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Don't even expect replacements for these members. I'm serious.

It's just an expression, don't take it too seriously.

It's not because you're being killed; you have no choice. It's because players are simply presented with a fait accompli: "You're going to die, you can't escape (I came up with an excuse and tied you to the bed) in any way, except for the unwillingness of other players' characters to kill you (and they have no reason to, besides, they can just send other guys after you)." I don't see the point in playing when such conditions arise. The very reason for the killing also raises serious concerns. You know what I mean.

COME HERE, YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH. I WILL SLAP YOUR SHIT, MOTHERFUCKER. FUCKING SCAM. YOU CAN'T KILL ME, SCAM. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK. I WILL KILL YOU WITH PLEASURE, MOTHERFUCKER, SCAM. COME HERE. LET'S FIGHT, FUCK. SCAM. SHIT.

Vova was born in the capital of the great Tirian Empire – Tsarigrad, but don't envy him just yet, as he was born into a commoner's family. And although his life is in no way comparable to that of ordinary citizens of other provinces, he always believed that he deserved more, that he was destined for a different life. His father worked as a servant for a nobleman, cleaning his shoes, helping him dress, and making his bed – and he was proud of his position. "If my father, your grandfather, could see me now," he would say to Vladimir, "he wouldn't believe that it's possible to rise so high. It's a pity he died at the age of 46 from cirrhosis of the liver." After these words, Vova clearly understood what he wanted to become. He wanted to be a police officer. Why exactly? A young man who doesn't want to work for a master and has no money in his pocket doesn't have many options – the police, the army, or a craft. The latter was immediately ruled out, as in Vova's eyes, it was just another form of working for a master, and in the army, there was too much risk of dying without ever rising above the rank of private – so the police remained, or, as it was called by the people, the "mentura." How much meaning was in that word for Vladimir... He began his career as a simple patrol officer, spending his days writing fines for illegal parking and jaywalking. This could have continued for many more years, and Vova's dreams of a good life would have withered before they even had a chance to bloom, if not for a chance encounter – a large-scale operation to capture a gang of criminals was carried out in his patrol area, and ordinary patrol officers were brought in to support the "Alpha" unit, which was conducting the operation. And he was lucky once again – it was his bullet that killed the notorious crime boss, Tokha the Fat. For this, he received praise from his superiors, an immediate promotion, but most importantly, career advancement. Now he was an investigative officer in the criminal investigation department, and this promised many opportunities. His superiors could not help but admire their decision to appoint Vova to this position – he immediately began to solve many cases that had previously been considered hopeless, personally participating in arrests involving risks to his health, and much more. What they didn't know was that Vladimir knew exactly where it was safe to make an arrest and where it wasn't, who could be framed, and who should only be threatened, who to extort money from, and who to do a favor for – and therefore, he always had enough money. Of course, this couldn't continue indefinitely, but when Vova was caught, the officer who uncovered his dark dealings didn't report him to his superiors. Instead, he transferred him to his unit – the "Alpha" unit. Every police officer in Tsarigrad had heard of this unit. Many ordinary citizens of Tiria had heard of it. It was an elite police unit for fighting particularly dangerous criminals. Special privileges. Special assignments. Only a special attitude from those around him. It was everyone's dream... Vladimir gladly accepted the offer and soon began intensive training for service in "Alpha." Recently, one of the medics in the unit had died, so Vova was trained as a close-quarters combat specialist (using firearms, of course) and a field medic. There were also rumors of a reform of the police forces – supposedly, from September 1262, energy weapons would be introduced into the police, but they needed to be trained to use them now. As a member of the elite unit, Vovan was also trained in this. Several months passed in happy service, when suddenly Vladimir's personal utopia was cruelly shattered. Vova received a warning from a pretty employee of the Internal Security Service, whom he was considering marrying, that there was a rat in the ranks of "Alpha" and it was too late to try to get rid of it – only he could save himself. As soon as he learned that everything was about to end, he immediately bought a ticket to Nevermore, took his standard-issue weapon – a pistol and an assault rifle – and all his cash (he didn't dare sell his property – every minute could be fatal), and within a few hours, he was comfortably traveling on an express train from Tsarigrad to Nevermore. Upon arriving in the technological capital, Vladimir learned that the "Alpha" unit had been disbanded, and its former employees were charged with the following: 43 cases of robbery, 29 cases of extortion, 31 cases of smuggling, 68 cases of abuse of power, 12 cases of torture with aggravating circumstances (torture of prisoners), 6 cases of premeditated murder, 1 (one) case of attempted murder of a law enforcement officer resulting in his death, and the organization of a criminal community. Shrugging his shoulders, he decided to look for a new job – and learned that Thant Technologies was looking for new employees. Characteristics: Strength (Health) – 9 Dexterity – 12 Speed – 10 Intelligence – 7 Willpower – 12 Perception – 13 Perks: Keen Eye. Triples the chance of inflicting critical damage. Stubborn: +3 willpower, immunity to immobilization effects. Mongoose: +3 dexterity, the character receives 5 units of evasion for each unit of dexterity instead of 2. Skills: Ranged Combat. Accuracy +20, evasion (ranged combat) +20. – Assault Rifle. Accuracy +20, firing speed and range +50%. – Skill in using energy weapons. – Rapid Fire (activated skill). Accuracy is reduced by half, evasion is increased by three. Military Training. Evasion +25, health +100. – Sprint. Movement speed +10. Medicine. +3 intelligence. – First Aid (restores 25% of lost health, disinfects wounds, etc.). – Doctor (restores 75% of lost health, allows for complex operations). Requires knowledge of first aid. Religion: Tirian Church: +1 to all characteristics, +1 perk. Inventory: Standard-issue weapon of excellent quality: pistol and domestically produced assault rifle. Cash accumulated during his service (minus real estate, bank accounts, and the price of the ticket).

It's not because you're being killed, but because you have no choice. The players are simply presented with a fait accompli: "You're going to die, you can't escape (I came up with an excuse and tied you to the bed) in any way, except for the unwillingness of other players' characters to kill you (and they have no reason to, besides, they can just send other guys after you)." I don't see the point in playing when such conditions arise. The very reason for the killing also raises serious concerns. You know what I mean.

You could have avoided the operation; you knew, even from metagaming, that hard times were coming.
Arandor was also presented with the fact of his death, and he didn't complain (much).

There was no mention of such a long operation time before, Revan didn't warn about it, and it was implied that the implants would be installed quickly (we had the opportunity to do so before the mission, for example).
Arandor's situation is somewhat different, although it's also a stretch if you think about it. No chance. Now I understand Arandor better.

Nevermore was quite different from Constantinople, but Vladimir Konovalov probably wouldn't feel out of place here, as this city offered him numerous opportunities, far more than he had back home. The first event happened to him even before he reached Tant Technologies. A luxurious car stopped right in front of him, the door opened, and someone's hand beckoned him inside.

"They don't exactly offer a warm welcome here!" Vovan exclaimed aloud, then approached the open door and sat inside, leaving the door open and one leg outside. "Good day, sir, would you like to discuss something?" Basically, I'm checking out the car and the people inside.

Inside, a tall young man, around twenty-five years old, sat with a laptop on his knees and glasses on his eyes (which could be considered quite strange, as people these days preferred to use contact lenses or pay for vision correction). His gaze was focused on the work he was doing on the computer. — Vladimir Konovalov, former member of "Alpha," you are fleeing from Tyria to avoid punishment. Are you interested in money, other material benefits, and a good and interesting job? Decide quickly.

"They have some interesting characters living here,"
- he replied, sticking his foot inside and slamming the door shut.

As soon as Vladimir closed the door behind him, the car immediately started moving.
— You can consider yourself lucky: out of all the people not involved in the affairs of local organizations, our computer system decided that you are the most suitable for a task that requires immediate execution. It requires some discretion, but we have already prepared all the necessary equipment, — the young man nodded towards the bag that was lying next to him. — You don't have to worry about payment, and in addition, if you successfully complete the assignment, you can expect an invitation from us for a permanent job. What do you say?

-The first question is, who am I working for? I haven't had time to familiarize myself with the local organizations yet, but I would still like to know who my employer is. The second question is, please specify the amount of payment. And the third, most important question is, what does the task consist of?

— Asode. Sixty thousand rhens for completing this task. The objective of your mission is to infiltrate an enemy building and discreetly extract two individuals. At least one.

-Sounds interesting. What equipment will I be provided with? How discreetly must the operation be carried out? Can I do it disguised, say, as a civilian, or must I remain unseen by anyone? Should the infiltration be carried out without bloodshed and destruction, or with the elimination of all witnesses? I would like to get a more specific idea of the details of the operation, in short. It can be done while maintaining the anonymity of all those involved.