#vassili

Frankenstein's Army (2013)

Sergei played by Joshua Sasse

Ivan played by Hon Ping Tang

Vassili played by Andrei Zayats

Stealing apples season is coming~

Vassili: In...the fridge?

Our latest submission comes from a familiar face around the Dirty Bomb Discord and the Steam Community, especially the Arts tab! Here's the first Act of The Spanish Inquisition's favorite ship:

Houseguests    by The Spanish Inquisition

Act 1:

The apartment building stood high into the evening sky.  People in the London suburbs were just as accustomed to it as to the yellow dome in the distance, under which lay the contaminated zone.

What drew them out this evening was the giant flame shooting out of two windows on the third floor. Around the apartment stood a crowd of spectators, held back by CDA officers in black and green policelike uniforms, who separated the people from a dozen firefighters.

One of them, the Chief Inspector of the CDA police force, stepped in front of a woman holding a camera and an obscenely large microphone.

He adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat, then he stated in a routined fashion:

“Dear general public. Please don’t be alarmed. My officers, in close cooperation with the local fire department can assure you that the explosion in this very building, (he pointed back over his shoulder), was NOT tied to any of the attacks on central London. No “Dirty Bombs” or any similar devices were used. It seems like a household accident. No bodies were discovered yet but to know for sure we…..”

As he continued to calm the people with his trained monotone not one of the many people in the street noticed the small camera, which detached itself off a lamppost and flew into a nearby alley…

The S.N.I.T.C.H. landed directly in Aimee´s open handbag, followed by the tablet that she used to watch the devices recordings.

She turned and slapped Proxy maybe a bit harder than usual.

“Oi what was that for?” Proxy asked whilst trying to regain balance.

“You just blew up my appartement! I told you to be careful with your stupid mines!”

“Its not like I knew you couldn’t put those in the dishwasher…”

“I told you before we went! Why would you even wash…”

“Maybe its harder for me to remember after SOMEONE poked me eye out!”

“You always use this excuse for tout! Its not like I asked you to shoot my boss…”

*About 24 minutes later*

“Roight. So we both are equally responsible.”

“Did you even listen to me?”

“Might have lost you after “excuse” or summin…”

Aimee started to breathe slowly, just like Sawbonez showed her after she almost scalped Kira for bread related reasons.

“Guess we´ll get back into the zone and crash in the barracks.”

“Non! Never! I need a proper bathroom. Phantome left his stupid scribblings all over the walls. And there is that sticky spot on the floor…”

“Yea that ones from before your time…”

Both shivered

“Well I know some of the guys live around London. How´s about we ask one of them?

…

Oh Stoker´s is a few blocks away!”

“Non… He isn’t home…”

“How do you know?”

She pulled the S.N.I.T.C.H. out of her pocket and swung it before Proxy´s eye. Aimee knew Proxy wasn’t fond of this.

“I saw him in the crowd. You know how he is when he spots a fire somewhere…”

“Bugger… He´ll be there all night…”

2 minutes of hard thinking later Proxy snapped her fingers loudly.

“Vassili!”

“Ugh…”

“Oh come on… He isn’t that bad.  

…

He CAN be a bit weird at times.

…

Stop looking at me like that. We´ll ask him.”

They walked through the cold evening-turning-night in silence. Big CDA posters warned people of the consequences of scavenging in the zone underneath the containment shield.

Suddenly Aimee grabbed Proxy´s arm.

“What if he has one of these things Phantom once brought into the base… You know this pillow with a drawing of a …”

Proxy snorted and shoved Aimee jokingly. Meanwhile Aimee put on her hood and started shivering a bit more.

“Oi!” Proxy exclaimed and rammed her elbow into Aimee´s ribs. She pointed at a nearby bus stop. On the bench sat a lonely figure in a blue jacket.

“YO VAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!!!” Proxy began running to the bus stop waving her arms. Aimee considered turning around to see if she couldn’t find shelter in the burned out building.

Vassili, startled by that much enthusiasm at such a late hour, almost dropped his phone.

“I…”

Proxy jumped onto the seat next to him and slapped him on the shoulder.

“Oi oi! Uhm… Me and Aims we are in k…” She felt Aimee´s hand on her shoulder.

“We need a place to… stay? For this night ONLY.”

Vassili almost dropped his phone again.

“So… that’s…. your place?”

He showed them the chat on his phone. It was between him and Stoker. It showed lots of shaky pictures of a burning building, firemen in their uniforms and a CDA officer reaching out to stop the photoshoot.

“Oh hey yea that’s it. Did you know that you can’t wash moines? Like…”

“Can we stay or not?…. You do have a guestroom…. TWO guestrooms, right?”

Proxy frowned

“I guess so but…”

“SWEET. SLEEEEEEEEPOVEEEEEER”

Proxy hooked them both into her arms, choking any opposition.

“Sleepover. …”