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Achievement |
Points |
Unlocked |
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Diary: Patched up and ready to go |
1.12 | 01/11/2015 21:52:53 |
| What good fortune, not only we managed to dress these critical wounds, but they are healing nicely. Someone must be praying for us. |
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Diary: Back from the brink |
0.93 | 01/11/2015 20:49:06 |
| With just kind words and deeds, we helped one of us survive the darkest depression that can kill just as dead as a bullet. |
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Epilogue: We made it! |
0.94 | 01/11/2015 16:10:18 |
| In the beginning, we didn't hope we'll all make it. So many died. And yet we're still here. This surely means something... right? |
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Diary: We Made A Stand |
0.89 | 01/11/2015 16:03:17 |
| The bandits came in packs like dogs driven mad with hunger. We beat them back every night. And everyone survived. A miracle. |
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Diary: We Have Wintered |
0.89 | 01/11/2015 11:57:38 |
| The winter's gone. The freeze is over. We made it through... everyone made it! Amazing. |
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Epilogue: War is over |
0.85 | 01/10/2015 15:05:59 |
| The dogs of war have been raging insanely all around for so long. Too long for many. But I survived and I hope I am not the only one. |
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Diary: Miraculous recovery |
1.31 | 01/10/2015 13:38:11 |
| This recovery from a grave illness proves that medicines work miracles. Or perhaps some of us have really robust immune systems. |
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Diary: We've been everywhere |
0.89 | 01/09/2015 01:09:20 |
| We've combed through all the neighborhood, it's harder and harder to find anything useful. This war can't end soon enough. |
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Diary: Effing Snow |
0.65 | 01/09/2015 00:45:45 |
| Fucking snow. It buried half of the city so deep that we can't get there. No point waiting for the snow plows... |
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Note: Distilled gold |
0.59 | 01/08/2015 22:20:18 |
| We finally managed to distill some moonshine. In a city under siege food and alcohol are always in high demand. |
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Note: Creature comforts |
0.57 | 01/06/2015 23:40:37 |
| Our place is starting to resemble a proper home. Let's furnish it so we can live in a relative comfort, it keeps the spirits up. |
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Diary: Day 7 |
0.37 | 01/06/2015 22:53:47 |
| It's been seven days since we holed up here. Death is all around, but we've been lucky to keep everyone alive - so far... |
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Note: Bless the radio |
0.40 | 01/06/2015 21:56:46 |
| The radio is useful beyond expectations. We get the news and it's so good to be reminded of normal life and the wide world. |
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Note: Doubled the watch |
0.52 | 01/05/2015 22:44:47 |
| It's crucial to secure our place against night intruders. Two persons watching out for thieves can also watch out for each other. |
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Diary: Hostel's open! |
0.43 | 01/05/2015 22:41:57 |
| We have now enough beds for everybody - that is, everybody but the one that has to go out and search for stuff. |
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Diary: First blood |
0.41 | 01/05/2015 21:40:42 |
| One of us survived our first brush with violent death. We hope against all odds there will be no more encounters like that. |
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Diary: Traces of lives |
0.42 | 01/05/2015 21:38:20 |
| Every building we visit has a story to tell. I'm wondering sometimes what kind of story we'll leave behind... |
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Diary: Finished ransacking |
0.35 | 01/05/2015 21:32:21 |
| We've explored every nook and cranny of our abode and there's nothing useful left to find. We must venture outside. |
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Diary: Shooting for five stars |
0.36 | 01/05/2015 21:05:17 |
| For the first time since we wound up here all of us ate a hot meal. Let's not get accustomed yet. |
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Note: A bit of indulgence |
0.31 | 01/05/2015 20:19:41 |
| For the first time we all indulged our addictions. It keeps the spirits up, and damn the health issues, we can die tonight anyway. |
