Hairy Houdini

I can confirm that they are currently bugged, a friend and I both got "your pulse doesn't feel right" randomly after not being in combat for a LONG time, not being shot, being well fed/energized/healthy, and not super-sprinting everywhere. Which makes no sense. AND we BOTH got the message at the same time. Paniced, logged, came to the forums, and read this. Hopefully we don't die! Fix it please!! D:

See sometimes, I feel the same way. But that's usually when I get KOS'ed or screwed over in some way. The beauty of DayZ is you don't REALLLY know who you're going to be interacting with. It's a mystery. Their motivations can be pure, evil, or completely hidden. In a zombie apocalypse, it would be the same way. You're not 100% sure who's going to be a friend or an enemy. That's what makes it such a tense, desperate and exciting scenario.

I agree with all your points except 4. Which I'm completely unsure of a solution to, but I hate the idea that you're just running around and someone logs in behind you and shoots you in the brain (hasn't happened to me yet, I'm new)

I have to vote against this idea. The biggest selling and differentiating point in this game is the fact that it is, in fact, a FFA. People, zombies, all of it. This encourages the development of different players (bandits, strict survivalists, the medic squadron types that I've seen post on the forums, etc) and establishes a rough-edged crazy hierarchy of society. I fricken love it. As someone else posted, there will be "safe zones" but they will be governed by the people, not by a strict rule. And this is the way it should remain.

I would absolutely love about 3-6 hours between day/night cycles. HOWEVER. I do NOT like the fact you can change gamma/brightness etc. Night should be scary and intimidating. I have not yet touched any settings related to brightness/gamma and let me tell you I am nervous when adventuring in the night time. I think we should establish a standard(4hr cycle) and completely disable brightness/gamma functions. But maybe thats just me.

I am not a struggling individual by any means - I'm fresh out of college and have a job that pays me a lot more than I need or my living expenses require. But after recently looking at the DayZ official store (shirts, hoodies, coffee mugs, etc) I was slightly disappointed at the pricing I see.. 32$US for a plain T with a logo? I would like to sport some DayZ gear, and let's be honest wearing a giant logo is just great marketing of their product, but not at these prices! Consider re-evaluating!

Not always! But sometimes you do what you need to do to survive...

First encounter. I spawn at the beach, and head what seems to be East. I eventually come across a man wearing a biker helmet. I start to speak with him. After sharing some words about locations, loot, etc, we part ways never to be seen again. My second encounter. Me and a buddy are adventuring through the lands completely clueless, hungry, and thirsty. FINALLY - not a mirage, but the sweet sight of a drinking hole. We run up and gorge ourselves. Running down the road, we spot a sprinter, immediately yelling into the mic to see if he's friendly. He seems very cautious. I tell him where the drinking hole is at, just up the hill and offer to run him there. He declines and says he can find it on his own. We continue on. 5 minutes later, he comes sprinting back to us and we agree to try and travel together to the nearest big town (unknown to us at this time). We run, run,run along. But wait. He's got a backpack on. I've heard of these but.. never seen one in person. I get the itch. I tell my friend over Skype that I want that backpack real bad. My inventory is overflowing. The poor chap walks up to a billboard of some sorts, starts laughing "hey guys come look hahaha". I take initiative immediately. I start bashing him in with my bat and immediately my friend follows suit with the wrench. Needless to say, I arrived at the town with inventory space to spare. Third encounter: Came across a friendly dude who seemed pretty knowledgeable but there was.. something weird about him going on. I didn't trust him off the bat (was alone atm). We ran along and started to make our way to what seemed like a giant parking garage/complex on the top of a hill. He said there was usually good loot here. We entered, he started looking and went upstairs, I stayed down low. Didn't see much and wandered a bit outside - to my surprise - a person crouched over, bleeding profusely. I took immediate action and beat them in with my shovel. In a blind craze, I looted all that he had (and that sweet, sweet backpack) filling my inventory as I still faintly hear the guy speaking within the complex. I turn around, and to my horror: 4 dead bodies, all with gear on, strewn across the grass. No time to wait. I looted as much as I could. I could now hear this "comrade" of mine "hey man, you still there? where you at?" No. No. No. I sprinted, sprinted as fast and as far as I could down that grassy knoll. And when I was far, far away, a single shot whizzed across my head. 15/10 would adventure, again and again.