Zombiesaurus

I was with you, I thought you were a generally nice person, until you said you were joking... *evil German dinosaur laugh*

Oh and hay fever tablets, I can't go outside without them...

To be more precise, terrifying abominations appearing in the distance, stalking you.this could be caused by not sleeping, low humanity (guilt) or eating human flesh, a feature I would like incorporated...after a while your maniacal eerie laughter will attract zeds, players etc, or screams...drugs could solve this..

I want insanity, or some sort of hallucination, so people see things which aren't there...

I still want to see, when people are infected from a zombie, for when they die, to have they're corpse wonder around... It will balance loot quite a bit..

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=BtCpttsZiys

The new Xbox is rumoured to have one of those key pads on the controller, I don't want some brain dead cod fan getting his mittens over my precious beans.

Yep, I suppose so, I've got the new desktop iMac, with windows 7 and bootcamp, it runs arma 2 on very high impressively, people misunderstand macs, I've got the highest settings of skyrim on mine. But make sure you have enough memory, bootcamps memory runs out if you aren't careful..

Problem is, when you've been north for about a few days, you'll either die trying to go down to the coast for supplies, or you'll die in a freak accident, like that Jason vorhees guy, he found me in the middle of the night, he was stood behind me the whole time...

Hahahahah, infamous to be more precise. Heroes are scum and bacteria who merely parasites of the world, they creep onto others for support, like a fly and a cow... That's why they must be exsterminated,...

Oh, and scare the bejesus out of him..

Knock him out, he wakes up in a caged area, interrogate, keep prisoner, finally execute then eat... :s

I'm planning on making a really sedluded hideout somewhere. Can anyone give advidce on housing, bases, I would really like to try and have a permanent one...one I can store my loot in.

I have a unhealthy love for dinosaurs, I knew what palaeontologist meant in infant school, and all the teachers didn't. And dayz is based on zombies, so....

But limited contestants as everyone can't make a trailer.

If they're is a back story, then the cold hearted dayz will become even closer to a MMO, I don't want that, a bandit washes up with a survivor from the same island, I don't think so. It would add dullness to the game...

Watching people scramble in fear and paranoia, as I cook up savage ways to cook them, the how to eat human survivor guidebook also teaches how to fry too... People pain, it amuses me... #mostevildinosaureva

I spawned in elektro, my head bob at its highest, I delved into every house, found beans, ammo, and a pistol called jimothy mclifesnatcher, i was not frightened of this land, I watched as a man was torn apart by his undead grandmother, I smiled politely and nodded, as from my hometown, jurraisic park, this was a common sight.now, away from the banter, and into the mysteries... I had begin to sneak up the hill, the grass up to my knees, when I spotted a survivor, a hero, nor bandit. Options raced through my head, kill him, or help? It was like heavy rain. They stopped racing through my head, when the shuddering words met to my ears, he shouted in direct communication. "THE PREISTS! DUDE LOOK! YOU GOT SOME BINOCULARS! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS! IT'S TERRYFYING!" He cursed like a sailor, when I finally got a pair of binoculars out. He stopped, I searched through the scopes, the silence was eerie, only the sounds of waves calmed me, until....I saw one dark figure in a cloak with his arms in the air, a PREISTS cloak, I was creeped out, but I started becoming eerily intrigued, I saw another figure in a cloak with his arms raised in a praising type form, they never lowered there arms, the American survivor kept on questioning me, in a worried voice, that if I had saw the Horrific sight. I dodged around after putting my binoculars down, I handed out my pistol, fired a few shots, this only helped in digging out the mystery of which I had suddenly forced to see. A fire-like orb floated in the middle of four zombiefied vicars, with there hands raised, and seeming to be praying. I turned around , terrified, urging for the comforting voice of the survivor, only to find his dead, fly ridden body, on the ground. I searched him, nothing out of the ordinary, i did wonder at a Mountain Dew in this bag though, I took, nothing came upon me, no curse, but I did find a full fuelled car, a hatchback, on the side of the road up to green mountain, this is where I saw them again, muttering over the mass grave, all four of them, with theory, I turned away, they were gone, maybe the dew cursed me, but in the most unknown manner, but the most breath taking. I have seen these preists, standing over the many mass graves in which dot chenarus. I always turn away, and they always go away. Meanwhile the survivor, he was never seen, again, I ponder if he suicided, terrified b the events, or he had died, at the hands of the men, the holy men, who dot the land, I will make my way to the church, for any possible references, in the mean time, this has scared and interested me into the world of dayz. -Zombieosauruz

Good day everyone... What are you scared of, are you aware of the things which lurk deep in the chenarus fields? I'm here to tell a story, and listen to yours too, take a seat, or just sleep, which ever is your cup of tea... I spawned in elektro, my head bob at its highest, I delved into every house, found beans, ammo, and a pistol called jimothy mclifesnatcher, i was not frightened of this land, I watched as a man was torn apart by his undead grandmother, I smiled politely and nodded, as from my hometown, jurraisic park, this was a common sight.now, away from the banter, and into the mysteries... I had begin to sneak up the hill, the grass up to my knees, when I spotted a survivor, a hero, nor bandit. Options raced through my head, kill him, or help? It was like heavy rain. They stopped racing through my head, when the shuddering words met to my ears, he shouted in direct communication. "THE PREISTS! DUDE LOOK! YOU GOT SOME BINOCULARS! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS! IT'S TERRYFYING!" He cursed like a sailor, when I finally got a pair of binoculars out. He stopped, I searched through the scopes, the silence was eerie, only the sounds of waves calmed me, until....I saw one dark figure in a cloak with his arms in the air, a PREISTS cloak, I was creeped out, but I started becoming eerily intrigued, I saw another figure in a cloak with his arms raised in a praising type form, they never lowered there arms, the American survivor kept on questioning me, in a worried voice, that if I had saw the Horrific sight. I dodged around after putting my binoculars down, I handed out my pistol, fired a few shots, this only helped in digging out the mystery of which I had suddenly forced to see. A fire-like orb floated in the middle of four zombiefied vicars, with there hands raised, and seeming to be praying. I turned around , terrified, urging for the comforting voice of the survivor, only to find his dead, fly ridden body, on the ground. I searched him, nothing out of the ordinary, i did wonder at a Mountain Dew in this bag though, I took, nothing came upon me, no curse, but I did find a full fuelled car, a hatchback, on the side of the road up to green mountain, this is where I saw them again, muttering over the mass grave, all four of them, with theory, I turned away, they were gone, maybe the dew cursed me, but in the most unknown manner, but the most breath taking. I have seen these preists, standing over the many mass graves in which dot chenarus. I always turn away, and they always go away. Meanwhile the survivor, he was never seen, again, I ponder if he suicided, terrified b the events, or he had died, at the hands of the men, the holy men, who dot the land, I will make my way to the church, for any possible references, in the mean time, this has scared and interested me into the world of dayz. -Zombieosauruz

Please don't judge by grammar, it waves when I write huge paragraphs, sorry :(