torph (DayZ)

Food and Drink aren't really a problem with me. I just cannot find anything to open cans with :P Apparently sharp tools can open cans, but my axe is a no no haha. Any suggestions?

Rocket, have a couple weeks to yourself mate, I think most level headed DayZ fans know the level of hard work you put into the game and you deserve some down time! We've waited this long, we'll continue waiting. One love, one true Zombie Survival Game. What's happened over the last few days is a blow to the genre, but worse still would be the genius that started things off with a little Arma II mod calling it quits. Get well bud.

I've played a little bit of War Z after a friend at work allowed me to use his computer during a few lunch periods, and to answer your question Day Z Standalone WILL survive, War Z probably won't. There's something pleasing about the instant gratification of PVP in War Z, however that's not enough to mask the fact that the game is just awful, I can get instant PVP in COD. There's no tension, no sense of fear when I travel alone, very little skill goes into anything in that game especially fighting zombies who are ZERO threat to me, essentially it's DayZ on "Extremely Easy and Basic" mode, I loved the challenge that DayZ zombies present as well as other players. Add to this that hacking is a lot more common in WarZ at the moment than it ever was in DayZ, I think people are going to flood back to DayZ with a very apologetic look on their face. Depending on what's new with the standalone, and assuming the anti-cheat system is robust, DayZ should knock this cheap copy out of the water quite easily.

Player Name: Torph Server: EU9 Time: 9:45am Report: I just logged into a server, to be told 'Torph was killed' whilst I was on the 'Receiving' screen. It then proceeded to take me to the debug zone with a completely empty inventory. There was someone else there but it was a veteran server so didn't get a name. Anyway i left the server and loaded up again so i could start again, though i was annoyed at being killed the way I was. I loaded a server up and it did indeed spawn me on the coast as if I had died. The strange thing was that I was spawned in with a full inventory, all the same gear i had when i logged yesterday, and all my recorded zombie kills and player killers. Now, if someone did indeed kill me on EU9 I think it was, they're probably wondering if I cheated, so I thought i'd report this before any possible accusations fly.

I think you've missed the point there a little. As serious as I was hoping the discussion might actually turn out, the fact is this is still a game and the bottom line for doing this was to have fun. I achieved my goal of having fun regardless of 'wasting' ammo, I merely asked what people made of my motives, not to rate my aim or whether i taught these people a lesson. Besides, shooting ANYTHING in game could be constituted as a waste of ammo, as you simply don't need to shoot if you decide to live out in the woods. It's a little bit of a shame that in trying to share an experience of how I play the game has devolved into something of an insulting nature, I can see why people can become frustrated on these forums. Regardless, thanks for your opinion!

Had nothing to do with me but that sounds hilarious! I would have had to just join in the fun with some chemlights and M203 Flares!

Yeah i took these guys as hostile when they gunned down the other player, so i ruled out diplomacy here, any attempt to approach them would have gone badly for me. I'll group up with my clan-mates when any are around, but other than that i tend to lone-wolf. I managed to get into a group of 4 yesterday in Cherno after i saved a couple guys from zombies using my hatchet, i'd recently died myself. After raiding a hospital they turned on me and executed me at point blank range, I have trust issues after this haha!

I tend to play on my own these days, though i used to enjoy groups of 3 or 4. Had a group of 6 going once and we completely lost our heads when faced by one other player, complete lack of organisation, was almost a disaster.

So, I was just in Elektro, or rather on the outskirts spying on a group of three people through my binoculars. Harmless enough, i didn't plan on killing anyone, I had no sniper rifle, i was just bored and wanted to see how other players go about surviving. They go about looting every place they find, bringing them to the supermarket, audibly blasting zombies to bits, they pick the place clean, I assume. Anyway as they're in there an unarmed player approaches and runs into the back room, they immediately open fire and he runs back out, bleeding and they give chase, eventually plugging him with a winchester as he tried to circle around the market, Benny Hill style. These guys just murdered an unarmed guy, they're no danger to me, i'm a good 800m away hiding, so why did I feel I needed to take action? I moved away from where i was perched and followed them at a safe distance, they go to a firestation, the other firestation, and then across a field, into a white barn and then into a copse of trees. I managed to get myself in an overlook of them about 300m to the north when i grab my binoculars again and spy some more. One looks AFK, the other two are unaware i'm watching, they are still no danger to me. I have an M4A1 CCO SD, at 300m they aren't gonna have a clue where i'm firing from, this is almost a zero risk situation for me, so i open fire, i missed my first 4 shots and they scatter in panic, the AFK one was just alt-tabbed I guess. One finally stops, being attacked by a zombie, he's got revolver i think, I fire again, miss a couple times, before nailing him in the head, insta-kill. The next two are a little more difficult, i manage to nail one in his leg and torso, he's bleeding and runs to the barn. The other i lose track of, maybe a DC i'm not sure. Anyway the guy who ran into the barn, who was using an enfield, musta bled to death because i get a bandit kill flash up, so that's two down. Next up, a 4th player seems to come out of nowhere and begins firing off, I guess the third didn't DC as this fourth guy just took him out for me with an AKM. Seeing as this guy just accidentally wiped out my last enemy I decide to just walk away and leave him standing. Ok i lie, i fired a couple shots and realised i was running low so ran like a coward. Alright, so what does this make me? Am i a bully bandit, just as bad as the guys i just killed? I had a better gun, a better position, the element of surprise and stealth, they had no chance, i wasn't in danger during any stage of the fight. In fact, it wasn't a fight, it was a slaughter, they didn't fire once at me. Or did I just gain justice for the unarmed man back in Elektro? I guess as someone who doesn't like murdering people needlessly i'm trying to justify my actions, but I feel i may be just as rotten as they were. Thoughts?

Approximately 30-35 minutes prior to this posting, all 30+ players on the afore mentioned server we killed instantly, and simultaneously. Obviously I have zero evidence on who may be behind this but thought I would report it nonetheless as suspicious activity. It may have been a server glitch, who knows, but I did find my corpse and reclaim my equipment. Anyway, if any admins or mods look into these things then please do. Thanks.

In terms of loot? The NVGs by far, managed to find them at the NW Airfield Barracks on Saturday and playing at night is immensely easier now. Playing by day however seems that much harder as i'm trying not to get killed! In terms of gameplay? Being fired upon by a Sniper and his friend with an AK. Retreating over a road and into a gully with my friend before flanking around and waiting in the very same treeline for the two attackers to return after looting the Berezino tents. We opened fire upon visual contact and took them down rather quickly. The AK went down fast to my friends M1014, the sniper in the ghillie suit took a few shots and took cover in a bush. I crept up to him and nailed him again a couple times. He disconnected. Moments later after an unsuccessful ghosting attempt the sniper reappeared, falling unconscious immediately and received two rounds to the back of the head. Thanks for the M107!

Feel free to shoot this idea down as i'm not sure of whether it's something that could even be applied. Upon logging in today, I was promptly shot and killed. I heard the shots before I even had a visual on the terrain where I had logged out, basically in a bush right next to a tree in a forest, so i wasn't out in the open. I could neither defend myself or make a retreat to a safer area, essentially I was killed without a single way of preventing it. I'm not unhappy about it, i can gather plenty of resources within the next two hours quite easily, but I could see other being upset if this had happened to them. What I would propose is a 15-30 second period of time whereby I cannot be damaged by another player, or likewise I could not damage them (a simple way to discourage 'ghosting' as well). Zombies however would be be able to attack me as well as me being able to attack them, my suggestion is simply a way to ensure a chancer cannot get the cheapest of all kills. Anyway like I said, feel free to shoot it down or even discuss if you've had similar experiences, but do try to be civil at least. Maybe you're the guy with the silenced automatic that killed me? Either way, let the opinions flow.. in a civilised manner please!

This is my second story of a jaded traveller, struggling with the morality of taking another mans life as well as trying to keep my own. After a long morning of scrabbling around in the dirt of Kamenka trying find enough supplies to sustain me, an idea flashes across my mind. I have pretty much nothing to lose, sure I have a shotgun and a makarov, a few tins of food and couple soda cans, but I need more, I need a bigger prize. I immediately set my eyes on Stary Sobor, the military camp to be exact and the bounty of hardware that I might find there. I plot my course, planning to visit military outposts along the way in the hopes I might find a few more tools to help keep me alive. The first few I pass by hold nothing more than a few smoke greandes and empty cans with the odd makarov mag thrown in for luck. I grow frustrated, unhappy with my luck, 'typical' I think to myself. Gunshots ring out nearby, an enfield I believe, they're not aiming at me i'm pretty sure so I move on cautiously into Pavlovo. I scavange around, looking for bandages as I appear to be running short, I hear a scream of agony, followed quickly by another, there's a survivor here in trouble. Deciding to throw caution to the window I head over to the screams, I spot something truly gruesome, one of the walking dead is feasting upon a live victim. I dispatch of the zombie quickly with my makarov, it falls dead and the air falls silent, I quickly walk over to the man lying unconscious.. but I am too late. His life ebbs away in front of me and I whisper a prayer for his salvation.. before promptly taking his bandages.. hey, god wanted me to have these, clearly. Moving further north I hit the Zelenogorsk supermarket, I find a compass and a box of matches, getting to Stary is going to be a lot easier now. I quickly leave and head into the wilderness, hitting a few more outposts along the way, I pick up an MP5A5 with two clips and accept this is about as good as i'll be able to manage for my trip. I move on once more and spy Stary in the distance, using my knowledge of the area I decide I need to approach from the northern hill, if I find any snipers i'm going to abandon my search. I reach the hill, I make my way down slowly, the military camp itself looks empty, no corpses and no one searching the tents. I refuse to let my guard down however, knowing that Stary is dangerous. Cautiously I begin my approach, there are no zombies, no corpses as previously noticed and no noises to suggest i'm not alone. Systematically I move between the tents, my heart is pounding, I just can't shake this feeling that i'm being watched. I reach my fifth or sixth tent and find my prize, an M4A3 CCO, I swap out the MP5 and quickly get accustomed to my new tech. I find another mag for the weapon in my next tent as well as a frag grenade, my confidence grows, even if I do find myself under fire I should be able to defend myself. I hit the next tent, not a lot here, another MP5, I smile and shrug 'I hope this helps someone else out' i remark to myself. I head for the exit, I don't know why but I'm at ease, there's just two more tents to search and then I can retreat to a safe place. I step outside and turn to my right, moving slowly towards the next tent I quickly scan the area, this decision saved my life. I spot a sniper in the trees to my left, he's aiming right at me and pulls the trigger knowing that i've seen him. In his panic to kill me he misses, shooting a few feet in front of me, i'm faced with the biggest decision of the day, fight or flight. Flight shouts loudest and i begin to run east out of the camp, unwilling to let me escape the sniper takes aim repeatedly, the huge blasts from his rifle continuously echo out around me, he's quick too, must be a DMR. I hear the bullets hitting the ground all around me, he's firing so fast that it's almost like there are two snipers aiming at me. Two bullets and two bangs go off within a split second of each other, there ARE two snipers trying to end me, this isn't good. I make it to the road heading east and cross it aiming for the trees that line the road, I reach what appears to be safety and the shots cease. I take a deep breath and face up to another decision, log out and hope it's safer later, continue running, or use my binoculars, find them and go after them. I can't explain why I made this decision, but I felt brave, adrenaline must have been coursing through my veins, I decided I was going for it. For the record, I don't like killing other players usually, unless they leave me no choice, I had a choice here however and damned if I was gonna let these people bully me out of Stary. I look through the binoculars from underneath a shrub, I scan around and spot one of my foes running to the west, he's going for the camp, a good opportunity i feel. The second sniper evades my gaze, I just can't find him but I risk it anyway and head north, flanking around, i'm going to take the position the first sniper was in and use it against him. I run for 2-3 minutes and find cover, I move more slowly, more deliberately and reach my destination, I have the perfect overlook for the tents and can see the tent that I was in perfectly before I was shot. I spot someone in the camp, moving from tent to tent, behind him i spot a blurry shape, a second player in this game of cat and mouse. My suspicions confirmed about the two snipers, I wait for one of them to enter the fateful tent that nearly became my grave. The survivor named Nik enters the tent, greedily eyeing the prizes that I had almost claimed as my own, his back is turned towards me. I grin to myself and aim my new gun, 'time for a test drive'. I pull the trigger, and hit my target, I shoot again with the same results, he doesn't move, frozen in terror or afk I assume. I move to pull the trigger again but he vanishes. Clearly ashamed and embarrassed that the man they had let escape from the camp had come back for revenge, they took the cowards way out. I waited for his friend to come out of the tent opposite that I didn't have a good view on but he had left too. I checked the player list for the server and I confirmed it, the two brave bandits that had chased me from the tents had urinated inside their pants and left the loot to me. I laughed to myself and finished what I came here to do before taking my leave.

The following is the story of a jaded traveller who refuses to give in, vowing never to stoop to the same level as the bandits who sow terror everywhere they walk! Since I had my inventory wiped (thanks for that), i decided to respawn and try out the new difficulty level and see if it really was nigh on impossible to get a foothold in the game without a starter weapon. So with that said, I proceeded directly to Elektro, and was promptly put down by a sniper on top of the hospital. I was annoyed, sure I was, I had no weapon and no loot whatsoever at the time and provided zero threat to this player. 'Oh well' I thought, 'I'll just head somewhere quieter and see what else I find'. So fast forward to another respawn and I find myself outside a factory, 'Jackpot' i utter to myself, imagining the great bounty within. I crouch down, I begin slinking towards to concrete wall, checking my surroundings, one false move and i pull the zombie to my left and i don't have a weapon to defend myself. But I make it, I reach the factory and step other the threshold, I look to my left, nothing, I look to my right.. BANG. My sorry existence is cut short by yet another rifleman, clearly he was jealous of my flashlight and just needs to get his hands on it. I curse my luck (it was a rather nice flashlight) but steady my resolve and hit the respawn button yet again, eager for more punishment it seems. I get lucky, i spawn in Cherno, i head straight for the restaurant in front of me for two reasons. From experience i know that the likelyhood of weapons in those places is high, and secondly there's gunfire to my right and I just need a place to hide! I decide that sneaking just won't cut it, I run, sprint in fact and attract a couple zombies, 'There better be a weapon in there' i think to myself. I dart upstairs, zombies hot on my tail, i search frantically, no guns, damn it! But, a lifeline.. out of the corner of my eye.. a crowbar.. i walk over and wrap my fingers around my new steel salvation, ready for the walking punching bags as soon as they enter the room. The first one arrives, he swings at me and i'm bleeding already, curse the fact I was born a haemophiliac! I swing back quickly, three swift blows to the head and he's down. I'm losing blood, the other zombie arrives and i dispatch of him too, quickly reaching into my pocket i close the wound and search the house again. Nothing. After more searching of the nearby buildings i've amassed a full inventory, i am a walking armoury. I wield a double barreled shotgun, i feel safer. But also, a makarov, never again will I take this weapon for granted, it is all that stands between me and certain death now, I am invincible. I spy another building to my left, determined to be greedy I decided to delay my plans to leave and head that way, inside I find just what i've been looking for, a camping tent, this is my lucky day. Or not, as bandit number three promptly arrives and empties an AKS clip into my sorry face whilst I am shifting items in my inventory.. My heart sank, all hope seemed lost, if I hadn't have been so greedy I might have survived! But there is no time for feeling sorry for myself I think, I must respawn and carry on, it's what Jesus would do. I respawn, i'm at the docks in Elektro, back to the scene of the first crime, gunshots ring out around the city, I don't feel good about this. Nevertheless I push forward, throwing caution to the wind I sprint through the city, aiming for a supermarket next to a firestation and office building. 7 or so zombies are attracted by my freakishly loud and flamboyant running, clearly not fans of interpretive dance. I reach the market however, but there's an ill omen, the doors are closed, someone's been here recently.. someone may be inside. But i charge in the back anyway, I know I can't survive out here, so i'll take my chances that the occupant may by friendly. I close the door behind me, no good, the zombies have been upgraded, they're magic now and can phase through objects, foul demons! I quickly move to the front of the shop, it's empty, no one's here, I search the area and find a revolver and a ton of acp ammo. Loading the gun and steadying my hand I unload on the zombies, all 7 fall quickly, I can breathe again, the noise has died down, i'm all alone. I go about looting the place unashamedly, stocking up on food, soda and various pieces of gear that had been left behind. I even find an alice pack, again, my lucky day, but not a lucky day for the person i'm looting it from, poor guy, his bodies not even cold yet... uh-oh. I immediately see my mistake, there's a dead body in here, he's got ammo so why didn't he shoot the zombies attacking him? Unless it wasn't zombies.. it was.. BANG. I'm down.. an enfield shot rings out from across the road, the occupant of the office building now has two victims, and is feeling pretty damn awesome right now. I'm angry, not at the shooter, but with myself for being stupid enough not to run when I realised there was a dead survivor in there. My revolver, lost, my food, lost, my gear, all lost, this just isn't my day. I decide to try ONE LAST TIME. I hit the respawn button and I load in.. inside Elektro. The game is toying with me, it's dangling the very same carrot in front of me.. it wants me to go back to the shop.. but i'm smarter than that. Ahh who am I kidding, i went straight back to the market at full sprint, inside the same door. I envision the rifleman in the offce, waiting for his next victim, I know he's going to camp there, but I think to myself if I can just get to my corpse, position myself away from a window, then i've got a chance.. ok lets do this! I begin moving, my footsteps are loud and heavy.. but not loud enough to drown out the noise of someone tucking into a can of beans.. there's someone in here.. the guy who shot me.. he's eating MY beans! I'm enraged, not only did he shoot me.. but he's taken the food from my still warm body and is unashamedly eating it. I've got no weapon, i can't stop him.. i spy the stock room at the end of the store, i pray to god or whoever is listening that there's a gun in there. I sneak over, my footsteps unbearably loud, he MUST be able to hear me. I reach my destination though, he's not moving, no doubt he's camping a corner waiting for me to step out into the open. To my relief there's a Winchester with 2 slug magazines. More than enough to take this guy out I imagine. However a new thought enters my mind, what if this guy isn't the same person that shot me? What if he's just an innocent traveller like me just trying to survive.. i can't.. i won't shoot him, but I will go and beg for some beans. Shotgun in hand, I walk through the back of the shop and through the door to the front, he's in the corner like I predicted, enfield in hand, I can see him but he can't see me just yet thanks to the wall. I type to him, asking for him to allow me to live so that I might pick up the can of sardines on the floor. He agrees to the arrangement and I walk towards the sardines, he opens fire, breaking our newly forged friendship as quickly as it had started, his fatal mistake however.. was missing. I turn around and as quickly as I could, found my aim and filled his skull with lead, he drops dead instantly and I breathe a sigh of relief, 'it's over' i think. I walk over to his corpse and take MY food back as well as MY revolver before writing a rude word on his face. I notice he's taken the alice pack that i'd stolen from another corpse and promptly steal it back, I just gotta survive. I turn around, there are footsteps, clearly my shot has attracted someone else, my heart races and i prepare to defend myself, I never open fire first. I wait, the footsteps are getting louder, too close together to be a zombie, I know there's a player here. Who could it be? Surely not the murderous bandit I just ended, he hasn't had enough time yet. I remember the corpse in the corner, could he have come back for revenge too? I quickly realise that even if this man might be innocent, he may mistake me for the person that killed him. A firefight is inevitable I accept. He walks through the main doors, a makarov in his hand, he scans the room, spotting the various corpses, he loots the two closest to the door, mine and what may well be his own. I allow this, i pray that he just leaves then and there so I don't have to compromise my morals and values and become a murderer. But he's not happy with the meagre findings, and walks further into the store, he hasn't seen me yet. He looks around, and sees the corpse i'm using for camouflage, licking his lips at the thought of a truly large haul I bet. He creeps forward, he will see me, there's no way he's going to accept me as a corpse AND not take my stuff. He stops in his tracks, staring at me, he's spotted me, he sees my shotgun no doubt and is weighing up whether his makarov will down me in time before i return fire. He decides to go for it, madness! Two shots ring out, he hits me with one, then 'clicking' follows. He stands there in fright, clearly realising he's out of ammo, he's at my mercy. I don't return fire, I take pity on him and tell him to run if he values his life. He fails to respond, and reloads a clip I assume he was keeping in his czech backpack for emergencies, I don't give him a chance to fire and litter his face with shot. He falls to the floor, dead. I decide not to stick around, I need to get to safety, no time for looting him and I run to the office across the road. It's empty, I take a few seconds for myself before I decide to head out of town and leave Elektro behind me. I step towards the door and am confronted by another survivor, my trigger finger itches and I prepare to defend myself.. but I laugh when I spot the mans hands. He holds a flashlight.. my memory goes back to the factory.. I decide to take pity on this poor soul, pity that I have never received on my own travels. I tell him there's a gun upstairs and he thanks me, I run the hell outta there before he chances his luck for my winchester and get to safety.