Небезпека / NEBEZPEKA - GENDERLESS / IT - UNKNOWN - SINGLE
NOT REALLY OPEN FOR BREEDINGS BUT MAYBE THO
NOT REALLY OPEN FOR BREEDINGS BUT MAYBE THO
Nebezpeka
Nebezpeka WIP
- ukrainian (name means "danger")
- from prypjat
- used to be a guard for the nuclear reactor in chernobyl
- was right at the center of the explosion / accident
- got heavily affected by the radiation
- now glows and oozes radioactive... slime?
- still lives around the abandoned city
- very curious
- likes to freak out visitors
- ukrainian (name means "danger")
- from prypjat
- used to be a guard for the nuclear reactor in chernobyl
- was right at the center of the explosion / accident
- got heavily affected by the radiation
- now glows and oozes radioactive... slime?
- still lives around the abandoned city
- very curious
- likes to freak out visitors
Story - its home
"What's a home without some shattered glass?"
It used to have a different name once, during a whole different life. Though, it cannot remember it's old name anymore, neither does it have any memories of it's old life. The only thing it remembers, is the day, that it likes to call "doomsday" - as this is, what it was. The doom for two cities, turning them into abandoned wastelands; and the doom for thousands of people and millions of animals - killing them or, what was in it's opinion even worse, changing them. What was once two great Ukrainian cities turned into a hide for mutated monstrosities, just like itself. Everybody knows of what happened in Chernobyl, everybody knows what made a giant eerie ghost town out of Prypjat. Prypjat ... this was its home. It always had been, even before what happened. Indeed, it used to be a pet, back then. It cannot tell if it was loved or not - but it feels, that it had always lived there. And it always would. Even if it could, it would never leave. Prypjat was its home - it was where it belonged.
"What's a home without a some spilling of blood?"
Actually, Nebezpeka used to be a guard for the area around the nuclear power station of Chernobyl. Back then, before the incident, its name used to be Petrow - owned by one of the most reliable security guards of the area and a sharp and fast Viscet, no intruder was able to get past him. Of course, how could he have known, that the biggest threat came from inside and not outside the building? He had never understood radioactivity, it would only understand the means of that word when it was too late already. For him, Petrow, the huge building was his home and his workplace alike. He was too important for the area to be taken home, so he spend even the nights in the grass next to one of the reactors. Just the one that would at one point explode - the one, that would not only kill thousands of people, but harm many more of them in unimaginable ways. And make not only Chernobyl, but Prypjat as well, into two large abandoned ghost towns.
"What's a home without the cries of a madman?"
However, for some reason, when the reactor exploded, it - Nebezpeka - did not die. When the reactor exploded, Petrow thought this would be his end - and in some way it was. Who used to be Petrow turned into Nebezpeka - the reason for its name simply being the first word it read, after it's awakening: "Небезпека!" A warning sign, put up by soldiers, in order to keep civilians away from the wasteland that was left after the incident. The wasteland, that from now on, would be its home. Not like it had much of a choice, anyway. Soon, it was obvious, that, although it had survived, the radioactivity still had its effects on Nebezpeka. Bones started growing where there should be none, amongst other things, that had changed. First, it tried to leave. It was horrified by what its once beautiful home had turned into and did not want to stay any longer. But the humans would not let it to cross the borders. So Nebezpeka had no other choice - while the human inhabitants of the cities were evacuated, the area fell into the hands of the creatures that were not able to leave. Many of them were monstrosities just as Nebez was and although at first it hated having to live there, it grew used to it. Indeed, it realized, that it belonged there. Chernobyl and Prypjat had always been its home and the cities would always be. And now it even owned them. Sure, there were many other monsters strolling around, but this was Nebezpeka's playground now. And whenever an intruder came to close, it came out to play.
"What's a home without a trip to wonderland?"
Imagine a lively city - thousands of people, laughters and smiles. Imagine a funfair with a carousell, a roller coaster, different attractions. Imagine a school, a shopping mall, streets and houses. A big forest, many plants and animals. And now - imagine all of this gone. Gone by the blink of an eye. Eradicated by a horrible explosion. Imagine destroyed houses and streets, dead and grieving people. Imagine burning grounds and burning skies. Imagine the forest slowly turning black. Imagine a city that is dying, slowly killed by glowing radioactivity. Imagine empty streets and empty buildings - falling apart. Whoever used to live there, dwell there, is long gone. Imagine the sun setting, an almost beautiful sight, it might make you forget the horrors for a second. But the horrors will never pass. And during night time, the horrors will come to life. While during the day, you think the whole city is dead, the night will prove you wrong. They will come out of their hiding: Monsters, monstrosities. Those creatures, that were not killed by radioactivity, but changed, mutated. One of them calls itself Nebezpeka - Danger. Its markings glow and so do the fluids dripping from its muzzle. It raises its head into the air and breathes in and out - for us, everything would smell terrible. But it did not for Nebez. Nebez loved the smell, although it could not tell you what the air actually smelled like. Home, perhaps. Home it was. The air and the ground, the plants and the buildings, well, everything, was as destroyed and deformed as itself was. Prypjat was a wasteland, but so was Nebezpeka. As the Viscet's lungs were glowing, so was the earth and so was the sky. It and the city lived together, breathed together. They were meant for each other and would survive together.
It used to have a different name once, during a whole different life. Though, it cannot remember it's old name anymore, neither does it have any memories of it's old life. The only thing it remembers, is the day, that it likes to call "doomsday" - as this is, what it was. The doom for two cities, turning them into abandoned wastelands; and the doom for thousands of people and millions of animals - killing them or, what was in it's opinion even worse, changing them. What was once two great Ukrainian cities turned into a hide for mutated monstrosities, just like itself. Everybody knows of what happened in Chernobyl, everybody knows what made a giant eerie ghost town out of Prypjat. Prypjat ... this was its home. It always had been, even before what happened. Indeed, it used to be a pet, back then. It cannot tell if it was loved or not - but it feels, that it had always lived there. And it always would. Even if it could, it would never leave. Prypjat was its home - it was where it belonged.
"What's a home without a some spilling of blood?"
Actually, Nebezpeka used to be a guard for the area around the nuclear power station of Chernobyl. Back then, before the incident, its name used to be Petrow - owned by one of the most reliable security guards of the area and a sharp and fast Viscet, no intruder was able to get past him. Of course, how could he have known, that the biggest threat came from inside and not outside the building? He had never understood radioactivity, it would only understand the means of that word when it was too late already. For him, Petrow, the huge building was his home and his workplace alike. He was too important for the area to be taken home, so he spend even the nights in the grass next to one of the reactors. Just the one that would at one point explode - the one, that would not only kill thousands of people, but harm many more of them in unimaginable ways. And make not only Chernobyl, but Prypjat as well, into two large abandoned ghost towns.
"What's a home without the cries of a madman?"
However, for some reason, when the reactor exploded, it - Nebezpeka - did not die. When the reactor exploded, Petrow thought this would be his end - and in some way it was. Who used to be Petrow turned into Nebezpeka - the reason for its name simply being the first word it read, after it's awakening: "Небезпека!" A warning sign, put up by soldiers, in order to keep civilians away from the wasteland that was left after the incident. The wasteland, that from now on, would be its home. Not like it had much of a choice, anyway. Soon, it was obvious, that, although it had survived, the radioactivity still had its effects on Nebezpeka. Bones started growing where there should be none, amongst other things, that had changed. First, it tried to leave. It was horrified by what its once beautiful home had turned into and did not want to stay any longer. But the humans would not let it to cross the borders. So Nebezpeka had no other choice - while the human inhabitants of the cities were evacuated, the area fell into the hands of the creatures that were not able to leave. Many of them were monstrosities just as Nebez was and although at first it hated having to live there, it grew used to it. Indeed, it realized, that it belonged there. Chernobyl and Prypjat had always been its home and the cities would always be. And now it even owned them. Sure, there were many other monsters strolling around, but this was Nebezpeka's playground now. And whenever an intruder came to close, it came out to play.
"What's a home without a trip to wonderland?"
Imagine a lively city - thousands of people, laughters and smiles. Imagine a funfair with a carousell, a roller coaster, different attractions. Imagine a school, a shopping mall, streets and houses. A big forest, many plants and animals. And now - imagine all of this gone. Gone by the blink of an eye. Eradicated by a horrible explosion. Imagine destroyed houses and streets, dead and grieving people. Imagine burning grounds and burning skies. Imagine the forest slowly turning black. Imagine a city that is dying, slowly killed by glowing radioactivity. Imagine empty streets and empty buildings - falling apart. Whoever used to live there, dwell there, is long gone. Imagine the sun setting, an almost beautiful sight, it might make you forget the horrors for a second. But the horrors will never pass. And during night time, the horrors will come to life. While during the day, you think the whole city is dead, the night will prove you wrong. They will come out of their hiding: Monsters, monstrosities. Those creatures, that were not killed by radioactivity, but changed, mutated. One of them calls itself Nebezpeka - Danger. Its markings glow and so do the fluids dripping from its muzzle. It raises its head into the air and breathes in and out - for us, everything would smell terrible. But it did not for Nebez. Nebez loved the smell, although it could not tell you what the air actually smelled like. Home, perhaps. Home it was. The air and the ground, the plants and the buildings, well, everything, was as destroyed and deformed as itself was. Prypjat was a wasteland, but so was Nebezpeka. As the Viscet's lungs were glowing, so was the earth and so was the sky. It and the city lived together, breathed together. They were meant for each other and would survive together.