Mach1av3ll1

Aye well, that playthrough was also an extreme example. I had a small hospital's worth of medical supplies, and pretty much every what I call "infrastructure item" in the game (things like compass, gps, nvg, rangefinder etc.) For me it was when I really reached literally every item I could ever want or need that the game began to be "unplayable" My concern with tents was always if the server wiped haha. So afraid of losing my stuff! Anyway, love the stories guys.

DayZ is a great game. I'm just getting into stand-alone but I wanted to share my experiences in the mod with falling into a degree of survivalism and paranoia that prevented me from playing it anymore. I used to play with a group of mates. I spent many long hours using powerlines to track my way across Chenarus, but once we grouped up we would go on grand hunts. One of my fondest memories was using a firing line of enfields by a small village to kill wave after wave of zombies. That said, the game slowly became unplayable for me. As time went on, I became progressively more geared. It started when I got my M4A1 silenced woodland edition. Following that, I acquired other gear. I slowly became our teams anchor - I was the guy who didn't die. Rare stuff got given to me. This included nv goggles, a thermal scoped sniper, gps, ghillie suit, etc. Eventually I had everything. I had all the mandatory survival gear, the largest of backpacks, enough 3 water canteens, my two guns, ghillie suit, gps, and even a stashed away ATV. As we went on missions, I became "base." I'd sit in the treeline, and scout with my binos, & thermal scope. When they were ready, the boys would go on and I'd be fire support. Eventually I stopped doing this. I became a hermit. I rarely left the woods. I'd go to the edges of places, and just watch. I'd stop by a lake. I'd hunt a boar. And then go back to the woods. Even in the deep woods my fires (for cooking the meat) would be in the middle of a packet of trees, and left open only long enough to cook the meat before I'd get moving again. (My zombie count got obscene, for the record) The value of my gear was too good to throw away, but it also made me far too cautious. I wanted to die, but had the burden of being gifted this gear, and couldn't just throw it away. Has anyone else fallen into this DayZ trap? Where you end up being too successful? Such that you can't leave the woods without fearing certain death, and