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[Character Name] Zoran Lazarević
[Canon] Uncharted 2: Among Thieves
[Point Taken from Canon] Post Death

[Age] Mid fifties... 56ish?
[Gender] ALL MAN
[Sexual Orientation] Hetero

[Eye Color] Brown
[Hair Color] Bald
[Height] 6'6
[Other] Technically he's scared on the right side of his face badly, part of his ear deformed and everything, but right before he's killed it's all healed due to magic tree sap. Yup. His icons will still show the scar though.
[Clothing] He's so pretty.

Rest under the cut. )
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[Age] 24
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[Other characters currently played] None!

[Character name] Zoran Lazarević
[Age] Mid fifties (never specified in game)
[Canon] Uncharted 2: Among Thieves
[Point in time taken from canon] End of Chapter 26, post death.

Rest of app behind this link: )
givenomercy: All made by <user site="livejournal.com" user="ronsencock"> (DRAAAAAAAAAAAAKE)
[The video is on but there's darkness, breathing can be heard and the slight sound of walking. It's like this for a moment as someone seems to be getting their barrings. Finally the video changes, bright light then pink as fingers close around the dreamberry, obscuring the view.]

I want your positions and I want them now!

[Who he's talking to is not specified, whoever it is is obviously suppose to know already. He waits, breath loud as the dreamberry is right near his mouth, the dreamberry he thinks is his radio from back on Earth. It looks the same except it now has a screen and the front of it can slide open to show more buttons, not that he's noticed yet.]

I repeat I want positions of any survivors!

[He doesn't care if they lived, but hey, he'd need someone for the big ugly purple guys to aim at. Better his men than him. He's still trying to work out how he's in one piece and not dead. Details he'd worry about later.]
givenomercy: All made by <user site="livejournal.com" user="ronsencock"> (>8|)
[Voice | Accidental]

-- make sure they are still secure. I do not need either of them getting free and causing problems.

[Oh what's this? A conversation not meant to be heard that is. There is someone speaking back at Lazarevic, but not close enough to hear anything but mute muttering.]

I think this little arrangement will go along well enough, he is not so stupid that he'll deny what I have to offer. He has no choice, I won't give him o-- [A pause. And fumbling static. Someone realized their communicator was turned on.]

Faulty hardware and nothing bette--

[And he's already turned it off. Now what could that have been about?]
givenomercy: All made by <user site="livejournal.com" user="ronsencock"> (Little man is Drake)
[Voice | English]

A shame that obvious untruth concerning our leaving Discedo could not have been the opposite. I think we all tire of the endless nonsense.

Though it seems the most common thing anyone can bother to discuss are the coming and going of individuals here. Why not spend the time we have so much of finding our own way out? Waiting till these Scientists send us home is waste, it is giving up!

Settling for what they give us will only give them the satisfaction of having trained us as docile mice for whatever maze they have planned for us.

How pathetic that sounds, hm?

[... someone felt talkative today. He was in a good mood, one could wonder why~]
givenomercy: All made by <user site="livejournal.com" user="ronsencock"> (Do not fuck with me)
[Video |  English]

I don't think you understand who you are dealing with, but mark my words, when I find you. I will kill you. Slowly.

[Larazevic had spent some time looking around, trying to get a hold of his men via the radio he had on him with no luck. After finding this communicator in his vest, he set about figuring out what to do with it. After tearing the little 'use this' note in half that is. He'd found himself wandering through an area with what seemed to be shops... ruined shops to be exact. Some sort of war zone perhaps? Not at all unusual to him.]

I have no time for this!

[He growls angrily, more to himself before turning the communicator off.]

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