Have a car thief with no cars

[vengeance_driven]

[Do you know what happens when you put a confused Serb Yugoslavian expatriate in the middle of a strange building in a strange place while he's in the possession of his favorite carbine rifle? He skulks through a hallway quietly, looking for a way out.

Niko nears a window with his back to the wall. And off in the distance? That jungle? That sure wasn't Middle Park. Not long before he heard something that sounded like the most fucked up war-zone he's ever been near. More rushing fire, less bullets. So he's just playing it careful until he finds some sort of damned map.

First he finds a soda machine, though. And that soda machine is not a Sprunk soda machine. He ventures closer, pokes it with the gun as if that's going to help anything, and moves to look behind it as if he's searching for the mechanism for a bomb in an obviously fake piece of inexplicable equipment. Surveillance maybe?

He's pretty sure he's not in Liberty State, anymore.]

Oh, here we go. [Traces of his Balkan accent in those sarcastic sounding words he goes back around to the front of the soda machine, not creeping along for the time being and with his rifle lowered at his side. He's ready to hop behind that thing defensively though.]


((OOC: New person, new character. Niko Bellic from GTA IV. Snarky bastard but pretty friendly and easy to reason down.))

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Ah, is there nothing Raul can't do when supplied with parts and soda?

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[Eh, Pre-War politics was just confusing. Maybe China had ended up taking over wherever he was from before. The net result would still be the same come 2077. At least this Serbia place seemed already prepared for post-apocalyptic life.

Besides, there was a new shiny thing she was deeply interested in.]

You have music stored in there? What kind? How much? Can you play it back?

[She's really been missing her radio. A lot.]

[vengeance_driven]

[He looks at it and turns on the speaker part, before poking on a symbol on the front to make it expand. This is still a new phone for him, the one to replace Roman's, so he's getting used to being able to touch things and making them go. Australopithecus has discovered technology.

He plays this song.] I don't have a particular favorite type of music. I just like some songs.

I just put whatever songs would fit. [He does actually have a list that's all over the place.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[Having been exposed to nothing but country and rock n roll and a dash of jazz her entire life, Sibyll is not quite sure what to make of the techno. She listens curiously.]

Huh. Not normally what I listen to, but not bad. Can't really dance to it. What's she saying?

[vengeance_driven]

Some people dance to it, but... I don't know. I don't dance. My cousin makes fun of me for it.

["Death throws of an elephant". Roman can shut right the hell up.]

She is Ukranian. It is something like, I was too vain and obedient. Uh... [He listens a little more] For you I would conquer the whole sky. [Awkward chuckle then.] Set fire without any guilt.

[Maybe he shouldn't tell other people what he listens to. He winces a little and turns it off.]

You do crash cars, Sibyll, that's the entire point of GTA 8D

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Huh. Lyrics seem a little familiar. Song's totally different.

[She looks a little disappointed when the music goes away. Sure, it wasn't quite her thing, but it was better then the nothing that she normally had in this awful place. She'd contemplate stealing it from him, but she wasn't entirely sure she'd be able to work the little thing. Computers really weren't her strong point.]

So what was driving cars and stuff like? How did you keep from crashing them? It didn't sound like the ones from your time would explode, so I suppose that was nice. I wonder if you could drive from the California border to Vegas in a day...

[vengeance_driven]

Oh they explode. And you keep from crashing them by remembering how to use the break when you're supposed to. [He doesn't always. But here might have been the slightest hint of satisfaction in, "oh, they explode".]

I drive a lot of cars, fly helicopters, used to drive tanks in the war.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[She tilts her head.]

What's a 'tank'?

[vengeance_driven]

[Oh god, how do you describe something you cut your teeth on.]

Big vehicle that goes over most types of ground because it runs on special conveyor belts instead of wheels, and is meant to carry a cannon from place to place. The man inside operating the canon is protected by the machine while he fires it. Very big. Very strong. Pretty slow compared to cars and motorcycles.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

So it's a howitzer you can drive? Or stuck on something you can drive?

[That results in one weird mental image.]

[vengeance_driven]

[A tank is sort of a weird vehicle.] Yes, that would basically be it.