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Mhh, yes ok... ...oh yes, that's righteous indeed... ...well damn... WELP. CONGRATS SIR. YOU PROVED YOURSELF TO BE GOOD AT RANTING, AND USING TOPICS ALREADY DISCUSSES WITHIN THESE FORUMS. ...why do you exist?

I don't find giving it a shot, my mic is radio chatter enough...

Interesting Theory... Anyway, a fine drink of hot tea with a tint of lemon suits me for a relaxing drive down the coast. But if I have a can of Fanta on my hands...

*Shoves muffin in mouth* Happy?

...stfu...

Hence why you were "That Guy".

To be honest, if you keep account of your blood, the amount of zombies around you, I think the only think you would worry about at that point is your hunger and thirst or a player passing buy.

I must say... ...I never realized how amazing your voice is...

I think Derpy would clarify as "That Guy" at one time in Fallujah... But enough of THAT map... I would count towards being a scavenger, since really, I am not going to wait several days for my friend to get back on DayZ, so whenever he bitches about me leaving, I simply say, "You don't want to get on? More gear for me..."

To be a hero takes massive dedication, and must have utmost respect for any human life, no matter what the cause. This is proven difficult, especially when coming across those with high-grade weaponry, which gets your trigger finger itching. I have heard of players actually just going around Cherno with tons of bloodbags helping those in need, and they tend to be unarmed so they don't get shot for having a gun.

Everyone has tried it, and has seen the overall results of having groups. Having these groups have lead to fear and temptation under many DayZ players, especially after what I saw from the EFS (Epic Fail Squad) and their training. It's almost as if Arma II tactics are a major necessity upon the DayZ players... oh wait. Anyway, I have not only participated with several people in these, but have experienced the effects of other groups. For instance, I happened to stumble upon a few Swedes playing on Panthera after I met up with one of them, and decided to roll with them. Very nice guys, I assure. I hanged with them for a bit, as they had a pickup rigged with a PK on the top, and really, who wouldn't roll with that? (Still kept my guard up). Well, we decided to roll off to the the Western Airfield on the map, and let me tell you, a firing a squad was sitting on that god damn mountain, with a guy with a grenade launcher , a couple of snipers, and a couple of front-line men. They bombarded us with grenades, sniper fire, and practically had us pinned. We ran... I don't know exactly when the firing stopped, maybe after we got on the other side of a nearby mountain, which luckily had a path weathered in between. We continued on our way, finding a heli crash sight. I was just about to check under it when dust imploded beside me. I'm surprised they didn't hit me on that steep mountain side, as I was a perfect target as I walked down it. No further shots were fired, and we decided to finally finish this once and for all. One of the Swedes (by the name of AnTiDox), took point as he strolled up the mountain. We just reached the top when we saw his death signal at the bottom left, along with a curse to further prove that he got killed. It didn't take long after to get killed by them too, as their marksman ship improved remarkably from the previous attacks, and we got off with awe reflecting off our faces. I don't know if it were hacks or teamwork, but they were hell of some shots, and most certainly good at concealing themselves. Look out, Derpy! You got some fine gentlemen to combat with.

I recommend you continue heading north, and if don't have a map, I recommend try getting it by whatever supermarket is in your city. Once that is finalized, continue heading north, to any town that may seem of good loot, or hell, even the NWAF. ...if you are up for it. EDIT: Did I forget to mention to not die?

... WELP. BETTER GET THE COLOR HEXES.

Most certainly you have quite a team. I guess our organization was sub-par, which most likely let us to our downfall. But I must say, while their team was well organized, their marksman ship, at first, was not. Couldn't even hit us standing still, let alone running. However, if we just sat where we were, we would most likely be assaulted by a couple of hounds advancing on us, so really, we had no choice but to run. And we thats what we should have continued doing, or else we wouldn't have died. As for trust, I can understand meeting random people on the game is strange, but funny story how I met up with them. I found a bus at a town, so I wen't in to look for parts to fix it up and get it down the road. While I was rummaging through the industrial complexes, I heard the faint sound of an engine starting. I quickly ran back, knowing that whoever is in that bus will not get away, as it is practically impossible to drive it at the state it was in. I ran just beside the bus to find an unarmed player coming around and saying one thing. "Kill me." Now, I am not too much of a fan of killing others, especially when it's unarmed players. I told him to just follow me in to help me with any rummaging (which we unfortunately did not find anything). So he then tells me he has a couple of buddies that will drive down if I gave him a location and coordinates, so I gladly gave them, as he reassured that if his friends fired upon me, he would kill them. (Still kept my guard up, however). So they arrive, the pick up and PK all, and we go on a ride through the magical land of Panthera. I stuck with them a while, experiencing quite a bit of scares and shootouts, until we got hit MASSIVELY by what felt like the same group. The Grenade Launcher, the never-ending gunfire. They blew up the pick-up and I was the only one left alive, and that was short-lived as well. So yes... ...organization is quite an important aspect to DayZ, especially when survival is concerned.

Tough spot here... ... ... Deal.

I have once seen Heinz Beans before, and I simply asked where we got it. ...we got it from Poland...

WELP. SHIT HAPPENS. GLAD I COULD HELP. HAVE A MUFFIN.

Not sure if a color hex counts as a ban...

Well... ...shit. Also, CONGRATS, YOU GAVE ME MY 100TH BEAN. YOU EARNED BY BADGE OF ULTIMATE APPROVAL.

I agree with Inception on this one, if you come out of nowhere saying you were banned and it was not your fault, we can't give you enough credibility to assist you unless you are a respect DayZ player. However, if by some strange case this is true, and that this is an extreme hacker, he might have banned you himself.

We might as well let us breath clean air as we get our guts eaten/have a hole through our stomach.

Hm... This story is far more amusing than the fan fiction I read...

So I guess this is entire topic turned into a layout suggestion?

Sounds hot, I'll pick you up at 8...

That's why I use Chrome...