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Player; TheWildHost
Character; Artyom Nikov
Race and clan/archetype Stalker
Physical Description; 6"3, brown hair, Green eyes, Steady hands, 23
Equipment; M93 Black arrow with never fear the darkness engraved and silver tipped incendinary rounds, .30 Caliber revolver(Black)with silver tipped rounds, and a combat blade
Backstory; At the age of 7 Artyom killed his first vampire(His siblings and father restricting hit of course he just decapitated it and watched the rest burn the body) He is the youngest of a hunter family based near 60 Miles east of moscow, He served with the russian army for three years and the spetznaz for 2 years. He has 9 brothers also hunters.He left with one of his brothers to help the hunter network in prauge
Other info: He is easy to get along with
Virtue- Patience, He was a Russian sniper for 5 years( Normal service and Spetznaz) and can wait for a shot
Vice- Lust, Artyom is still a young man and craves many things,Also he enjoys vodka and a smoke now and then(He has learned to go without smoking while on missions, though)
Vehicle- Artyom Shares a Dark Blue truck with his brother
Major NPC Player:TheWildHost
Character: Dimitri Nikov
Phsyical Description: Looks like an Older Taller verson of Artyom
Race and clan/archetype: Joan(He is Artyoms Spotter)
Equipment: AK-74 Kalashnikov With silver tipped incendinary rounds(So he knows he hits mainly)
Glock .45 with Silver tipped rounds, two high shrapnel claymores(ATM)
Back Story: Dimitri was born 3 years before artyom, making him is Youngest oldest brother.He and hist brother bothed served the military together being a sniper team. They have a Brotherly bond making them an exelent team for the fact they know eachother well
Virtue: Diligence: Dimitri Picks up things fast
Vice: Wrath: Dimitri dosn't understand true mercy.
"Wake up you lazy dog" Dimitri said shaking Artyom." Artyom get your ass up we leave for Czech in 2 hours, we still have to load everything and fire a few test shots before we leave" Dimitri said before slugging Artyom in the stomach. "Im going to get you!" Artyom rasped. "Get me later, start packing." Artyom and Dimitri were the two youngest boys in a 9 Child and father hunting family. " Dimitri, which car are you taking?" Their mother said. "The blue truck" Artyom blurted while eating some toast. "Why are you boys going to take a truck?" Perset asked.He was the firstborn and a great fighter. "We have to go to Czech to reinforce some hunters there."Dimitri responded holding up a letter. The Nikovs were a well known hunter family with a large estate, many vehicles, and many weapons to back up that statement. Al male Nikovs had to serve the military, as ordered by their great grandfather."Who is leaving for Czech? Dimitri? All alone, my boy bring Perset or leny!" The father said coming out of the bathroom. "Father, me and Artyom are going to Czech as a sniper team" Dimitri cooly replied" Besides only Us and perset arn't out on a hunt." It was true. The 6 others were hunting a Grubah with some help from other hunter familys in Siberia. All Nikovs knew the danger of a grubah and even though 6 men was enough, no one wanted to come home with half a skull.
"Target, 600 meters." Dimtri said looking throught he range finder." Two targets moving up 300 meters and closing. Enemy sniper, he hasn't spotted us, 1400 meters" Dimitri informed artyom cooly." Im taking the shot at the sniper" Artyom replied adjusting himself" The one in the rocks?" "Yes" the shot was silenced by the suppresor, but it still sounded loud. Artyom was a crackshot in all ways. Rubber bullets started to go off around them and Dimitri returned fire with his Ak-74. They were using normal bullets, not silver tipped. The gunrange they had could be used to set up a mockbattle. The targets fired Rubber bullets with sometimes supprising accuracy. Ok they were done.
Artyom woke up startled by the hit given to him with the back of his brothers hand."donkey-cave"He muttered. They had arrived at prauge.
"Yes Artyom, we ARE staying in old town, I forgot to pick up enough money for a Decent hotel. DOn't worry the motels here are cheap, I will get dad to send Persat down here with more bullets, and money." Dimitri explained to his younger brother." Fine, I'll stay at the motel and watch a movie or two, what again are you doing?" Artyom asked. "Im going shopping, then I'll pick up dinner from one of the McDonalds or whatever cheap fast food we can get here." Artyom sighed after hearing Dimitri say that. "Fine. Im going to sit down with our weapons and clean them." "Nope, Im taking my glock." Dimitri demanded"These are rough neighborhoods, im taking my pistol."
Dimitri headed to an apartment the letter told him he would need to go."A-5 A-6 A-7 Ahhh here it is A-8" Dimitri muttered. The letter told him to kick down the door and shoot the inhabitants. He took a deep breath." Who the F*CK are you!" Somebody screamed out from behind the door. Supposedly the man helped wolves and other Undesirables eat, or he would get them money. If dimitri did this the group would except both Dimitri or Artyom, because frankly Artyom was one of the best shots in Russia. Now was this true. Maybe? He was definantly in the top 10 or 15. Dimitri, well he wasn't in any of his baby brothers heroic storys, but he was related and had Balls, so they gave him a chance. He shot through the door three times and was satisfied with a heavy 'THUD' now to go do his errands.
"McDonalds.Man they are on every fething coner." Dimitri thought walking back to the motel with two papaer grocerie bags and a plastic bag with dinner. He had all of the bags in or under his left arm. He had his Glock in his coat pocket, easily accesible."Gimme your money you ugly bit**" A man called out pulling a switch." GodDam**t I can see the hotel and I have to shoot a guy. Eh oh well." He said shooting the man in a swift movement." Im supposed to be saving these people, such a shame" Dimitri thought with a deep sigh.
After eating Artyoms curiosity raged" No way it took you an hour to pick up" He began to look through the bag " 2 Movies, toothpaste, vodka(He said this with a giddy smile) candy bars(They enjoyed to eat them while on missions to replace ciggaretes) Smokes, a lighter, a book, and some bleach and cleaning supplies" Artyom asked. Dimitri responded" And pick up dinner" Artyom knew he was holding back." What did the letter say" Artyom asked. Dimitri couldn't lie any longer."An unnamed associate asked me to come down here with you. He said I could stay if I killed a sympathyzer." He said looking embaresed."You could have said that, I am fine with that" Artyom said."So where do we go now?"Artyom wondered."He will come and find us, I sent him a message on his phone and told us we are here"" Cool"
This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/05/23 10:56:27
"Artyom, change of plans." Dimitri said quickly " (Insert name here) Hospital, bring my spare glock seeing you left your revolver at home." "Why the hell a hospital?" I say. "Hunter agents wife was shot, we are to meet him before morining, which is now. Pack up." "I never i got unpacked" i say grumbling. After a short packing we headed out to the hospital. On the otherside of town> "So what
IS the plan?" " We bring our gear, and well they said go to the lobby,so we are supposed to be meeting a Bruss, AKA Andy" "Ok, if you can trust this person good deal"
The truck pulled into the parking lot with a smooth 'vrrrm' and Artyom and his brother got out." Come on we need to move fast" Dimitri said loading his glock." I don't want your old glock, im brining my beretta 9MM" I said tossing his back in the truck."Whatever kid brother: He said mumbling." What the Fu--" he said pointing to a group of ten trying to get in an elevator. " I think that surrpases the weight limit" I say with a chuckle" No, but seriously that is going to crash if they do all get in" running over to them I tell them this and a few step out" I swear to god some of them licked their lips while listining to me..." I say watching the 4 ghouls walking out of the elevator.
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