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I remember I once had bad luck, dying with 2 pretty great guns. Both times I found my bodies, all my food and gear was on me, and the guns... and none of the magazines. No one took my NVGs, bags, or anything. Just ammo.

Silly like, "Haha look at that street performer!" or silly like, "God dammit Gerald! I said stop licking windows!" ?

WARNING! This story is a little... odd, compared to my others. If you're easily disgusted and/or sickened by read content, do not proceed; moderate language and graphic scenes are in the story. Jackson walked along the Golden Gate quietly, his hands in his pockets. He had expected more cars to choke the bridge, and zombies shuffling between. He was unfortunate and extremely lucky on both counts; the few cars that got past the military roadblocks had mostly driven off into the water. One had a survival knife and some beef jerky. He rested in the rear cabin, ignoring the dead couple in the front. The key had rusted into the ignition of every car, leaving them undriveable. Not like they had any fuel anyway, he thought pessimistically. It was around the halfway point that Jackson noticed some boxes piled up, blocking half the bridge. A concrete roadblock protected the legs of a man with a hunting rifle, who was trained on Jackon's chest. "You've gotta be kidding me," he mumbled as he raised his hands. The man shouted at Jackson to drop any weapons he had and approach the stand. Obediently and begrudgingly, he did so. "Hello. It's your lucky day," Mr. Rifle said bluntly. "How so?" "I'm not going to shoot you. The last man we tried to hold up left us two men short. Now it's just Vazquez and Robin and I. We need another hand. Are you good with a rifle?" "Yeah, I guess." "Then put your hands down and come around." Jackson walked around the barricades. There was an opening in the back. He'd heard rumors of bandits patrolling major intersections and interstates, preying on the unsuspecting. With Jackson's luck, however, he'd managed to find himself sitting in a lawn chair with a Ruger across his lap. Two hours after he arrived, another man was spotted on the bridge. Mr. Rifle, who turned out to be one Sir Reginald Matthew, raised his rifle and fired, much less polite than he had been with Jackson. The man in the street turned and ran, getting out of range before Matthew could cycle his bolt. "You idiot," Jackson said, standing up. "That's not how you rob someone!" Having been a career criminal before the apocalypse, Jackson felt entitled to his opinion. "You got to lure them in, act friendly. Then shoot them. Next time, let me try it." The next day, after a small breakfast, Jackson sat behind the barricade. Someone was spotted. "Hey man! You friendly? Yeah, you! Don't worry, I'm not gonna shoot! You want some Mountain Dew? I've got Mountain Dew!" The man, quite thirsty from his travels, came quickly. Matthew shot him dead. "Vazquez, Robin! Search his body. Vazquez? Robin?" Matthew, bewildered, looked around for his friend. They were missing. "Mr. Jackson...?" Jackson laughed and wiped his knife on his sleeve. "Did you know that Vazquez liked Mountain Dew? Did you know Robin liked Mountain Dew?" He asked, sardonically. "Do you know how much I like Mountain Dew? I like it a lot. Do you like Mountain Dew, Matthew? You know Matthew sounds like Mountain Dew." With a quick thrust, Jackson drove his knife into Matthew's stomach, then shoved him with a great heave to the edge of the bridge. "I killed them last night, then hang their bodies just after breakfast." Matthew, in horror, looked over the railing of the bridge. His murderous friends swung in small circles, Robin by her ankle and Vazquez by his neck. He felt a rope tighten around his neck. Jason kicked him in the back and threw him over the rail, holding him by the feet. "Do you think there's Mountain Dew in hell, Matthew?" Matthew lived long enough to feel his neck stretch three inches, and feel the tear of his shoulders. He blacked out. Jackson wiped his knife off again, and walked away, whistling. "Dew the Dew, motherfucking bandits." === Thank you for reading. If you liked this, try my other stories: http://dayzmod.com/forum/index.php?/topic/131805-2-years-to-dayz/ http://dayzmod.com/forum/index.php?/topic/132014-another-dayz-short-story-the-bambi-rescue-crew-part-2-socialism-and-wild-animals/ http://dayzmod.com/forum/index.php?/topic/131927-another-dayz-short-story-the-bambi-rescue-crew-part-1-the-intro/ http://dayzmod.com/forum/index.php?/topic/131699-another-dayz-short-story-the-foreigners-part-1/ http://dayzmod.com/forum/index.php?/topic/131904-another-dayz-short-story-the-foreigners-part-2/

I have a youtube video coming out in 147 minutes that's kind of a short story with music. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_82DOgIM08&feature=youtu.be

Riiight... Why are they being called flares? Those were SMOKE grenades. SMOKE grenades make smoke. Thus, SMOKE grenades.

I have photographic memory, too. The only problem is, the "Center" of my mental map is Devil's Castle. I basically have to go there to figure out what direction everything is in.

And make music that fits the stor? :)

The left side of the map should say "Bandit camps," too. I'm sorry I left that out. WIP :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jh2FQAYsYA or a creepy song I can't find.

These are firestations http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GD1MSxvmwnk and http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0Qd6juX4y0

Firehouses in Cherno/Elektro/Stary Sobor are GREAT places to find military-grade weapons. Check barns and two-story city buildings for Winchesters, revolvers, and Lee Enfields. Cheers ;)

ArmA-engine water is very... simplistic. Everything has to exist at a certain level (sea level). You can't slant water in ArmA without it looking like stepping-stones/utter crap. This idea is still interesting, I suppose. I know I'd get A LOT of boats stuck on land trying to dock.

Obviously if it was banned before, it's going to be banned after. You should have given your friend the original.

It doesn't have to be DayZ, or even ArmA related. Your registry can be scanned *in general* with certain keywords. Last year a New Zealand hacker got his house raided after releasing a program that scanned and copied keys for about 60% of the games on Steam. He made several thousand dollars in two weeks, so his bail was easy to pay off. As far as I know, he's still making hax. :)

Hey man, I joined the server and shot everyone with the clan tag. I got about 13 kills before the server went down. When I respawned, I had nothing and was seriously injured. I was running around in the middle of nowhere when an apache dive-bombed me... AND MISSED! Dumb staff killed everyone in the chopper in the suicide attempt. I was subsequently "Banned for cheating."

The game takes A LONG time to learn how to play (I'm a long-time ArmA 2 veteran, and DayZ left me confused for at least 2 weeks) if you aren't used to rugged survival games. (Imagine Far Cry 3 without a map/minimap, Fallout 3/New Vegas without a map/minimiap, or Skyrim without a map/minimap, and if you don't eat often enough you die. Also, you're constantly getting attacked by land sharks/super mutants/dragons). It is very easily playable solo. The only threat is, recovering from bad firefights is a lot harder on legitimate solo, because the fastest way to heal yourself involves a friend/ly stranger for a blood transfusion.

I will... if music isn't in the way. :)

Don't worry man. There's a reason everyone hates me on these forums. XD

So what if every time a server starts, there was an absolutely miniscule chance that one of *these* happens: Zombie horde. A large % of the server's total zombie spawns are within (x,y) of each other. More likely to happen in major cities/military bases Crops! % chance that farming areas have a potato plant/carrot plant/whatever plant growing in the backyard. Scroll-wheel allows you to harvest plant (food degrades, players cannot farm) Salianized/extra-bad water. Tiny %chance that swamps/rivers/ponds/whatever body of water gives you an extra deadly disease, even when "Sanitized" via boiling? (think of diseases caused by heat-resistant bacterias and viruses) Gun-Nut safe house. A certain house in one of the cities has firearms spawn in the basement/attic/in hidden places, in larger quality and quantity than normal? The mysterious shack! %chance that a bloody, boarded up shack spawns in the woods/on a mountain/somewhere, with more than 1 possible location but never more than 1 shack at a time, that has poisoned beans or un-fresh water? Unsuspecting players will trust the shack as being good loot... and then the curse of *insert creepy witch name* strikes! Total take over. Extra %of normal zombies spawn at server start (so instead of 4K, you have 4.5K) Booby-trapped vehicles and buildings. Don't make the traps too hidden or lootable if disabled. Effects shouldn't be catastrophic (a siren goes off, attracting zombies; a spring-loaded pistol round is fired; a spring-loaded smoke grenade is set off, filling the room with purple smoke; a spring-loaded flare goes off) Dev notes (trash piles rarely spawn a note with a funny message, signed by Hall and Co?) Obscure/normal references to old/pop culture (easter eggs). Maybe you find a note painted on a wall that says, "Do the truffle shuffle!" or a note taped to a tree with a likeness of Slenderman? Maybe a box with a giant, golden cross on it has a grenade in it? (Holy hand grenade). A dead rabbit sits in front of a cave, covered in blood, surrounded in dead bodies? (Another Python reference...) OR a note that says, "Zombies? INCONCEIVABLE!" (Princess Bride) Military radio transmission players after Xinterval of time saying something like, "WATCH OUT ELEKTRO WE'RE -cccczzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" to alert players that a helicopter crashed somewhere near Elektro/other location? The Diary of Anne Zombie Frank. You can find it upstairs in one of the barns. It's a creepy story about hiding from the zombies and hoping not to be discovered... ...also there's a dead body.

I'm sorry... but the CZ75 is a piece of shit. Having used one in real life, stripping and armoring for half an hour, I HATE the CZ. Now that there will be the new item degradation, I'd suspect poorly maintained weapons could jam. In the apocalypse, your CZ75 would crap out pathetically quickly.

You should install all of the Namalsk stuff as its own mod (like have a copy of all the DayZ stuff in a folder, then copy-paste all the Namalsk stuff over it) and keep seperate mod folders, so you can switch between normal/not normal as you wish. I do believe you need the Namalsk stuff installed, then load DayZNamalsk addons.

Noob server. "Are you too bad at the game to find a fireaxe? Are you too much of a baby to do any walking? Do you not care about game balance, and think the APOCALYPSE should have lots of helicopters and cas? Never fear! Join this newb server and you'll never have to worry about challenge again!"

Obviously didn't read to clearly.

Well... y'know.

You're a great friend. I already owned a military-grade bag (from my father) and an daypack (from my grandfather) prior to DayZ. I can't purchase alcohol or afford the rest of that stuff, though.