o5pr3y (DayZ)

Didn't get a chance to try the rest out last night. Internet was down (gotta love AT&T) but it's on my actual errand list for tonight haha.

I've got a sawn off with about 20 shells. If no one gets you that reset info in the next 6 hours or so, I can try it when I get off work.

Just make sure the signature does't clip your post, or they'll remove it. *rimshot* *cough* *crickets*

I gravitated to playing a private UK server recently. In every game I ever played online, British players, (usually kids) would just sling insults and racial slurs at me for no reason. But in this server, I have yet to meet a single mean minded player. 2 Days ago I was held up by gun point by a player 1-2 minutes after spawning. He had a Mosin, Cowboy hat, wool coat, and cargo pants. My mind was telling me to just punch him. Who robs bambis? I decided to talk it out and see where it went. Turns out he had never done a full blood transplant and wanted to see how it works, so I agreed to help. For bleeding me dry, he gave me a Longhorn, ammo, and some food, The friendliest experiences are still my favorite ones.

Fully kitted M4. Wet bandit hunting on the coast. Followed a fully geared guy from Solichny to Kamyshovo. Watched him kill a bambi and try to kill another one. I sneaked out of the concealment of the woods, put a bead on his chest and let out a burst. Still haven't found a rush that big in any game ever.

Few weeks ago I decided to join a random private UK server. I also decided to be uninhibited and friendly to everyone. Out of the dozen or so people I met, only 2 tried to kill me. We all shared loot, food, helped each other gear up, gave blood, and all went our separate ways. It showed me how friendly the game really can be.

Your buddy was too busy RP'ing an 80's guy that he forgot to cure his Boneitis.

Well this reassures me.. For now. I was making fires to warm up inside sheds and out of the way nooks and crannies for fear that someone would see it.

That's what my liver is for. Unless, of course, you listen to Mercola, Food babe, Alex Jones, etc.

Needing Charcoal tabs to vomit. Why can't I just shove my finger down my throat?

Been thinking about carrying around a diary that I can add stuff too. Like a diary of the zombie epidemic taking hold and survival afterwards. Just hope whoever kills me actually reads it.

"I didn't abandon DayZ, I fell off Bohemia and landed in my new company by accident!"

True, and I guess we can both be right in this regard. You can live with spinal injuries, it's just that people tend to die from them.