfortunately it started to rain and was starting to get tired again so we decided to part ways. He gave me a pioneer I plan to start carrying and I offered to give him any ammo he needed or tried to see what he needed but he said he was fine so we parted ways. Hope to see him again and hope him and the big dogs of the group get along. Till next time….

Tyr Chaos — 07/04/2023 14:51

Day?? Met an old friend from my nova days last night. Otto decided to come down to Bolota and see how the Bolota Angels were coming along. He had asked if I could help him explore a bit so I decided screw it why not. Went exploring a bit and ended up near what looked like someone’s house but it looked abandoned me and Otto decided to look around a bit and see if there was anything useful to scavenge I didn’t see anything worth keeping and Otto apparently didn’t either. He tried getting into the front door with a claymore he found but in his excitement he caused it to go off before I was a safe distance around and the shockwave knocked me out and ended up hitting my head against a stone. Otto quickly woke me up to check on me but I told him I’m fine and that I was going to walk back to base. After about 10-20 minutes I started feeling weird. I think Ive possiblity finally gone insane started to laugh my ass off for some reason not sure why. Unless the caned bacon I found in an old military checkpoint was bad but not quite sure. Just hope I can sleep it off starting to scare myself if I can’t sleep it off imma try and visit a doctor if there even is one anymore worse case scenario I’ve hear rumors of a voodoo/ witch Dr might see if they can help. Till next time Tyr out…

Tyr Chaos — 07/04/2023 17:53

Day?? Do and don’t regret going to the voodoo/witch Dr that was way North West of us. they knocked me out took everything I had and dumped me on the coast but on the plus side I’m not laughing anymore so that’s a plus just gotta get back home safely and get my spare clothes. Until next time T out…

Pete Grozchek — 08/04/2023 00:00

Journal #4

Hey mr Journal man. A german dude found me, it was like rad man. I took some cool drugs and we started like driving around man but then he fucked up the car bro and then i had to walk all the way back to my appartment. Found some fun looking needles on the way so not all bad man

Travis Kelley — 08/04/2023 00:48

Journal Entry 7

It’s been so quiet lately, all I have done is stayed home, making sure that everything is in pristine shape. Raising the flag, gathering more storage, stocking up on food, ya know the basic things. I’m thinking about taking a trip to the coast and sitting by the water, being up north is okay but it’s all too quiet up here… we’ll see what the next couple days bring.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 10/04/2023 23:10

Name: Doctor Benjamin “Benny” McAllen

Bio: Born and raised in Glasgow Scotland, Benny always had the tenacity one could expect from someone raised in Glasgow. But he was also always fascinated by medicine and the research it entailed, thus when he turned 18, he went to medical school, where he also met his now wife, Vivika, to pursue his doctorates as a physician, surgeon, and researcher. Eventually after graduating, he and Vivika got married and later had a daughter, Jessica. After three years, Benny got a big job offer from the medical field in Chernarus to help them with research and surgeries. He and his wife agreed to it, even though it’d mean they’d have to leave Scotland and move to Chernarus, but they didn’t see the harm in a new, fresh start. When they got there, they were shown to the house where they’d be living in Dubrovkah. A couple of weeks later, however, while researching some new, and strange, strand of infectious disease, Benny started feeling faint for whatever reason and quickly passed out.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 11/04/2023 06:05

Entry 1

Writing in a journal isn’t my usual method for archiving my scientific discoveries and/or critical events, but it’s not like I’ve got a bunch of tape recorders lying around, nevermind on me, so the hell with it. I don’t be getting what the hell’s going on in Chernarus right now. I woke up just the other day in a damn hospital gurney with an IV needle in my arm connected to an empty (and I mean EMPTY) saline bag. Didn’t really know where I was, cuz it wasn’t where I last remember being. Last thing I remember was doing research on some peculiar bacterial or viral strain of illness, as my career as a doctor entailed, then I felt lightheaded outta nowhere and passed out like I was fucking anesthetized. Neither of those are the weirdest thing to happen. What’s weirder is when I woke up, everything was eerily quiet. Now I’m in Berenzino and the weirdest thing so far to happen is everyone I find have turned into foul rot-fleshed crazies who tried to kill me as soon as look at me. What the fuck’s going on here? Correct me if I’m wrong, but George A. Romero died roughly six years ago. Did I stumble on set of some zombie flick of his or was my saline bag filled with shroom-laced absinthe? Either way, I gotta get to Dubrovka and see if my wife and daughter are okay.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 12/04/2023 05:19

Entry 2

Been about five days since I woke to what looks like literal hell on earth. Still can’t grasp at none of this shite, though I guess that’s par for the course seeing as I doubt too many people, assuming any could, were able to wrap their heads around any of it either. I mean, I don’t care if you’re a goddamn doomsday prepper who was waiting for shit like this, it ain’t necessarily that logical to actually think it’d happen. But I digress, as a contributor to the medical and scientific community, I find it hard to believe that this is as it seems. How it seems, you might ask? Seems like the dead have risen to feast upon the living, that’s how. Can’t shake the feeling there’s more to it than that though. Not like I’ve had the chance to study any of those things I encounter, given my lack of research equipment and the fact I’m having to take a fire axe to their fucking heads when they charge and attack me like a bull that’s seen red. Plus I’ve been trying to get to Dubrovkah to find my wife and daughter. Speaking of, I’m in Dubrovkah and at my house now, but there’s no sign of Vivika or Jessica anywhere. No sign of them being alive, but no sign of them being dead either. (Or UNDEAD for that matter) Not sure where they could’ve or would’ve gone though. One thing I’ve noticed quite a bit the whole time I’ve been awake is that someone, presumably the military, keeps dropping what sounds like bombs based on distant explosions. It ain’t nukes, thankfully, but what throws me for a loop is not actually seeing any signs of said explosions. Where there’s smoke, there’s fire and I don’t see any smoke where the explosions come from, period. Whatever it is they’re using, buggers must be off their tits.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 12/04/2023 06:21

Entry 3

While traveling and surviving, I’ve learned a couple of things about these maggot-wankers outside of the obvious. Looks like living flesh (not to mention my sexy good looks, hehe) ain’t the only thing that attracts ‘em. Seems that both light and noise draw their attention. Obviously that presents a problem, especially for a loudmouth like me, but it can also provide a tactical advantage if manipulation of it is proper. Going back to the obvious things about these poor blokes and lasses, whatever it is that caused ‘em to end up this way has not only rotted their skin and made ‘em stupid, it’s also reduced them to their primal instincts, leading them to display irrational and unparalleled rage and savagery. They also no longer possess any sort of ability to reason and attack any and all normal individuals on sight, taking off at a full sprint, clawing at the victim and even trying to bite and consume them. Think it’s safe to say that whatever language they spoke prior to infection, whether it be English, Russian, or otherwise, they don’t even understand it anymore, nevermind speak it. Oh god, I hope I don’t find Viv or Jess turned into rabid, flesh eating ghouls.

Bert West — 12/04/2023 14:22

Entry 16: that damn gas again, it struck right when I was about to take a nap, I was lucky to escape but I have to be more careful, might also want to keep an eye on my condition as I was in there for a bit longer then I was comfortable with, alas I just need to be more aware and a step ahead these days, you never know what’s gonna happen next in these crazy days ahead…….

Tyr Chaos — 12/04/2023 15:58

Day??? Need to be more careful found an airstrip and decided to scavenge what I could but before I got half way through it I got gassed on both sides. It took way too long to get out. Hopefully I will be able to survive that. Feeling like absolute crap right now. But only time will tell how screwed up I am. Till next time Tyr out….

Bert West — 12/04/2023 19:17

Entry 17: well I was right to be wary, one second I was tired and took a quick nap, the next second when I woke up I’m somewhere completely different, I don’t know what exactly happened, it might’ve been that gas, I could’ve been robbed and left for dead, all I do know is that I need to get a bearing on where I am and to see if anywhere safe is nearby…..

Pete Grozchek — 13/04/2023 04:14

Journal #5

Hey journal man, i just got 6 times cross bro. Morphine, codeine, vodka, mushrooms, weed and a mystery needle to top it off, it was so cool man. I followed a talking rainbow zebra through town with my spear man. I had the munchies and like wanted to eat it but it like outran me. Then i stopped and puked in a fountain… last time i did that i got arrested, but no cop no crime dude. So rad having no cops around man, i think im gonna go piss off the roof of the police station.

Eoin Murphy — 15/04/2023 00:54

Since the last time I had a chance to cruise down to the southern coast, things have gotten eerily quiet.

 No one on coms, just dropping bombs.

…..

That was almost a bar right there.

Ok, seriously though, I can’t lose it just as we finally get close to finishing this whole bridge project. We need to try and find other survivors and show them what we’ve built. That it’s possible to not live in squalor. Slinking along crouching in ruins and rudimentary camps. We can make a better life here.

If we can just come together.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 15/04/2023 20:02

Entry 4

Still no sign of the missus or my little girl, so I decided to leave Dubrovkah behind and travel a bit more to Gorka. Good to know I’ve got my axe as well as a few guns and ammo (not that using guns outright is a good idea if it means those….things’ll swarm me). As I was leaving Dubrovkah, I heard another one of those damn bombs drop not far from there. In fact, it was on the road to Gorka. Made it there and learned exactly why I never saw smoke in the direction of any bombardments. It wasn’t explosives that were dropped, it was chemical weapons. Bomb landed at a T-junction outside Gorka. Spot prior to all this shite was clearly a military checkpoint, due to the tents, small fortifications, and one or two wrecked humvees. Area was blanketed with a green gas, stuff looked familiar I might add. Didn’t take too long for it to dissipate so I could move on safely, thank Christ, but it’s weird. I looked through the place and almost all the soldiers were dead, as in they looked like they were roaming ghouls before the gas hit, then afterwards it looked like the gas “re-killed” the poor bastards. Something’s odd about that, because chemical weapons are supposed to kill what does live, not kill what’s already dead. Good news about the area though is I found a couple of smoke grenades and something to replace that crap-sandwich sporter 22 rifle I had. An SKS, perfect condition and I already had some ammo for it. Made it to Gorka, gonna scrounge around for anything I can use, and hopefully find some other survivors. Still certain I know what that gas was, just (at least partially) hope I’m wrong.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 20/04/2023 21:07

Entry 5

Made it to Gorka (and left it) a few days ago. Got into a big tussle with those infected fuckers. Would’ve died there and then if it wasn’t for the miracle of another survivor showing up and saving my Scottish ass. His name is Vlad, and even though he saved me, damn near cost him his own life. Our escape efforts cost me my shotgun in the process, but it is what it is, I suppose. He agreed to bring me with him to the coastal town of Chernogorsk. Apparently it’s a holdout for other survivors he works with. Said they’d be in need of a doctor. Doubt I’ll find my family there, but it’s just nice to actually see others that are actually alive. Thanks to Vlad, I’ve been able to (unfortunately) confirm my suspicions about the gas bombardments throughout Chernarus. Just as I thought, it IS a chemical weapon. Poison Oriented Exmortis or “PO-X”. I don’t work on shit like that, but when I moved here, the Soviet government and the Kremlin had me and others in similar occupations learn about this stuff and, Jesus H. Christ, it ain’t pretty to read about, let alone see footage of what it does to sentient beings. For future reference, I’ll explain the symptoms here and now. First off, while it is a respiratory hazard for sure, initial bodily exposure to PO-X, even whilst wearing a perfectly good gas mask with full filters, leads to lacerations and blistering on the skin. These wounds are deep enough that the victim begins bleeding heavily and the longer one is exposed to PO-X, the more abundant said wounds become, effectively signaling onset epidermal necrosis. When inhaled or absorbed into the bloodstream, victims began experiencing sudden and severe pain, as well as nausea, blurred vision, potential vomiting, and in severe cases, total organ failure. If one does not escape the gas cloud, treat their wounds and poisoning, death is certain. PO-X antidotes exist but are scarce. Due to this, one should never venture gas zones without wearing a full NBC or hazmat suit.

Good news, this stuff is experimental. Bad news, this stuff is EXPERIMENTAL! There’s a reason for that, as the use of PO-X in and of itself is a war crime, and both the Russian government and Kremlin were aware that this shite is extreme even for a biochemical weapon. I can’t imagine the government or their dipshit President ordering all these PO-X bombings, so the billion-pound question is: who the fuck’s doing this?

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 23/04/2023 07:38

Entry 6

Not sure what happened to Vlad while I was passed out. I woke up, he was gone. Hope he’s alright, the bastard risked his life to save mine back in Gorka, even though he knew not a goddamn thing about me and vice versa, I owe him. I’m under the assumption that he left either to get back home or to get supplies. I was anemic and exhausted after all. Either way, I left and made my way to the coast. Pretty sure I’m in Chernogorsk now, gotta make sure I confirm that for myself. I left a note back at the house we were at though for Vlad. If he gets back there, I don’t want him to worry too much or to think I’m outright abandoning him. The note’ll tell him to find me in and around the southern coast, specifically Cherno. Bombs are still being dropped. I don’t give two shites from a rat’s arse if the bomber is our fuckin’ lord and savior, God, himself, I find whoever it is dropping PO-X every-fuckin’-where, I’m gonna beat and strangle the shit outta them with my bare hands. Won’t even think twice about it.

August Reed — 30/04/2023 01:56

JOURNAL ENTRY: 21

      I don’t stop moving. I’m never in the same place for more than a few days. I haven’t returned to Morar’s Lake in weeks. I took leadership of it after the Major disappeared… but I left as well. I plan on going back, but I think I’m afraid to. I haven’t seen, heard, or found any signs of anyone, not even my uncle. Usually in times like these, I’ll find footprints that are only a few days old, but I’m only finding the rotter’s. Its been so long since I’ve seen someone, I’m starting to think that everyone is dead..

    I was out near devils castle for a long time. Watching, and waiting. He moved out of it a few weeks back, little does he know I followed. Ever since that day, I haven’t seen him… or anyone else.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 08/05/2023 18:44

Entry 7

Been in Chernogorsk for days now. Vlad wasn’t bullshitting me. There’s a fenced-in community there and they are in need of a doctor. Lad by the name of Pete if memory suits me, introduced himself. He runs a pub with his brothers in there apparently. Told me he needs to talk with a guy named Travis in order for me to take residence, or at least to start the process of said residence. Safe to assume this “Travis” is the bloke in charge here. Don’t matter to me. Been waiting quite awhile. You’d think I’d suspect something’s up, but my options are a bit too limited in my opinion, so screw it. I’ve still got food and water, not to mention medicine, weapons, and ammo, so I should be fine til then. For now, I’m sheltering myself around an abandoned hospital nearby. Found a decent lab coat whilst snooping around for stuff. Perfect for the medical services I’ll be providing, if I get accepted in town. Just wish I had a good pair of glasses.

Andy Malarky — 13/05/2023 16:04

Name: Andy Malarky

Bio: The world had been a heckof a ride in recent years. Pandemics, political upheaval, social activism, you name it.

By the end of the pandemic many people across the world tried to find their purpose. Early 2022 saw one of the biggest military efforts Europe saw since WW2. Private citizens in their droves would jump on the call to action’s to sign up and support. Many military personnel being AWOL from leave simply because they wanted a scrap in someone’s backyard.

Although this was the most prominent event of the time, pockets of territory around the world were finding themselves fighting for their lives. Afghans were still getting around what happened to them in 2021, territories in Africa still suffering from war and then Everon, which took everyone by surprise.

The Atlantic Ocean was a major theatre of operations during the 80s. From the invasion of The Falkland Islands by the Argentines to the ‘Special Military Operation’ by the Soviets on Everon, things could have been terrible.

Fast forward thirty years and while things in the South Atlantic are relatively calm (aside from the treacherous Drake Passage), the same wasn’t to be said for Everon.

The military build up that shrouded Europe throughout 2022 inspired movements by sympathisers elsewhere. We were on ship when rumours of genocide began circulating from the Island of Everon. Considering what was happening in Europe it was easy to assume the soviet sympathisers on island were doing the deed.

We were wrong….

Andy Malarky — 13/05/2023 16:26

Tuesday 18 April 2023

Saint Philip

It’s quite ironic as I write this thinking of where we are. Philip the Apostil was known as a martyr and in only twelves days time the day he is to be celebrated arrives. Right now, we sit in a damp, rotten cold cave in an area named conveniently after the man himself.

Martyr’s we were not, but what we did know is we were absolutely fucked with no way out.

HMAS Adelaide sits now as a floating relic. As we approached shore we couldn’t hail anyone on the Island. Around a month ago the ship suffered damage from indirect fire from the Island’s main Airport.

Evacuating, the JTF and the ships company pulled their way to shore. Immeasurable casualties were suffered as soon as boots hit the ground and most found themselves fragmented across the land like it was a throwback to Market Garden.

A couple of us linked up and found that a group were rounding up anyone they could see and then executing them. Families, priests, even police officials. One incident didn’t make sense though. One of the armed men had his arm in a bloody sling. It was an easy spot as he was holding his rifle in the left hand. Moments before he and his peers were to shoot their victims, this man unleashed all hell and fury, but not with his rifle.

This man tore into the nearest bloke to him, and I mean physically tearing him apart, clawing, biting, you name it. The armed squad panicked and before we knew it rounds were flying everywhere with bodies dropping left right and centre. Two blokes were left, but both took a round to their own heads. What the fu….

A few days passed by and it was clear this group were exterminating the population, something was gripping people and making them go insane. Not long after this things seemed to have calmed down. It seems the group was successful in preventing whatever this was, but at what cost?

With no targets left, their attention turned back to us…

Andy Malarky — 14/05/2023 16:49

Monday 08 May 2023

The ISS

The night sky lit up like a flashbang, towards the North we could see what looked like a meteorite of some kind.

I’d seen shooting stars before and the odd meteor shower but I’d been more used to seeing them side on like most people. This however, didn’t seem to be passing the night sky but making a beeline towards our general direction.

Thinking it was going to skim over our heads, we sounded the alarm on base to seek shelter. The worry wasn’t so much anything falling, but we knew that even the smallest of rocks will create a sonic boom. My Dad grew up in a town outside of a large Petroleum Plant near Grangemouth, so I grew to learn what happens to your windows when something goes boom. Needless to say, we’d blew a few out ourselves trying to retake some ground from hostiles.

Was there a boom? Oh yes, did it swoosh by? No……. we realised there was a signal emitting from the Ocean to the Northeast. The same place we witnessed this object splash down.

We sent a detail to investigate. the first sight was the burning wreckage over a brutally wide area. It looked like a satellite that had dropped down. Not an uncommon occurrence in all fairness but this one seemed significantly different.

Matt identified some IT equipment in amongst the wreckage, of particular note was a hard drive that we managed to retrieved. We got it back to base and started getting to work accessing the thing.

Satellite imagery, typed notes, records, you name it. Someone was journaling their observations it seemed and with that, we began understanding exactly what had happened not just on Everon, but elsewhere in Hawaii, Chernarus and Livonia.

We’ve not even checked the entire thing but one thing that’s now a priority, is seeing if we can engage communications across the Atlantic to reach others.

Hector Hernandez — 14/05/2023 19:18

Well, who would’ve expected it. Haven’t seen alot of people around lately. I don’t know where everyone in Alexandria has gone. Last time I saw someone was a few months back. That being a group of 4 people by Balota. Hopefully those guys are still around. I’ve driven through all of chernarus trying to find answers of what happened and who is responsible for the random gas bombings. Well I might be able to soon find that answer as I met someone who asked if I could volunteer to go to a place called Everon. Of course I said yes to it. I mean, perhaps I can find more people and see if I can find some answers as to what is going on. Well this will be the last of me in Chernarus. If anyone is still around here, good luck.

Matt Allen — 18/05/2023 04:58

Name: Matt Allen

Rank: SFC/E-7

Service Record:

Entered Service into the US ARMY – 2010

Assigned to the 1st ID – 2011

Deployed to Afghanistan – 2012 – 2013

Passed R.A.S.P. – 2015

Completed Ranger School – 2016

Assigned to the 75th Ranger Regiment – 2016

Deployed to Afghanistan – 2016 – 2017

Recruited to the JTF – 2020

Deployed to REDACTED – 2021 – 2022

Deployed to Everon – 2023 – Present

Kája Makarovič — 22/05/2023 17:47

Gamertag: MU3R7O

Character Name: kája makarovič

Bio:

Kája is a Chernarussian strong and focused on what must be done. He enjoys peace and quiet where he lives alone at his home west of Tishina dam and would often visit the summer camp at the lake owned by the TEC corporation north of the dam. He worked every day at the sawmill north of his house cutting logs into lumber stacking timber and maintaining the machinery. Every day was the same for Kája and he liked it this way it gave him comfort.

One day a colleague asked Kája to deliver some planks to a house for some extra money however on his way to the delivery location the truck Kája was driving came off the road suddenly and crashed into some trees. He lost consciousness on impact and when he came round everything around him seemed very strange.

His first thoughts were how long had he been out for. He remembered leaving in the morning with the planks but had noticed it was starting to get dark. The drive would have only taken an hour or two at most. He sat in the truck for a moment in an attempt to get himself together.

Trying to think Kája put his palm to his face as he would often do in a crisis. In doing so discovered a large wound on his forehead sustained from the crash. Blood was all over his head neck and what used to be a white check shirt. The blood was dry and crumbled into dust as he wiped it away. The Truck was a complete wreck so after collecting a few personal items set out on foot to get help.

Whilst walking the dirt roads Kája started to become weak and in his obviously concussed state began to black out. This happened several times and he now had no idea where he was or even how much time he had been hiking it could have been days. Finally he happened upon a house. Just the idea of some help even if it were only food and water somehow gave him energy to carry on.

Unfortunately when he got to the house there was no sign of anyone home. Kája called out while approaching the front door and tripped over something on the ground. Exhausted he lie on the ground for a moment. In so much pain slowly looked back at his feet at what had caused his fall. It was a tactical belt equipped with a combat knife and pistol holsters missing its firearm.

Confused he stood up calling out again and was about to rattle on the door with his fist but froze for a second at the sight of the door. It was boarded up. And by the look of it recently. Desperate for water Kája had no choice but to enter this house on his way round back tried the windows all were boarded up. The sound of cupboards and drawers being ripped open from inside instantly drew his attention.

Before there was time to react a loud horrific scream spun Kájas head back the way he came then two more screams were heard as if triggering one another. What ever terrible thing was happening it wasn’t far away. The sound of footsteps inside the house snapped Kája out of a state of shock he continued to the back door and kicked it open with no procrastination.

As the door burst in there was a person inside who stood still and stared right at Kája for what seemed an eternity but in reality was only a moment before they sprinted right past him and headed for the forest. Some men came running up the dirt road by the front of the house one saw the person who had fled the house and chased after them the other turned to Kája and beat him to the ground.

Some how even after all he had been through the sawmill worker was able to fight back and killed his attacker it was the only way. Food and water was found at the house. Lucky for him. It took a long time to recover and so he stayed at the house in shock in pain and disbelief. There seemed to be no one for miles and it was so quiet.

When there was nothing left at the house to eat Kája headed out in search of supplies and hopefully some answers. Has everyone suddenly disappeared of the face of the earth? Still haunted by recent events and the physical damage he had sustained Kája was almost ready to give up.

He walked from village to village gathering essential supplies where he could until he came to a town where help found him. It was them that person from the boarded up house. The stranger spoke to Kája and told him there was still others here and took him along to meet a group of survivors.

Remy “Gambit” May — 24/05/2023 01:25

Remy “gambit” May

Remy was a troubled kid with his child hood consisting of pickpocketing and stealing off of unexpecing adults but as Remy got older he ran in with the law. Remy eventually became a bounty hunter for hire and that’s where he learned how to shoot and live on his own. Remy found himself in Chernarus waiting for his next job and that’s when something strange happened. The world went cold the people tuned violent and there was nothing left.

One day while exploring he ran into the former leader of the Balota Angles Rome Ellis who at the time was a heathy and loved leader he showed me his home and took me in. I met a few friends after I joined up with the Angles like Nicole whitetail , Kája Makarovič, Dr. Benjamin McAllen, and Tyr Chaos

From there after “Rome Ellis” passed away and he wanted one last request that I be the new leader of the Balota Angels

Nicole Whitetail — 24/05/2023 14:34

Name: Nicole Whitetail

Bio:

I hated being inside, I’d always been out shooting guns with my father. Never catch me readin or sittin. My father was an officer so I never went against the law. Unless it was driving 100 kph with the guys.

My father and I were on a trip to Latvia to go see my grandfather. It was suppose to be a 15 hour plane ride but it ended up being longer, my father got up to see what was going on and never returned. I never thought anything of it because he’s a well liked man but when the plane landed.. the cockpit door was opened and there’s a knife in his chest. I dropped to the ground screaming and crying. A man grabbed my arm and dragged me off the plane, we weren’t in Latvia. They threw a black bag over my head and tied my hands behind my back. I think I passed out or was knocked on the head because I woke up and I was in a random house.

My hoodie, knife, and my necklace were gone. I was scared, I got up and started to see if there was anyone in the house. No one.. I don’t understand they kidnap me and just leave me here? I grab warmer clothes and make my way out of the house , no way in hell I’m staying here.

I started to walk towards the backdoor when someone kicked it in from the outside. I froze and just stared at him, he was covered in blood and his head was shaved. I sprinted out the back door and  ran into the forest hoping he wouldn’t follow me but, he did and he was chasing me. I ran as fast as I could but he caught up to me and pushed me to the ground. I quickly tried to get up but as I was he were just standing there looking at me. It wasn’t the man though. They were sick, really sick. I tried talking to them but they didn’t say anything back, they just growled.

 It’s been a couple months since I arrived in Chernarus against my will. Whatever those things are.. they aren’t human. I’m now one of the leaders of a group called Balota Angels. Some of the former members of the group disappeared or got an infection from the gas. They taught me a lot and will be missed.

 I was walking through town tryin to see if anyone was round, and that’s when I saw him. The man who kicked down that door covered in blood, I couldn’t believe it. I deiced the Balota Angels will take him in, he’s traumatized. He’s a mess and didn’t speak much at all, but I have hope.

Steve Best — 24/05/2023 21:49

PVT. Steve Best.         

I think I finally found my place..

After years of going throughout life with no sense of purpose, I found myself within the ranks of the Canadian Army (Armée Canadienne) a little Later in life than most of the intake but that grain of life experience and maturity equipped me better than ever to do the job set in front of me. I was excited to say the least.

Thinking about the future ahead, I was assigned to a Detachment of Canadian’s deployed with NATO. We, along with other nations would routinely be deployed within the Very High Readiness Task Force, or vJTF for short.

Out of nowhere we found ourselves tasked aboard HMAS Adelaide, an Australian Aircraft Carrier. We were on the move… (very high readine…. you get it).

An initial briefing saw us meeting who we would end up working with. There must’ve been a company of us on board, at least. I’d be assigned to Chosen Platoon, an LT I can barely understand and an American Sgt who was more like a translator were our top cover.

Things seemed a little iffy. There was intelligence of Soviet sympathisers rising in the Middle East but also on Everon, a place pretty much left irrelevant since the 80s due to its remoteness.

Chosen was tasked with making landfall first to conduct a reconnaissance. No communication had came from the Island in weeks. Upon making landfall it looked like a local group of Militia had hold of the mainland and not who we had expected.

They saw us coming, something downed the ship. That was weeks ago, and here we are. On a shit stained Island in the middle of the Ocean and some beaten up harbour.

There’s only a handful of us who survived the arrival, so we fight.

Andy Malarky — 24/05/2023 21:55

Wednesday 24 May 2023

Hello?

The efforts at reaching have continued. The first couple of weeks were pretty frustrating, we would get the radio antennae working but it would eventually fail.

Until last weekend. We picked up a couple of transmissions. Some beyond any chance of being legible but there was one particular contact of interest.

Not only did we pick up a female call out for the name ‘Ray’, it seemed they had been away some time…. there was also a transmission that was directed at us!

It warned us that nobody was in Chernarus, not to continue pushing, ‘or else’.

So we pushed didn’t we.. and so another communication comes across. ‘We’re coming for you’.

Oh really?

I think Sgt Allen and I agreed, lets fuck around and find out.

The Balota Angels.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 26/05/2023 21:31

Entry 8

Don’t know how long it’s been since I woke from that bloody coma. All fairness, I stopped keeping track of that days ago and haven’t bothered trying to count again. Not like it matters much, if at all. Decided to keep moving and make my way to Balota. Seems pointless, but I ain’t one for just sitting around with my thumb up my arse hoping for the best. My family’s still out there somewhere, dead or alive (hopefully the latter) and I’ve got to find ‘em. As a side note, managed to find a pair of glasses. They’re a little damaged, but still work.

Bert West — 26/05/2023 22:00

Entry 18: I have reached a new point in my journey of civilization, well technically. As I have now found yet another near abandoned town near the coast, well abandoned may be an incorrect terms, I guess infested would be a better term for it, I wish I could have explored this place before this all happened……. Guess I should have done some sightseeing instead of party during my vacation, alas I hope that one day still, I might get to do that, but for now it’s still a fight to find a good meal tonight and a warm place to sleep to avoid being another things dinner…….

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 26/05/2023 23:35

Entry 9

Welp, I made it to Balota. Small town that’s, unsurprisingly, crawling with these infected maggot fuckers. Looks like the military made an outpost at the neighboring airfield when all hell broke loose. ‘Course there’s not a soldier in sight, not a live one anyway. Tells me enough. Balota’s pier has a few makeshift walls blocking off any forward access to it. There’s a flag flying on a pole, too. Meaning someone’s taken up residence there. Hope they can help me.

Nicole Whitetail — 27/05/2023 06:11

Entry One:

It’s been a long week. Fixin the wrecked car with Remy when I was attacked by a bunch of infected I almost died. Remy came in and saved my ass. I didn’t feel good for the rest of the day some when we got back home I just slept. When I woke Remy just got back from gettin supplies, I was chatting with him while he got things organized.

I was outside starin off into space when someone waving caught my eye. Remy and I went up to the gate and let him in. Learned him name was Benny, a doctor who is looking for his family. Unfortunately we haven’t seen anyone, besides that one man who waved and then ran into a bush to I guess hide.

I’ve never met a man like Benny but he is a great person and reckin he can join the Angels. He’d be a great fit, already jokin around with him

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 27/05/2023 07:51

Entry 10

Good news: the survivors at Balota were very welcoming and kind. Bad news: they haven’t seen my family. Still, grateful to them for taking me in. Being a doctor, I can help them medically. There’s two of them, a man named Remy, and a woman named Nicole. They tell me there’s at least a couple more members of their group, but I haven’t met ‘em yet. The group’s called the “Balota Angels”. Seem like an upstanding sort and they’re not overtly serious, love to joke here and there, especially Nicole. Suits me fine. Think I’ll stick with ‘em. Helped ‘em find a bit of equipment and a humvee. Can’t help but feel like Nicole reminds me a bit of my wife, Vivika. Odd thing to say, I know, but she’s not only a beautiful lass, she’s also fun-loving and good for a laugh. Difference is Viv and I met when I was in medical school and we’re from Scotland, whereas Nicole isn’t from Scotland and is a huntress. That kinda talk aside, I’m glad to meet other survivors that I can actually tag along with. Nice to have a couple of people to actually talk to rather than sound like schizophrenic madman talking to himself, as I’ve been for lord knows how long. Looking forward to meeting the rest of the Angels.

Nicole Whitetail — 29/05/2023 01:59

Entry Two:

I woke up to Remy and Benny hanging out just chatting. They’ve been going out a lot and gathering supplies, doing their best to get things to help others..

We went to the Vybor airfield but apparently it’s all gased. Remy was talkin about how he was over here earlier and it wasn’t as bad as it is now. It’s crazy how this shit is everywhere you look. We walked all around the airfield tryin to find a safe way in, no luck.

I got to talk to Benny about the gas compared to radioactive gas. Man knows a lot and it’s great. I wanna help him find his wife and kid but I fucked up bringing it up. My dumbass said atleast they ain’t here.. definitely ruined the mood. Whoops.

After I brought it up though I became depressed as hell, missin my dad.. I haven’t talked to anyone about it. Rather keep my own problems to myself.

I learned that I’m terrified of the gas strikes, everytime I hear one my heart drops. It starts to hurt and I want to cry. I’m so scared and I don’t know what to do. I’m good at hiding it from the guys. I got to stay strong for my father.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 29/05/2023 06:44

Entry 11

In the short time it’s been since joining the Balota Angels, I’ve noticed and gladly so, that they’re a diligent group. Still haven’t met the other Angels, but Remy and Nicole have definitely proven they pull their weight. I, in turn, try to do so myself. The three of us drove out of base the other day to try and scavenge for weapons, guns being in a bit of short supply for us. Went to North West Airfield at Remy’s insistence as well as a group consensus, but luck was not on our side. We couldn’t set foot in the goddamn area due to the entirety of it being gassed with, you guessed it, PO-X. Afterwards, we started making our way to Metalurg, but stopped at a castle for the night. Wolves came by eventually, but we shot ‘em dead. Next morning, we continued our drive, later got mobbed by infected, survived, and made it to Metalurg. We found a few knives, but not guns, bugger. Rem found a Tundra hunting rifle before we got home, so there’s something. One thing though, while we were at NWAF, I was speaking about PO-X, including a bit of its dangerous properties, and Nicole said it’s good my family’s not in the airfield. The mood turned pretty grim due to that. She noticed and was apologetic for her comment. Told her it was fine, but I think she still feels guilty. I hope she understands there’s really no hard feelings about it. Can’t help but feel like there’s more to her shame in it than just the obvious insensitivity of her joke. But it’s not like it’s necessarily any of my business if that is the case, so I’ll let it be. Probably overthinking it anyway.

Bartholomew Black — 31/05/2023 09:57

Entry 5:

I have no idea where I am. My clothes are different and my belongings are gone. I woke in the large southern city of Chernogorsk. I remember who lived here. Those bastards. A community, banded together in a group they called Alexandria. There lived atleast 5 there, yet now looking back I see atleast 10 faces…the double crossing buggers. I know they robbed Black Inc. Now I suspect it might have been those two-faced paupers that caused my poverty stricken condition I now find myself in. The shame of it all!

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 08/06/2023 22:51

Entry 12

Things have been going fairly well for the Angels. Still having some difficulty getting our hands on some good guns here and there, but that’s by-the-by. Still haven’t talked with Nicole about not needing to worry regarding her joke about my family and PO-X, but maybe I should just let it be for a bit longer. Speaking of my family, still no sign of them and the perpetual PO-X gassings give me an idea (a fucking dumb one, at that). A lot of areas that keep getting gassed were previously under military control, many were impromptu due to marshal law. It’s highly possible that where I worked prior to this shite was one of those areas. Place in question is Krasno airfield. We had a makeshift medical and research facility, large tents for patient treatment, decontamination, the whole nine yards. It’s an airfield, so the military probably conducted evacuations there. I’m thinking if we go there, not only could we get a few good meds, but we might also find lists of potential evacuees. Needless to say, we’ll need to source hazmat suits first, not to mention gas masks, filters, and charcoal tablets.

Nicole Whitetail — 09/06/2023 03:44

Entry Three:

Remy found me a pink teddy bear… it reminds me of the stuffed animal my father gave me. I keep it in the trunk of my car.

Benny, Remy, and I are on the road again. Going to look for Benny’s wife and little girl. Remy kept fucking with Benny. Funny as hell. I was messin with em as well but It came to an end.

I just went mute, started staring off and just trapped in my own thoughts. I tried gettin em to talk and Benny ended up telling stories. It was nice to listen to, kept me outta my own head for a while.

I ended up being trapped in my head again though. I started traveling a little bit father than em, I don’t know if I need to be alone or not. Better if I’m not I guess.

When we get back I think I’m gonna take a trip by myself into the forest and kill some elk or maybe just climb. Something, anything.

Gas exploding just from the way we came.. I wanted to cry.. then 10 minutes fuckin later we ended up in the gas. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t anything. I jumped out the car, ran to the grass and bandaged the cut. I wasn’t thinking, I ended up walking behind the house letting a tear out, I wanted to ball my eyes out.

Benny and Remy were fucked, throwin up.. I felt bad, I know how they felt.

They are fine now, they were arguin back n forth about somethin, pretty funny.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 10/06/2023 07:03

Entry 13

Things were….interesting today. And by “interesting”, I mean irritating from A-to-fuckin’-Z. Without getting into specifics, our car got stuck on our way home (we eventually got it unstuck thankfully), arguments and hostility left and right, blah blah, fucking blah! Glad things have calmed down now, but what’s possibly the biggest crock of shit is the fact that apparently we had a meeting with some military group called the JTF or whatever. First I was hearing about that, we’d been busy all damn day as well as frustrated, so there was clearly some incoherence of some sort, but what’s done is done. What’s important is that we spoke with them and they want to know some specifics about this infection and they’re tasking me to learn ‘em. I’ve got a plan for that, but I lack a few essentials. Two of the most necessary are a microscope and some petrie dishes. I’ll need blood samples from all that were at the meeting as well as one or two infected samples. Me and Remy both have 0+ blood, Nicole has A+, but I’ll need the soldiers’ blood types to help cross reference, otherwise this research will likely be inconclusive. It’s a means of seeing how the infection works and a means of explaining more accurately how none of us are infected. I’ll conduct this first chance I get, but I’m not sure about these JTF blokes. I know they’re military, but they still seem rather militant even by that standard and at least two of them were so much so that they didn’t seem to know their arses from their elbows. They’re not scientists, but they seemed a bit too outta the loop considering this shite’s been going on for about four months. Likely overthinking again, but I don’t know if I trust them, they didn’t even seem to know a goddamn thing about the PO-X bombings and I mean not a thing.

Andy Malarky — 10/06/2023 21:08

Saturday 10th June 2023

Anybody home?

We touched down at Balota Airfield just after 1am local time. Pitch black too. The ramp lowered and we disembarked and headed for the main hanger.

It didn’t take long to drag most of the kit out, well for what we needed anyway. It wasn’t a lasting stay, a 24hour stopover to make contact and establish what needs the population here had.

Just before sunrise Hector managed to find is way here safely. With the team getting ready, Hector began hailing those we were due to meet on the radio while Holt took Sanders into the woods to grab us some breakfast. It’s not often I can say I’ve had a hog roast for breakfast….

Before they returned however, an individual began staggering up the road. I’ll be honest, it seemed like he’d walked into a bar with the words “from left to right please, barkeep” – which never, ever, ends well.

We called out but there wasn’t much of a response. He was melted. Did this turn to me though, reminded me of the skinsuit farmer dude from the Men In Black film.

He began walking towards me but this time gathering pace. I identified us as the JTF. Nothing. I even shouted, STOP or I’ll shoot.. three FUCKING times.

Poor bastard took the holy trinity of 556 before collapsing in the mud. That’s when Hector decided to inform us what the main issue in Cherno was. ‘The Infected’.

I laughed at first. Until Holt pointed out movement on the airfield. Fucking hell.

All ended up well, save we couldn’t get a response on the radio.

Considering what we just witnessed, I wasn’t holding out much hope that these folks were here at all anymore.

Holt took his squad en route to where we’d docked the ship a week or so ago. Matt and I following behind. Nobody was home so we decided to mount up and check out the coast to a town Hector had mentioned.

On our travels we managed to pick up a radio signal on the main radio. I could pick it up on my PRR as well which struck me as curious. If I’m within range, then the main radio would have been picked up by them ages before. Why were they waiting and why was there no response?

A commotion could be heard over the airwaves just as we held position and learned that our contact and the group had been separated. There was no clear indication as to what went on between them but we could cut the air.

I was getting frustrated. We’d arrived in the early hours, and it was nightfall the following evening before we managed to meet who we intended to and travel back to the Airfield. We got there safe enough, minus one small collision which resolved itself fairly quickly.

One of the unit dropped a bollock too, it needed to be addressed. Sadly it was escalating and I walked in on it. The handle flew off and in my ear the Pilot is reminding me that take off is in 12mins. “Shit shit shit….. I KNOW, OUT!”

Now managing to sit down with the group we looked at establishing what had been going on. Everyone’s minds were done at this point. Was this the infection?

Their Doc, who goes by Bennie was most energetic. He had a surprisingly optimistic tone in his voice, the energy was there. Energy I hadn’t seen since we were on the Adelaide.

The conversation was going exactly where it needed to. I cut in to tie the bow, we needed to move. I’d heard of these blackouts before, I wasn’t risking anything during take off.

It was what I could describe at a rough first impression and I guess, considering this is the first group of people we’ve met this year that hasn’t tried to shoot us…. unusual.

We’re due to stop off in Chernarus again on our way back. Only a couple of hours to go.

Here’s hoping things get off to a better start.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 11/06/2023 20:32

Entry 14

We Angels met with the JTF outside our base again and I also got to meet another Angel by the name of Kaja for the first time. Seems like a good chap and this JTF meeting had some pretty damn good laughs for us all. Moving on, we told the soldiers some more observations we noted on the infected while surviving and a bit of my plan to research the infection. A little later, we all split up to do different things we either wanted or needed to do, though Rem went with the soldiers to help them out a bit and vice versa. Nicole went hunting, I think Kaja went with her. Me? I took my car and went to do some more scavenging for supplies. Not much in the ways of good guns were found (fucking typical), but I did manage to get the microscope and Petrie dishes I’ll need for research, thank Christ. Found some other goodies, too before making my way back to base. But I also did a little something else before that. It’d been a while since I last stopped at my house in Dubrovkah, so I decided to check it out again. Thank god I wasn’t gassed. Didn’t find nothing there regarding my family last time, but lately I’ve had some suspicion I might’ve missed something. I went into my house and searched it again, a bit more thoroughly and found an old note under my bed’s mattress. It was written to me from my wife, Vivika. She, Jessica, and everyone else in town were being moved via military convoy to Krasno airfield for decontamination and evacuation. Don’t know what all to make of this, but it’s the only lead I’ve got. Now I’ve got to get there for sure to confirm something outta this. They likely kept logs on potential evacuees, so I’ll have to try and find those. Question is when I can and will.

Andy Malarky — 12/06/2023 19:37

Monday 12th June 2023

A Balota people

It was the largest grouping of civilian’s we’d seen since before Christmas. It was a nice affair not having the expectation of being shot at but nonetheless hackles were still peaked as we woke for duty.

We made a bee line for the harbour just before dawn after sucessfully getting Gambit on the radio. A group of people were sat around a fire near an abandoned train station. Gambit, or Remy, is the leader of The Balota Angels. He discussed what they had experienced over the last few months and the challenges they are currently facing.

Medical being the number one priority, we offered to seek out how we could support. In addition, he mentioned a property just west of their location. Unsure who it is, they were hoping to establish contact and ensure there’s nothing to worry about.

The group seems troubled, perhaps just the psychological wear and tear of the situation, who knows.

Either way we’re going to look at some form of support mechanism. Some skills and drills look to be on the cards, but first let’s see what aid we can get. That’s my task for now at least. Matt is acompanying the Angels with the unit to try and engage with their neighbour.

Here’s hoping it goes smoothly.

Jedidiah Deacon — 16/06/2023 00:20

Dear Wes,

     I haven’t always been the best brother. I haven’t always shown how much I care, respect, and love you. I haven’t always been there when you needed me, and you needed me when the world ended… Yes, I was there by your side everyday, but I ignored how ill you had gotten. How vicious and cold you were…. and in the end, it got you killed… I got you killed… That night at the school.. I never saw someone looking at us on top of the apartments… I just wanted everyone to realize the kind of shit we were in, but i was wrong. We had gotten ourselves into it and it was our fault we had enemies. I hope that wherever you are, you are finally resting.

     After your funeral, i made a few stops to tie up loose ends… by talking things out. Then, I left. I ended up in place called Livonia. There, I met a few people named Adam, Stephen, Troy, and Naomi.. And someone else… My wife.. I found her, Wes. She was alive and the baby was perfectly healthy. They had a doctor there who was watching out for her… But of course.. The world happened and now im back here… My wifes alive, im sure everyone else is as well… I’ve returned to Chernarus to visit you… Maybe ill stay?

August Reed — 16/06/2023 00:22

JOURNAL ENTRY: 22

    No sign of Vlad or Redstar anywhere. I think its time I check else where… Not much else to say. I’ll leave my journal here at my camp in the woods. I hope someone finds this and reads it. It’d be nice to share my story..

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 18/06/2023 20:07

Entry 15

Had quite the confrontation with Remy. At first it was all jokes and laughs for us all, then he said something that instantly killed my good mood and set me off. Simply put, after I said I’m a married man, he up and remarked that we don’t know that, cuz I might be a widow now. Bastard. I ran up to his disrespectful ass with my pistol drawn and was ready to replace his fucking kneecaps with lead. No bullets or fists flew, but honestly, who the fuck does Remy think he is!? What does he know about being a husband or father let alone both? Nicole couldn’t believe Rem made that kinda joke either, but between the three of us, she was the calm, reasonable one. Rem didn’t even regret a damn thing he said either, treated me like I’m the bad guy, like I’m the one who was really outta line. I don’t care if he’s our leader, he doesn’t get to act like that and make blatant, insensitive quips either. I’m thinking it’s about time I quit pissin’ around and get over to Krasno. I gotta find evidence to Viv and Jess’ whereabouts and right now, Krasno’s my only lead, ergo it’s my only hope. Might talk to Nicole about this, maybe. She said she‘s wanting to talk anyway. Either way, if Rem has a problem with my plan, then it’s his problem, not mine.

Bert West — 24/06/2023 20:29

Entry 19: it’s getting dark and I’m craving a bite to eat, so I think I should try and see what I can find around then wait till morning, it’s hard to see at night and the noises of those deadheads irritates me but nothings worse then going to bed hungry, so I hope I can find some stuff and make it through another day in hell…..

Bert West — 26/06/2023 03:40

Entry 20: I found a car, a car of all things! Now it didn’t last long till I wrecked it up pretty bad but Its been awhile since I seen a working vehicle or even driven one so the fact that I didn’t die in a head on collision is a miracle in and of itself, the only part that was majorly damaged was the engine but the working bits themselves seemed to be fine, I’m gonna try to see if I can scavenge the supplies to fix it up and make it halfway decent, but first comes first, I need something good for dinner………..

Bert West — 27/06/2023 16:24

Entry 21: I’m saddened to say that someone must’ve parted out that car because I just can’t find the shell of it anywhere where I would’ve left it, a shame but I didn’t have a blowtorch to fix it yet anyways so no big deal really, just need to remember to not break it next time, nevertheless I’m going to continue on in my journey of survival, hope I can find something else besides ruins sometime, it’s be a nice change of pace….

Bert West — 27/06/2023 18:05

Entry 22: after scavenging a recently vacant town I found somethings that just don’t sit quite right with me, I found two different canisters full of gas, and not the kind which you put in your car, but the kind that’s been smothering all of these towns every once in awhile!! It’s an intriguing discovery, why would they need little containers for that gas when they clearly know how to use it in artillery, or other methods of delivery? It leaves me quite puzzled, but at the end of it I’m certain that whole dangerous these could be just the thing I need if the occasion Arises, I just hope I got the stones to use them…………

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 02/07/2023 21:03

.. it’s still here where I put it but everything else is just gone what happened while I was gone keep moving forward and see what’s become of this place

Josh ‘Double-Tap’ Morris — 03/07/2023 21:12

Here I am again alone just like when I first awoke why does everyone keep disappearing and why does it seem to happen when I’m not around everytime I get close to an answer it just slipps away and everyone vanishes well time to find a new home and rebuild again maybe this time I’ll put my actual skills to use time will tell

Tyr Chaos — 02/07/2023 21:07

Day??? Little ticked off someone did something with my humvee and all my equipment might just have to move on and see where life takes me but I’m going to think on it for a little bit longer.

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 28/07/2023 03:38

Entry 16

Don’t know how I’m even alive. That prolonged PO-X exposure and all the consequential blood loss had me thinking I was gonna end up as contaminated buzzard bait, Christ forbid zombie chow. Speaking of all the bleeding, I’m even more amazed my kidneys are still working and I don’t need dialysis. Turns out one of those JTF blokes made it outta the gas just quick enough to avoid any real illness. Truth be told, I had no idea PO-X gas illness leads to internal bleeding let alone the afflicted coughing up blood and worse-fucking-still, vomiting said blood. Anyway, the aforementioned JTF bloke got me, Andy, and I guess a few other PO-X victims to safety and somehow not only kept us alive, but got us virtually back to our 100%. I’m impressed and I don’t use that word lightly. Had me in a medically induced coma, but I came out of it okay, as did everybody else. In any case, I’ve made a rather…interesting decision. I decided to try and help the JTF out. Officially, I’m a recruit, and when training’s done, I’m gonna be their medic. Ain’t no denying how strange this is gonna be for me, but then again, I’ve already been fighting the “living dead” and forced into a literal life or death survival situation. Between those and soldiering, the latter is technically the normal thing on a realistic standpoint. Besides, might be good to expand the ol’ repertoire. Could learn a thing or two to help stay alive in Chernarus. Gonna need it to eventually get my arse to Krasno airfield.

Andy Malarky — 06/07/2023 18:12

Thursday 6th July 2023

Intuition or Paranoia?

So things went well. Which is always a bonus. Although there still seems to be an element of tension in the air.

After a few weeks in Everon I’m hopeful we can pursue some further community engagement with the local population. We’ve been granted some relief from 3rd Rangers so SFC ⁠matt-allen-✅ is taking two weeks leave, very well earned leave while SGT ⁠deaken-holt-✅ covers up as Plt Sgt.

It seems culture isn’t forgotten, a local in the area has an event organised for the 7th. Might be a decent opportunity to reach out and make some introductions. A car race no less. This might help get rid of some built up energy from the blokes.

What’s more, rumours of petty crime rising have become more common. It might be worth looking at the cause.

Either way, it’ll be important for us not to get embroiled in civil paranoia and instead trust our intuition. The mission comes first. That’s absolute.

Flight heads out in the morning so I need to get myself back up to MIDGARD for onward travel to the Airport tonight & then Chernarus.

Nicole Whitetail — 01/08/2023 00:29

Entry Four:

My head is fucking pounding. I don’t remember anything..one minute I was driving behind Benny next I’m driving up north. I don’t know what happened… My stuff is gone, I’m wearing different clothing. I don’t understand.. I found a flare in a town nearby and shot it in the sky… maybe someone will see it. It’s raining, I’m cold, the front of the car is fucked, I’m sittin in the car while its off because the battery is no where to be seen. I don’t wanna leave the car in this down pour…

Dr Benjamin ‘Benny’ Mcallen — 01/08/2023 07:50

Entry 17

Welp, good news and bad news. Good news: The JTF has secured Everon from the Russians. Our last op painted ‘em into a corner and due to significant damage and casualties on their end, they were forced to withdraw. Bad news: we’ve been deployed to (queue drum roll)……… Afghanistan. People, its about to get real. How, you may ask? Hm, let’s see. Days hotter than Satan’s asshole, nights colder than Jack Frost’s ballsack, IED’s potentially around every fucking corner, virtually endless amounts of areas we could be ambushed, and god-knows-how-many towel headed, psychosis inflicted fanatics with assault rifles in their hands and C4 strapped to their chests looking for “72 virgins in paradise”. Oh, did I mention said fanatics are in possession of 80 billion dollars worth of NATO equipment left behind due to a full retreat ordered by the gubernatorial mistake that is America’s current President!? No? Well, I just fucking did. Honestly, as dangerous and annoying as the infected in Chernarus are, at least they’re predictable. The Taliban, though, are anything but predictable, as I’ve learned first hand. Now you know why I previously said “it’s about to get real”.