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It Would Be Better If There Was Silence

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roleplaying with chatbots can bring interesting results

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On the night of April 26, 1986, the reactor of the fourth power unit of the Chernobyl nuclear power plant collapsed as a result of a powerful thermal explosion. The radioactive dust caught by the wind partially fell on the territory of the USSR, left radiation foci in Europe and even reached the shores of America.The infected territories within a radius of thirty kilometers from the station have become a strictly guarded Exclusion Zone.

After the construction of a reinforced concrete sarcophagus over the destroyed power unit, the operation of the Chernobyl nuclear power plant resumed. The availability of a powerful energy source and the absence of a population made it possible to create a complex of secret laboratories in a closed area.

On June 10, 2006, the Area suddenly lit up with unbearable light. There was complete silence for a few moments, and clouds could be seen evaporating in the sky. Then came a terrible roar, and the earth shook. Most of the soldiers guarding the perimeter died instantly.

The year is 2007. Scientists still cannot give a clear explanation of what happened. Expeditions invariably end in tragedy, and the rare survivors tell of mutant animals with amazing abilities.

The year is 2009. According to various estimates, there are from one to three hundred unaccounted-for persons on the territory of the Exclusion Zone. These people call themselves stalkers and are mainly engaged in the search for so-called artifacts - anomalous formations for which you can get a lot of money.

The year is 2010. Despite the cordons located around the perimeter, stalking is becoming more widespread. But only the outskirts of the Zone have been explored: attempts to penetrate to its center end in failure...

- Proxyyyyyyy! I don't like it! Everything is yellow and my head hurts!

- Come on, Nicole, carrying cans you will never pay off a debt in your life!

-You're fine there, in the bunker at the Cordon, and I'm all alone here! Enby is back in the lab with the clones, and Billy is charging up from electra! What if there aren't any artifacts in this Klondike?!

- If you don't run under the Brain Incinerator, you won't recognize it.

- 😭😭😭

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Putting zenless in a stalker setting was too obvious an idea, and don't say you haven't thought about it.

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This story is about a mystery. A mystery that should never be solved, because it is truly terrifying.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, ⅙ of the earth's landmass plunged into chaos. And in the midst of this chaos, one event was particularly visible: the Chechen War.

Officially, the first Chechen company ended in August 1996, but the truth is that it continued in secret until October 1996. After Dudayev's liquidation in April of the same year, reports began to arrive from the battlefields of numerous autonomous combat machines fighting on the side of Ichkeria. An ordinary army could not cope, and the country urgently needed a retaliatory force...

And it was found. Japan has agreed to supply the Russian government with its latest development, humanoid intelligent combat androids in the form of pretty young girls, named "Nikke".

I was the commander of one of these girls' squads. At first, when I was still a young boy, this situation seemed incredibly attractive to me, but these two months of war were enough for me to grow old for decades. At first, I lost a lot of girls. And when I got used to it and was able to work out a strategy, I faced something even more terrible. Corruption. To see the soul of a war machine slipping from under your fingers, to realize that you personally will have to pull the trigger and end the existence of your subordinate... It broke me.

But the truth broke us all much more. It turned out that Japan also supplied Ichkeria with combat machines. That's why their software was able to infect Nikke androids. Japan has been sponsoring both sides of the conflict all this time.

Then, the UN board signed a secret agreement banning the production of any autonomous military equipment, and the war finally ended.

But what is the main secret, you may ask? And this mystery is what drove me crazy. That's the question I took to my grave right after the end of the war. The truth that drove my mind to the deepest depths of despair. This mystery...

...what did the command do with the remaining combat girls?

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If anything, I APOLOGIZE for this post, I didn't notice how it turns out SO grimdark. This is, if anything, the art for the saturdey, which I missed as part of my "russian gacha marathon". Well, yeah... ( ._.)

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- Huh, a European? - A schoolgirl with heterochromia asked in Korean - You are journalist or something? If anything, I didn't say that! People on the Internet will translate my words and you will be very ashamed!

- What? No no... I'm not a journalist. I'm an exchange teacher from Russia, and I think I got lost. Can you tell me where the "Abydos school" is?

- Aaaaa, you are the promised teacher. Let me walk you out, I'm just studying in Abydos.

- That's how it is... And what's your name?

- Takanashi Hoshino. I'm the oldest in school.

- The oldest???

- Yes. Our school is brand new, and there aren't many students yet, as well as teachers. It is clear why the Central Committee even invited a foreigner~

I'm silent, trying to collect my thoughts.

- That's probably not how you imagined it, isn't it, Sensei? The newspapers paint our country differently)

- That's not the word...

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Okay, okay, I know it's not really RUSSIAN gacha, but the concept of the pun about the North Korean Blue Archive has gone too far for me.

Comrade Kim, if you are reading this, please make a North Korean gacha game!!!🙏🙏🙏

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In short, I'm telling you a story.

It was in the old days, not when the grass was greener, but when there was no fucking grass at all from the constant gang shootings and other shit.

There was nowhere to work then, and I needed money more than ever, so I had a chance to find an ad to pull pipes from an old facility.

It wasn't exactly a novelty, as soon as the factory bosses sold them off, we had to saw them off. You know, the wiring, pipes, and other metal shit that can be sold.

I come to the right place, I see some kind of murky types, former cops apparently. They have a pazik (PAZ-3205 bus), even with a rusted snowplow for some reason (there hasn't been any snow for a couple of years). They took me to see the boss. He was gray-haired and scarred, and he probably went through Chechnya (or maybe even Afghanistan), although I still didn't understand who was in charge there, because they also had some kind of crazy woman who talked to Pazik all the time. Maybe this shaitan machine was guiding them all, who knows.

I'll say this - I've never seen such shit anywhere, neither before nor after. This is not Chicatillo, or even the archives of the secret services. We traveled like escapees from a dope in this puzik all over the city, and collected corpses from shootings and drop them into our engine. Fortunately, times were wild, neither the cops nor the ambulance care, except that sometimes we had to fight with the funeral services, but these are still flowers. All the time we were crawling through some kind of basements in search of a shit for something, and in the basements such a lovecraftian bullshit lives that it still comes to me in nightmares. And not the only that...

There was a guy among us. He wore a military greatcoat all the time and had a burning watch on his head. I still haven't figured out who he is in the end, but I can say for sure that he's not a human being. He was talking in ticks all the time, and damn it, I understood all this ticking! Can you imagine?! Damn, I didn't drink or smoke, I've been a ZOZH (Healthy lifestyle) person since childhood, but when I first heard his voice in my head, I shit myself so hard, that I still sometimes shiver. I've seen hell, guys. I've died at this job ten, maybe twenty times, but this guy came after me every time and pulled me out of this place no matter what.

And then one day it was all over. I decided to relax and visit my sick mom, and when I returned, there was no pazik or the guys. I haven't heard about them from anyone since...

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Another momentary idea that will take up all my free time: to make fan sketches for each gacha game by moving its setting to Russia. And since there has never been any limbus content on this page, I decided to start with it.✌️

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With every new post, it becomes less touhou and more slavic

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NEW SLAVIC TOUHOU POST!!!

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fumo collection report

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Lavender Hex Maniac doesn't exist, she can't hurt you...

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Few more Gods

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Touhou - Strugatsky edition

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Disappointed with the new season of Doctor Who, I decided to fantasize about how it could be done better

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I keep posting old stuff

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The time-traveling sociopathic detective

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One day they all will be mine...

(an update will be in a month)

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while I'm too lazy to draw, catch some old fnaf x persona 5 crossover art