Okay, I'm pretty upset you have seen fit to introduce characters like this beyond my control, Sentinel, I need you to edit your posts, I don't want to be a dictator but I am the GM here and although I had not posted in a while, you could have asked, this jeopardizes my plot plans.
I want any posts mentioning Sentinel's plot edit cut away, I am sorry, but I have my RPs planned out to my plots.
I'm a little behind, cos I was busy yesterday, but what the hell, I'll improvise
Yan had stayed with the group, moving quietly and making sure no one paid him full attention. Better that they knew less of him, he thought, than knew too much.
And now I am going to take brief control of all characters to make an address.
The gunfire in the distance continued, growing more intense by the second, Lukas looked at it, the horizon lighting up with the streams of bullets flying, with shadows rising and falling. Lukas sighed, began to shout to everyone.
"Friends! Fellow Captives! Come! We need assistance!" The few who were not in the large congregation that Lukas was in approached rapidly, some held weapons to assure they would not be harmed by an ambush, others were scared to death, but all were curious.
"As you can see, we have all finally rendezvoused- this makes our planned escape much easier to handle." Some people now scratched their heads in bemusement, wondering what the need was for a plan of escape, Lukas quickly satisfied their wonder, "We are, to my knowledge, in the middle of the Siberian Tundra, and as of such have no source of heat or food. And if the Soviets win that battle nearby, they will most likely execute us for safety's sake."
Lukas sighed, and anticipated the insults that may be hurled at him, and continued, "I propose we work together to secure the victory of whomever the Soviets are fighting. This shall result in our safety, food, weapons, and maybe extraction! But it will be dangerous, and we need all of your help to be able to win this. Any questions?"
Lukas looked at the person who addressed him, "We don't, but there is a better chance they shall help us than the Soviets will. Would you rather take your chances with no food and heat, or the people that freed us from that train?"
Dmitri crouched and walked over toward the corpse. Same kind of pistol. He removed the magazine from the gun, and searched the rest of the body. 3 more mags. That should be enough for the fight. He also had a knife, which Dmitri took. Dmitri did not know how effective he would be with the pistol. He had not gone through much training, just the mandatory basic all men are required to go through at 18. He then went back and joined the rest of the group.
"Don't be stupid, we need all equipment possible," Lukas remarked at whomever was holding that grenade, "the element of surprise is crucial to succeeding in this battle! If we simply go in guns blazing, we'll be mowed down!"
"I agree but I am no good at throwing so if someone else is good at throwing they should take it. I make rifles so I am good with rifles. I am big and strong so i am good with fists. I know nothing about throwing so why use grenade when someone else is?"
He narrowed his eyes at the speaker
"Call me stupid again and you are a dead man" He growled menacingly
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