Board Thread:Lores/@comment-30248084-20170923033542

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​Ugh.. My leg is killing me. Ahem, S.N.R here and just basically out in the forest again. God, I swear I didn't do anything. It is a very long story, but I will talk about that after I give another report of someone wanting to be known - and this time, I made sure that no one is following me. Ahem, so the person wishing to also be known is by the name of Lynncoln - a very neat name I must say. Ok, lets get this under wrapped quickly.

- Place Of Origin -

​His transmission is very staticy and very rushed - I think he was in a rush or that storm is interferring with his radio waves, I had to repeat myself many times just for him to hear me clearly. So he has replied about his life - An average person that has decent marks and grades from both branches of school in America, but much prefers to be with his friends than actually study - say.. the Mongolian Empire in history class - not that there isn't anything boring of them, it's actually interesting. Sorry, trailing off, He actually has an interesting modern life - he's more of a socialistic friend than someone that might work in an office building. He explained many times on going bowling, playing games on consoles and all that kind of stuff, yet he loves them all as well as his parent. To be honest, I kind of got attached - Ok, I am an isolated human being wanting to stop being in this condition of lonliness. So yeah, I have my desires of having friends again... He does not really want to give out where he was born and raised, but he does admit he lives in America - at the time until traveling to Europe with his friends and.. well you know, the Apocalypse arrive.

- The Present Lynncoln -

He does admit his hardship on losing a few of his best friends and his parents from both the beginning and throughout the Apocalypse, But he's quite adaptive than one of his friends at the beginning. He has not responded on his apparel or any other things - I think the signals may have been cutting me out or something... I really should have asked more than three times. He mostly has Automatic weapons in his arsenal of weaponry - Well, I can see how he thinks that - with a nice Knife, or Rambo as mostly everyone calls them nowadays...

Well, that was quite it as his signal went off the grid. I think it was the storm since I got mine in Terminal Decay, which was the worst yet, so hopefully he's Ok, yet give him some applause and some better luck if he is hearing this. So yeah... speaking of Terminal Decay.. It was still raining hard and dark as night. You know what comes? A helicopter. A Frickin HELICOPTER that just decided to land on the roof which sets off one of my C4 traps on the helipad which scared the living hell out of me in my sleeping bag. I had to set off one of my own charges on the door - which is my exit, but what else comes up? Zombies. Lots of them... That damn helicopter attracted them and now I had a good tense firefight from both zombies and these people... one of them had an insignia of GP on their arms - Ok, for a long story short, I either injured or killed maybe a couple of them, almost got shredded by a leaper and had to get lots of rope I found and decended from that hell. Jeez, repeating this is giving me an adrenaline rush, however, I think I should move on. I will report later on, I still think I am not in the clear. S.N.R going dark for a while...

=( Lost Ratchet )= 