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  18:49:19  29 March 2009
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Rakeria
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Write in your PDA log?

Wouldn't it be cool if you could wright in your PDA log?
I think that would increase survival in the zone.
You know,to plan raids and food counts.
  19:23:06  29 March 2009
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DRIFTING PROPHET
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Yea it would be nice to have the bility to write down ones thoughts while in the ZONE. Should defenitly be looked into
  19:27:50  29 March 2009
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Rakeria
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Yea it would be nice to have the bility to write down ones thoughts while in the ZONE. Should defenitly be looked into
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It shouldn't really be to hard with the programming skills, just make a new post button inside the pda and take wright option when ur wrighting a save game and take it to the PDA.

Unfortunatley Im no programmer D :
  15:41:52  31 March 2009
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TeJJZ
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It shouldn't really be to hard with the programming skills, just make a new post button inside the pda and take wright option when ur wrighting a save game and take it to the PDA.


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Thats right. But i think there are entry-limitations in the pda, something of 120 or so.
I mean if its not why you dont see any pda (mod) with thousands of encylopaedia-entries, hundreds of stalker-stories and millions of pictueres in there? I am looking for a while afterwards such pda-mods, but found nothing until now.

(sorry for my bad english)
  16:12:22  31 March 2009
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Rakeria
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Well just make a delete post button? and make 5-8 possible entries in the PDA?
  17:40:59  31 March 2009
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TeJJZ
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Well just make a delete post button? and make 5-8 possible entries in the PDA?
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Seriously, you would be happy with 5 - 8 new entries and delete the old entries?

(sorry for bad english)
  17:47:51  31 March 2009
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Rakeria
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Why not? A post like this for example:
"Need 3 tourist delight can collect at location

Pripyat
Bar
Cordon.
"
To me it sounds you don't need that post for long,right
  18:43:52  31 March 2009
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TeJJZ
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TeJJZ
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Why not? A post like this for example:
"Need 3 tourist delight can collect at location

Pripyat
Bar
Cordon.
"
To me it sounds you don't need that post for long,right
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Hhmm.. I had thought of something else. Something from this size =>



(all credits goes to maiman's story "Maelstrom and the Tale of Beaver"
"
---Operation Chernobyl---
“HAHA BURN SUCKERS BURN” shouted Beaver as he shot a stream of constant flames at the birds
“HURRY UP BEAVER” shouted Buffalo
“Ill hold them off, I will catch up with you when I'm done with em” said Beaver as he burned the birds
“ha ha want some more, you want some?” said Beaver laughing as more and more of the birds fell, he suddenly could here someone shouting
“BEAVER GET OUT OF THERE” shouted Owl, Beaver turned to look just as the fuel tank exploded, he felt the flames rip across his skin.
“BEAVER!” he heard Buffalo cry as he collapsed in pain, he felt the talons of the birds ripping across his skin, he then heard some gunshots and felt himself get lifted from the ground, he tried to open his pained eyes.

---2 years ago---
“You want to go kill himself, throw away what little you have?” said his father
“I am not going to kill myself” said Yurikov
“you obviously do if you want to go to this zone” said his father
“I will use my head, I will be rich when I return father” said Yurikov
“you never used your head, you were a failure always” said his father in anger
“I am your son, you should be proud of me” Yurikov shouted back
“I have no son” his father shouted back “not anymore”
“fine, you know what I don't need you” said Yurkov as he walked out the door and slammed it shut

---Present---
Beaver was in constant pain, he opened his eyes to see himself dangling limply from the birds grip, he reached his hand to his leg and pulled out his knife, he stabbed up into the bird, the bird screeched and suddenly he felt himself plunging down, he opened his eyes to see the ground before him coming closer and closer, he crashed into a pond. Thee was a splash before the crunch.

---2 years ago---
Beaver had stolen from a store and had escaped the police, he jumped the fence and ran through the zone, the police stopped following him when they learned where he was running to, he ran off towards a camp he heard this is where stalkers gathered.
“halt stranger” said a stalker, the first one he had ever seen “state your business here”
“my name is Yurikov, I am new here” said Yurikov slowly
“feel right at home, Sidorovich might want a word with you” said the stalker
“where can I find him?” Yurikov asked
“In the bomb shelter just west of the village” said the stalker “he is a bit of a bastard, don't buy anything without checking its condition first”
Yurikov walked slowly to the shelter, he walked down the stairs and opened the door to see a fat man looking up at him.
“what do you want?” asked the fat man, obviously Sidorovich
“I am new here, I was told I should see you” said Yurikov
“really, well what have you brought with you?” Sidorovich asked
“just some supplies, food and water, and a gun with a clip or two” said Yurikov slowly
“hmm” Sidorovich replied “okay well I am going to have to give you some more gear than that, here is a PDA, this one can give you all the data on the faction wars that are happening, here is a knife, some more ammo to that Makarov of yours, and here are some bandages”
“thank you” said Yurikov
“well we will need to give you your first assignment, see if you are ready for this” said Sidorovich “I need you to kill someone, a trader is interfering with my work, I uploaded the coordinates to your PDA”
“yes sir” said Yurikov nervously, he was only here for a few minutes and he was already tasked with killing someone.

---Present---
He felt unbelievable pain, his legs were broken and he was choking in blood, his Geiger counter was clicking hysterically, he suddenly felt a hand grab him and lift him into the air, he felt himself get launched into the air, the hand still on him, he looked to see nothing holding him but he noticed two glowing eyes, he felt himself land, he was dropped by the marsh sucker on the hill, he was dead, he knew it.

---2 years ago---
“halt stranger, the path to dark valley is closed” said the Freedomer “state your business”
“I am here to join” said Yurikov “I was told your base was here”
“coming to join us?” said the Freedomer “why didn't you say so brother, Mustang, escort him to our base”
“yessir” said a Freedomer “this way is to your limo sir”
They walked silently through the dark and creepy fields, he heard many unearthly howls but he was used to him, he was here two weeks already and had killed his fair share of mutants, he was doing well apparently.
They reached the base and walked in, there was music playing from the bar and on the intercom were two men in some form of competition with each other.
“why are they arguing into the intercom?” asked Yurikov, it seemed foolish to argue near an intercom device, especially since it was on.
“they do that from time to time, usually when they get drunk” said Mustang the Freedomer laughing
“WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING GET BACK TO WORK” said another voice
“oh thats Chekhov, hes our leader” said Mustang “you should see him, though I will have to escort you to his office, we have had some disappearances lately”
“disappearances?” Yurikov asked
“someone or something is picking off our members, especially the new ones” said Mustang laughing
“your joking right?” Yurikov asked, he felt frightened by this
“of course... kind of” said Mustang “just don't ever let your guard down and run if things go bad”
They walked up to a big building, like a hanger or factory building. There were several guards posted at the door.
“what are you doing here Mustang, who is he?” asked the door guard
“this here is.... a potential new member, hes here to see Chekhov” said Mustang
The door guard looked at him for a minute.
“fine, open the doors” said the door guard
The doors opened and they walked in, they walked up some stares and found themselves looking at the door to Chekhov's office.
“what do I say” Yurikov asked
“I dunno, I just joined last week” said Mustang laughing “be polite and tell him about your experience”
He walked off laughing, Yurikov opened the door.

---Present---
Beaver looked up to see the marsh sucker opening its jaw over his head, it was about to strike when suddenly a boar rammed into it, he saw many boars stampeding over the hill he was lying on, he saw the bloodsucker go running off into the forest after them, he laid back, he could barely move. He felt his pockets and found his PDA, he flicked it on.

---2 years ago---
“come on Yuri, theres nothing to worry about” said Mashup, they were in the marshes doing some reconnaissance, Yurikov refused to walk through the high reeds before them.
“Im telling you there was something moving in there” said Yurikov “one of those sucking things”
“can you hear yourself talking Yuri” said Mustang “we told you we were joking about that”
“how do you know there are none here” said Yurikov “you said noone has been here in years”
“hey the boss said that someone left this place, that is why we are checking the area” said Scrounger
“yeah Yuri, this place is perfectly safe” said Mashup backing into the reeds “watch I am entering the creepy reeds”
An arm grabbed Mashup and suddenly he was flying through the air screaming. The others just started screaming and ran off in the other direction like a bunch of little girls seeing a bug, they went running through the reeds and water and didn't stop, Beaver could hear and feel the beasts breathing over his shoulder, he had to act. He dived into a pond and swam into a pipe, he quickly crawled to the end only to find solid rock, he turned around and held his AKS-74U to the pipe, he stared at it....
Three weeks passed and he sat there hungry staring into the water, he was still in that pipe aiming his rifle at the hole, he reasoned the beast was gone and he can go out in search of food, besides even if it did climb in he doubted his gun still worked. He slid down into the water and swam out of the pond, he looked around.
“Have you seen Yuri yet, hes been gone for weeks, he must have walked into an anomaly” said Mustang
“yeah Stone came back with the orders, how is Mashup?” Scrounger asked
“he will be fine, he needs a new pair of pants though” said Mustang
“hey guys” said Yuri stepping out of the bush
“Yuri your alive” said Mustang nearly falling off of the log he sat on
“ho..h...how?” said Scrounger
“well you see when the thing chased us I felt him right behind me so I dived into that pond over there and swam into the pipe, it turned out the pipe had only one way out so I just sat there waiting for it” said Yuri
“you hid in a submerged pipe for three weeks” said Scrounger in disbelief
“ha just like one of those funny animals, you know the ones famous in that north American country” said Mustang laughing
“a Beaver?” Scrounger
“ha yeah a Beaver, hey Yuri, your Beaver now” said Mustang laughing
“ha Beaver, can't wait to tell the guys back at base” said Scrounger
Beaver watched as they both rolled on the ground laughing at him
“Guys shut up it isn't that funny” said Beaver angrily
“come on Beaver you will laugh at it later over a drink” said Mustang
“heh you said Beaver” Scrounger replied laughing
Mustang burst into laughing, which was broken up by a loud roar, they immediately sobered up.
“what did you do about the beast?” said Beaver slowly
“we didn't do anything it wandered off” said Mustang
“GRAB MASHUP AND GO” said Scrounger running off, Mustang quickly lifted Mashup and they ran off quickly.

---Present---
He was feeling ill now, probably from the radiation or loss of blood, the beast didn't return, he looked at the contact page of his PDA, he saw no one, a nice blank contact page, what a useless feature. He dropped his PDA and looked through his pockets, he pulled out a satellite phone, he smiled weakly and punched in a phone number.
“hellooo, I am not at the phone right now please leave a message after the toooooooooone....” said a familiar voice
“MUSTANG I KNOW YOUR THERE” Beaver shouted painfully
“woah Beaver, I thought you were someone else, how are you man, you sound pissed” said Mustang quickly
“I have had a hell of a day day” said Beaver
“Frieken awesome hell of a day or I dropped my rare artifact into a meat chopper hell of a day?” Mustang asked
“lets see, I blew up, got carried off by giant birds, got dropped by giant birds, landed in a radioactive pool, got carried off by a Marsh Sucker, dropped on a hill and am now waiting to be eaten by it or the herd of boars that just chased it off, or I might just die of radiation sickness or the blood loss I am having. HOW FRIEKEN AWESOME IS THAT?” Beaver shouted into the phone
“okay where are you?” Mustang asked
“I am in a gentle meadow, just west of Chernobyl” said Beaver
“Okay I see you, you know there is a lot of stalker activity northeast of you, near the cooling pond and there are a couple stalkers in Chernobyl, there is also a lot near the northern ghost towns” said Mustang “know anything about that?”
“Maybe I will tell you if you get me out of here” said Beaver
“oh yeah I sent my guys nearest to you, everything is going to be fine, unless they get held up” said Mustang
Beaver hanged up at that, Mustang was being an ass but he had no one else to turn to right now.
He laid back listening, he couldn't remember when he last heard birds chirping in the meadow, he also couldn't remember back when crows were an annoyance, not something to be feared...
"
...
  20:28:29  1 April 2009
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DRIFTING PROPHET
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His got a point there
  20:46:17  1 April 2009
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Rakeria
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hmmmm yh... Still u can maybe increase the number?
 
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