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Broke a guitar string after trying to learn this song. He was a good string...

Помните сталкеров, оставайтесь Чики Брики. Можно вывести Сталкера из Зоны, но никогда не вывести Зону из Сталкера.

If anyone wants to listen to a real story of my life, feel free. Come sit by the fire, grab some vodka, the sausages are nearly done. When I was 14, I was a lonely kid. I live in the middle of nowhere in East Anglia, South eastern UK. and when you don't have many friends that leads to playing alot of games. One night, I was playing dayZ when I came across this kid. So I started to talk to him. He was from Sweden, about the same age as me, and we stayed with each other that whole wipe. We then both got into ark, and played that for the next 6 months. One day he told me he was going to buy stalker, and I said I would too. So we both played through stalker at the same time, and it was one of my favorite memories. We had a good routine where I was usually online more than him, because he lived on a farm so when he got home from school he would have to do some work, like feeding the animals, watering crops, things like that. One day, he wasn't online at his usual time. I thought he got in trouble, and he was banned for the night. This happened pretty often, but he'd text me usually. This night he didn't. He was off the next night too. I was getting a little worried, but I trusted that he'd be back. Then the whole week, then two weeks, then three. Eventually he came back on, but it wasn't him. His voice sounded higher, younger, until I realized it was his little brother telling me he passed away in a car crash with his mom. That was on June 1st, 2021. 3 years ago today. It's pretty funny to think about it, some kid silently crying his eyes out in a forest, listening to this song. That's why I'm here, just thinking about him, and the fun times we had playing stalker in a discord call together. Those late night chats, about the deepest secrets you have. He is a funny guy, but serious and comforting when you need him to be. The perfect friend. I'd do anything to talk to him again. Sometimes I feel like he's here, with me, silently watching. He might be now, he might not be, I don't know. I hope he is though. I'd say he was a good stalker but that feels to me like I'm saying he died. He isn't dead, not yet because a stalker is only dead when he is forgotten. And I will never forget him. The zone is cruel, my friends. It sucks the life out of you, and fills you with despair, sickness and radiation instead. Sometimes I really hope this is just an elaborate prank that he's pulling. He does do a lot of jokes and pranks, and maybe one day, he will join that voice channel again. Miss you, Leo. Thanks for reading my story, sausages are done now. Grab one or two, and pick up the guitar if youre any good. I've gotta load up my akm mags, and some music would be nice.

This still holds me after Al the years any one still left

This video is a great big campfire: - the comments are people telling stories - the likes in each comment is a drink or something to eat we all share - Always when i feel kind of desorientated i come back to this video, not other of this song but this extended version, theres always new comments (stalkers) but the old ones keep still make me get orientated in some way. - This video (campfire) can be long or short but all we know is that sooner or later we have to leave this campfire and keep going our personal travel From the bottom of my heart i hope you can find what you are looking for in the zone ♥

You recover a ziplock bag with two pieces of paper inside a body in an old mine shaft, Red Forest. It details a Rookie's first day in the zone. October 8th, 2010 "Its my first day in the zone today, and with all the stuff I bought, I barely have enough money for an extra pair of socks. All I could muster up was an old medkit, some bandages, a pda, and a pistol with around 5 loads in it. As soon as the Commander of the Checkpoint let me go off to the Rookie Village, I was on my own. I thought that maybe my respirator would have alot more value here, so I decided to sell it to Sidorovich. However the bastard only gave me 900 rubles and another 8 rounds of 9x18. I can't really do anything about it, the deed is done, so I decided to get some jobs to make up the money I lost. I accepted a job on getting a shipment, and he coaxed me into killing any bandit I saw. Apparently, they are the thugs of the zone, so I have been told. A man outside of the fat mans bunker with a machine gun, gave me a job to escort some tourists to a spot near a railway bridge, and kill some stuff. I've never killed anyone, or anything, but I decided to toughen up and take on the job. I hope it might be like those giant mutated pigs I saw earlier, they looked easy to kill. However, what I saw horrified me, husks of people is all I could describe. Their jaws hanging low, and then next thing you know, a skinny rotting looking one just started to rush at me. Limbs dangling about side to side as I felt some sort of weird energy from within me. I could hear some sort of voice for a brief moment, calling to me. Luckily though, the tourists jumped up in their shoes, and started shooting the thing. The others though were as equally as terrifying in looks. It looked like they were factory workers, some speaking Ukrainian, others Russian. God, their moans of pain, I hated it. How they just beg you to help them, how they are hungry. There was even an old woman, asking me if I wanted cookies, before trying to lunge at me. I killed atleast five or six of them, I think. I thought the coast was clear, but the next thing i knew, some sort of gasmask sound began to echo from a nearby tunnel. Then, it just leaped out at me, letting out a growl and swiping at me! I shot it twice in the face, before it went limp, and the second one that came right after, I think ran off. I hobbled my way back, my leg fucked up and the two tourists about left me behind going back to the village. I got back to the village, thank god, and got my pay, about 9,000 rubles! But, that was short lived, and I had to buy a bunch of medical supplies.. Sidorovich said that if I forked over 5,000 rubles, he would give me a stash full of medical supplies, since he "felt bad." Although I wouldn't think that a business man would lie to his customers, I felt something was off about it. However he is my only real contact in here, so I took a risk and forked it over. He let me have the stash coordinates, told me how to use some features on my PDA, and sent me on my way. I walked at a good pace, until getting to this grain silo looking area, nearby where I was earlier. The bandage that I put on was starting to get stale, and I needed to change it soon. However to my luck and blessing, Sidorovich did not disappoint. I was able to find a blue zip up bag, full of goodies. Some morphine, a proper medkit, although with just a single syrette, and a sewing kit. I decided to change the bandage again, with the one I found in this little medical bag, and move over to somewhere safer, since I heard some gunfire near the railway bridge. I am at a carpark or something like that, and I discovered some weird anomaly by a crashed truck, it sucked in the bolt when I threw it in. To be fair, I played with it a light bit, until I ran out of bolts. I managed to look around, and propped up a board on a stone wall and decided to head up in the roof of some building. The place where I was looked barely visited, and luckily, some sort of concealment was there, so neither mutants or hopefully people won't find me. The adrenaline that was in my system by now was wearing down, and I am real damn thankful for the morphine.. Luckily, probably some lousy bandit, left his bottle of vodka that was already here, probably had a friend toss it up here as a prank and I managed to use that as a makeshift disinfectant. The syrette was lucky to have its only user be me, for now, so I shouldn't get any diseases from it, I hope. So, after an hour, I think, I managed to patch up the wound properly.. I'm not a doctor, and I just hope it doesn't leave that big of a scar. My mom would kill me if she knew I bribed one of my uncle's friends to go out in the zone. Maybe I can give her a gift, for her 43rd birthday, maybe a necklace made out of fangs? Actually, maybe some beads. Thats what i'll do, I'll make her beads out of every animal I find here, and soon, I will get out of here before christmas, and in February, I give her a big gift of beads! I wish I could talk to her, see her smile, and my sister too. I should get enough money from jobs here, so I can get her a 2002 Mercedes Convertible, or something.. Maybe i'll see about sending her a letter, go to the red forest, and take some pictures. I suppose I will see what the zone brings me. Tommorow is another day." The current year is 2018. You turn the body to view its face. It is a sinner, killed just only 2 hours ago presumably. "Little Mercedes, Master, Sin. Reputation: Terrible." Is viewed on a busted up and considerably outdated PDA model. Multiple beads are discovered worn around his neck, after pushing up a rather thick beard, and angling back the bodie's neck, showing years worth of dirt and grime, spotted all over his neck, the beads likely the cleanest thing on him. You dare not to unveil the cloth mask covering his face, and to confirm that this was indeed the very same person, you lifted up his pant leg, revealing a deep scar on his calf, seemingly still infected, even after all this time. It makes you question if Sinners really always were monsters to start off with. Are all of them Stalkers, seemingly lost to the zone? How did they end up so deformed, hedious, yet at the same time, seemingly super human? Is this what happens to those you visit the wish granter, as the legends say? The answer to your question falls on deaf ears. You have your own task to do. To reach the Wish Granter. Perhaps it will have the answers for all this madness, murder, worship, and greed..

де смерть, там є життя. you are all good stalkers

Разработчик Сталкера Владимир Ежов год назад погиб под Бахмутом.😓💪

i am waiting for STALKER 2, while listening to this fire melody

I feel like i should find more about this because of these songs, since i have no idea what STALKER is 😅

This is perfect from my religion Kahoot

My great grandmother died today, her favorite song sounded like this, she survived through world war 2 the cold war and the singing revolution, she made it to america not to long ago and vrought her children, those children gave grand children then great grand children and even great great grandchildren, then yesterday she got to weak to walk and fell, she probably sustained brain hemorrhaging then she died today at what we think was 2 am, we found her cold at 4 am she died peacefully in her sleep... I miss you great grandma, you will always be the best grandma ever

Lloro por el mundo que una vez conocí , lloro por la nostalgia de mi dulce pasado , lloro porque mi vista solo ve matices de un mismo gris , grito porque cargo con mi tumba que me encierra , pero lloro porque la vida mía no será la misma que ayer .

Hey man, 2024, I'm still here, drinking vodka, and I'll never forget the adventure thru Chernobyl.

Priwet Stalker

anyone know where the background image comes from?

Ah yes. The zone. Through its ups and downs. Its our home. Our evil and our good. Were bonded like brothers here in the zone.. so to all my fellow stalkers out there. I raise a glsss of GSC Vodka

Comrade Apartje. He was a good stalker.😢😢☹️🙁😢😭😭😭😭

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I need the 10h version of this masterpiece

May the Zone take you last, but eventually, she will take you, as she has taken many before you or me

I always find myself going back to stalker games, either the original, the anomaly or the EFP modpack. I also always find myself coming back here, to this very video, reading fellow stalkers comments. I really do enjoy it, perhaps its the best and friendliest community out there, it sure is the friendliest I've ever encountered. So, my friends who may stumble upon this comment, I wish you fortune and a very good day ahead of you. See you in the ZONE, stalkers.

Would it be possible to upload it in sections and then create a public playlist?

I unironically love this video so much.

Log 15: "My S.T.A.L.K.E.R. brethren, I am going to go to Chernobyl, the brain scorcher is disabled, Strelok.. that Devil.. he.. he died today. And the miracle machine is disabled again, another stalker brother disabled it, he's from here in the cordon, don't know where he went. I got the fully calibrated psy- protector on so I should be fine for a little bit if I am needed to go to the miracle machine again, as long as I still have a contract for the ecologists which is going to end soon, thank the lord, is terrible. I have to get some artifacts for some cash, it ain't paying well, got me some rusted up gear, well not literally, just some lightly used gear, I patched 'em up. I hope it goes well, I got some other legendary stalkers with me, a certain Ghost, Fang, and Doctor, they said in honor of Streloks death, they'd help me. I got enough for a month. One last Oorah before I go! OOORAH!" End of log

who needs alarms, I'll listen to this until i have to go in 1 hour

i dont know what stalker is but this song is a good song and id like to know what stalker is about because of it

KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!! KAHOOT VULT !!!

Take a guitar to bakhmut an play this song, you will have russians and ukrainians alike coming over and slav squatting together around the firebarrell opening vodka bottles. Thats how "different" they are. stop killing each other over minor areas of the zone.

This hits hard.

I am sitting here crying. I have only played all the Metro games but since the end of Metro Exodus I really know what it's like to be a Stalker. Not knowing if you will be alive to see another day....or your loved ones. Death makes live valuable but it's also scary. Living in The Zone forming the deepest of connections with your fellow comrades knowing full well this could be the last drink, the last melodyad the last campfire you ever see. It enables you to enjoy it even more but knowing that it might be your last is also terrifying. There is no time for dreams for the future as you will most likely have none and seeing the pain and the acceptance in your comrades eyes is the worst thing. Seeing there dreams being crushed by a deadly wound and there calls for help is horrible. In the end you can only carry their memories and patch. So is death really so bad? Would you rather die or be the last one to live? In the end a flower will mark your grave telling everyone "he was a good stalker" Now rest easy my friend and enjoy this moment to its fullest as it might be the last time you will feel true happiness.

My son's bedtime song looks like he'll be wandering the zone like his old man.

слава Володимир "Fresh" Єжов

i just started playing stalker anomaly today. I spawned in rookie village, cordon. There was a man named fanatic, he was a tutorial character. he taught me how to kill the boars, how to avoid anomalies and find treasures. but on our way back, we got jumped by a cat. i tried to shoot the cat with my sawed off toz but i hit fanatic instead. he died. i killed the cat and took fanatic's patch and headed back to rookie village. I was dwelling on it the whole way. When i got back, they opened fire on me for killing fanatic. I didn't mean it. There were so many at rookie village that were firing at me. But i did what i had to. Hip, Wolf, Fanatic, and everyone that was at rookie village aside from sidorvich was now dead. I have their blood on my hands. everyone hates me, all factions shoot me on sight. I did not mean to kill fanatic.

With each replay one mere comment read. Each cycle makes me closer to the zone. It's a trap you just don't try to set yourself free.

I keep coming back to this song whenever im sad or having a particularly shit day. It dosent make me feel happier it just makes me feel, idk just like a friend is next to me, grants me comfort i guess. Good song

This pool is so fucking cinematic

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This remind me about the zombified stalker. They has a life before this, a daughter, a family,... all of this before psy-storm. Their memory was wiped or they just stuck inside a prison called body... the best thing to do is just put an end to their misery.

Is this Kiwami? (And, if so, is it 2 or 1?)

hey man, hope all is good with you, I know at least I'll be here waiting and until then laugh and smile when you meet each new day.

I’ve just be doing nothing, but listening to this for 30 minutes

Double speed for Matadormusic

I don't even knew about Stalker and found this video It's just beautiful

A summer lasts forever Depending on your age Is there one you still remember That you swear left you changed Perhaps tied to a person Or maybe a place Blood on the pavement

When I remember I have no one

i had fought for almost 2 days game time, i had burned the monolith from they're foxholes and purged the brain scorcher, i had fired almost a thousand rounds of mixed 5.56/5.45 consumed almost a hospitals worth of meds, i was weary and overloaded and my exo was shredded the mask shattered, what should of been a clear road had regained its monolith garrison wiht a pseudogiant to boot, through blind luck and with only 40 rounds to my name i somehow made it through to the army warehouses and as i limped home i was set upon by a pack of dogs, laid on a car roof bleeding out with no ammo i knew my journey was done, then they came 3 of them full sprint aks running red hot, the group i had escorted through hell in the start of my playthrough a lifetime ago had came for me in my hour of need they took up the mantle of being my bodyguards and friends for the rest of my travels, the day each one fell in my defense was every single one a day ill never forget, its only a game, but it touches our souls in a way that cant be described or replicated