creeperbane

Find papers attached to singposts and telephone poles and stuff that all say Look at little Tim Tim trying to write a viral song. He looks a little lost, guess I could help him along. Whatcha' got Tim Tim? Ahh, my door! Never mind that Tim, I've come to help. You won't regret it. Just follow the recipe and gather the ingredients. Pick a topic people talk about on social media. Don't violate the terms of service or your vid will be deleted. Also, make a catchy chorus: Something that could be repeated. Cats, cats, laughing babies, people falling, hot hot ladies. Sleepy puppies, dancing babies, kittens, monkeys, more hot ladies. Put all of the words in one verse, careful to enunciate it. Sing multiple layers. It helps if you animate it. What do you mean, animate it? Uh, what do you mean, what do I mean? You said: Animate it! What do you mean by that? No no, I don't think I said that at all.. Yeah, I think you definitely said that! No, I think I'd remember if I had said that. For sure. Definitely. Well, what'd you say? Well, I think it was something along the lines of.. Uh. Cats, cats, laughing babies, people falling, hot hot ladies. Sleepy puppies, dancing babies, kittens, monkeys, more hot ladies. Put all of the words in one verse, careful to enunciate it. Say something educational, so parents let their kids play it. Did you know that cashews come from a fruit? What?! D-D-D-Did you know that cashews come from a fruit? How?! C-C-C-Cashews, cashews, f-f-f-fruit. D-D-D-Did you know that? No. Did you know that cashews come from a fruit? What?! D-D-D-Did you know that cashews come from a fruit? How?! Ha! Cashews, cashews, f-f-f-fruit. What?! D-D-D-Did you know that? I said no! I said no. No. It's okay Tim, nobody blames you. Most people don't know the truth about the cashew. But now you do so next time you go to the playground have everybody gather 'round and tell them what your good friend Tobuscus just taught you. Tell 'em! Did you know that cashews come from a fruit? That's right. D-D-D-Did you know that cashews come from a fruit? C-C-C-Cashews, cashews, f-f-f-fruit. D-D-D-Did you know that? Nooooooo! Say it! Cashews, cashews, come from a fruit! Again! Cashews, cashews, come from a fruit! Louder! Cashews, cashews, come from a fruit! D-D-D-Did you know that? No!

some weapons I would like to see. ax hatchet baseball bat cricket bat 2 by 4 crowbar kitchen knife pocket knife sledge hammer hammer cleaver metal pipe rifle butt pistol whip scissors improvised spear pick-ax shovel re-bar scalpel chainsaws military Sabre antique sword improvised ax antique battle ax pool ball bowling ball garrote wire garrote military garrote ect... ect... ect...

Is he holding a... well, everything? I would like to see a smaller version of the xbow that could be a secondary, one shot MISS second xbow HIT. But rocket said on twitter he is taking a break from the forums WHICH IS WHY NO DAYZ DEVS WILL ANSWER THIS!

I'm sure they will fix it :)

The way ammo is made is specifically made to reduce flash without anything on the barrel to help. Military grade ammo has a muzzle-flash visible (with a .308) at 200 meters. a pistol has virtually none as far as I know. it also is almost too short to be able to see it, so unless your firing an automatic at closer than 150 meters than its very hard to spot.

The car zoomed down the highway near the hill I was on. It had been passing through for a few weeks now. It left then came back every day, probably looting. I had found the place they kept it, but they had more survivors than my group, and more guns as well. I decided to take the shot and put the left front wheel in my scope and it slowed to make a turn. I squeezed the trigger and saw a puff of dust and the car slowly skidded to a stop. One of the survivors got out and started yelling at the other who was crouching behind the car holding a gun. I cocked my rifle and aimed at the survivor on my side of the car, as he fell to the ground dead I heard the repeated crack of automatic fire and bullets struck the ground about 20 meters to my left. He's trying to find me I thought, I waited til his head poked out to shoot again and took off the top of it. As he fell to the ground I scoped out backseat for any others. No one. I ran up to the car and took an AKM off of the second survivor and checked how much ammo he had. About 1 1/2 mags was all. I looted the bodies and pulled the spare tire out of the trunk. I started replacing the wheel.

XD the devs know what they doin'

gonna throw a trash can at a zombie. 100% chance of win.

THE BUSH IS ARMED!!! RUUUUUUUUUUUN!

Wow... it looked like one of the survivors was getting agitated. He started motioning towards the mountain before running off too some trees. Was he infected or something?

Nah zeds just go for the flesh. They don't have the mental cognition to realize another creature might get it first.

Peering through my scope which I used as a telescope I watched as the two survivors sat down and started talking. Are they idiots?! The lighthouse is a hotspot for survivors regrouping, and bandits came there often looking for prey. since Anatoly was back at the base recuperating from the gunshot wound I was looting with jack. He his machete was covered in blood which was the result of a failed attempt at stealth. My Backpack was getting rather heavy and this had been a successful mission. I had found several rounds for my rifle slightly boosting my ever dwindling supply and an actual gun. A Black pump-action shotgun that I didn't know the name of. One of the survivors got up and started to leave. The other seemed to call him back, I watched waiting to see what would happen.

I lifted the butt of the rifle to my shoulder and peered through the scope's lens. The two bandits that had hijacked the traders' car were standing next to it with the hood pried open. I had fired one of my precious rifle rounds directly into the engine block and it seemed to have hit something. Kate and john were both behind a small shed near the car with a machete and crowbar respectively. Ever since the plane crash my small group and I had been staying in this small town scavenging for supplies and hoping for more guns. Анатолий or as we knew him Anatoly had his revolver and I had my rifle. Anatoly was creeping up on the car hoping to sneak attack the two bandits. I put my crosshairs on the closest bandit and gently squeezed the trigger. A spatter of blood sprayed the windshield and he fell to the ground. The other bandit dived behind the car almost on top of Anatoly who put 3 rounds in his chest. I saw blood pooling under the car and after a quick survey pf the area ran down. I looked at the fallen bandit, noticing a gunshot wound in the chest and head. But only two, I looked at Anatoly who was lying on the ground clutching his leg, a makarov lying next to him along with the revolver. Kate and john came up and helped our Russian friend to his feet. I grabbed the pistols and checked the bandits. A Makarov and hunting knife, The car had enough food inside to last us for 2-3 days and I grabbed as much as I could carry. Back at camp I sent Kate and john to get the last of the supplies and went inside. Metal pipes reinforced the door and the windows were boarded up. I dumped the food on the floor in the small kitchen and went into the only bedroom. Nathan, a thirteen year old kid was laying on the bed a crude splint on his leg. Him and his mother were the only survivors of the crash that were related. The plane crash had killed all but six of the 103 passengers, the survivors of the crash didn't live here so they had no immunity to the virus and getting bitten was doom for them. Anatoly was the only one who might be immune because he was a native. I sat on the couch to try to rest for a bit and drifted off.

We are all uneducated idiots.

Ant's would be hard all those little tiny minuscule miny midgets running around. Packs of wolves would be cool. Same deal with mo-capping too. you would only need 2-3 wolves to make several packs in-game.(rocket stock up on tranq darts)

Luck. dont go to electro, cherno, stary, NWAF, or basically anywhere. Just hide in the forest eating raw bunnies and getting sick.

Ok this is for real: Name: Ross Stringer Age 24 profession: ex-con prison guard PoB: NYC After going to jail for a time Ross put his life on track actually obtaining a job for the same prison that had imprisoned him for several years. Being in a plane evacuating NYC he had been flying over chernarus when engine trouble and lack of fuel sent the plane to the ground. Being one of 6 survivors the group has been hiding in a small town near the coast collecting what little supplies they have and trying to defend their small base. name: Anatoly (no known last name) age: 36 profession: Chernarussian farmer PoB: chernarussia After going to america to follow his dreams he decided to visit his home country for a small time. His plane crashed in an infected part of Chernarus during the military's defense of Electro as his new friends, other survivors of the crash barricaded a small base the rest of Chernarus fell leaving them helpless and alone. name: Kate Price age: 21 profession: production manager for a large corporation located in NYC. Visiting Chernarus to explore options for investment with a scientific lab there. PoB Kansas city Name: John smith Age: 27 profession: worker for Raytheon on a well deserved vacation to the scenic chernarus his plane crashed. He was an avid hunter skilled with shotguns especially slugs. Name: Nathan Tanner age: 13 profession: N.A. Son of Mary Tanner, broke his leg in the crash. Name: Mary Tanner age: 39 profession: Homemaker Nathan's mother and a good teacher.

Tommy had an ax to grind... after killing the sniper who was watching the gory mutilation of the child, he had taken the gear but preferring a weapon with unlimited ammo and high damage he had taken this one. A survivor had run into a warehouse nearby and he needed the food. As he crept up to the warehouse he heard twigs snapping behind him. He turned around just as an infected bit him in the neck taking him down to the dirt road. Blood spurting out of his neck he screamed looking at his hatchet lying uselessly a few feet away. The survivor ran out of the warehouse and sprinted off after observing for a few seconds. As his vision faded to black he felt for the ax and grabbed it. His only friend. He shoved the zed off him and swung as hard as he could. The top half of the zeds head flew into the wall of the warehouse and the rest of the body dropped. He knew he was immune so he started bandaging himself. He wrapped the bandage tight, to tight. As he choked to death he couldn't help but think of what a moron he was.

stab the survivor against the wall impaling him all the way through and getting the pitchfork stuck in the wall... that's how you do it. I just want hard zombies... how hard can it be? I hope the new AI turns out nicely.

Exactly right beans mister!

Chainsaws just cut people up. I was at a mall and some maniac came at me with one (RL). I got 27 stitches but that was basically it. EDIT: of course if you go for the neck...

YOu wouldn't be able to skill farm with food anyways right? the whole diet thing, you would up-chuck your guts out and that would NOT help survival.

basically anything that can be technically called a bat

Bat Baseball bat Aluminum bat Aluminum baseball bat wooden bat wooden baseball bat plastic bat plastic baseball bat batatatat baseball batatatat aluminum batatatat aluminum baseball batatatat

Lance pulled his ax out of his fathers back and looked around. This thing is heavy, he thought to himself. He heard his 2 year old sister crying in her crib, he was bored and wanted to kill but he was hungry. He opened the cupboards and took a granola bar. He heard a banging on the door, hahaha forget Anny he thought approaching the door. He opened it and someone that looked like a grownup was standing there with blood on his face. Lance swung the ax. The man dropped to the floor with a moan, Lance severed the head and tried flushing it down the toilet. The toilet didn't flush. hmm this was a problem. He went for a drink and the water didn't work there either. He left the house and went next door, everything was boarded up and more people were down the street. None of them were screaming in terror and that surprised him. He shouted and charged hoping for a reaction. They came at him which shocked the young child and he tripped on his own ax. With the ax head buried in his stomach he felt the people attacking him hitting and biting. Everything faded to black and he died. The gillie suited man on the hill watched this chuckling to himself. What a moron haha he thought. Suddenly he felt an ax from behind. TO BE CONTINUED or is it?