SovietX

So, I've been having this weird problem with the game. I installed ARMA 2 and ARMA 2 OA with my steam account successfully, and then the Six Launcher. It worked, and I began playing without issue. Yesterday, my friend came over to play Day Z since his computer wasn't powerful enough to run it. He logged onto steam with his account and played for a few hours on his new character. Then, using his account, he downloaded both ARMA games onto one of my older computers to try and play together. This is where we had the problem. I logged off of his account, logged into mine, and hopped onto Day Z. To my suprise, I was on his character. I exited and logged onto another server. Same thing. So, I restarted my computer and tried again. Still not my character. I ran the six updater, hoping that would fix it, but to no avail. I tried logging onto my older computer with my account and it worked with my character. But, when my freind logs onto that computer with his account, it's still on my character. So, I'm stuck on my friends account on my computer. I'm pretty confused right now, and I would like to play on my normal character. Does anyone know what's wrong, and how to fix it? Am I completely screwing up/missing something? :( More info: OS: Windows 7 Specs: I7 2600k Proccesor, HD Graphics controller chip, 8Gb Corsair Vengence RAM Other: Using the Six launcher and Steam. Latest beta patch. None of the sticky threads helped. Bump. Hope someone can help me. Also, added some info.

I started playing this mod a few days ago, and boy do I love it. The thrill of looting and surviving is somthing I enjoy and look forward to every day. As for me, I'm a really nice guy, and was looking forward to teaming up with people. This story takes place a couple days after starting, and many deaths later. Even though I've been murdered multiple times, my kindhearted spirit still existed. The story starts with me near Guglov. I spawned at Komorov and decided to make a run for Stary. As of the start of my journey I had nothing, but I found a few things on the way. I picked up a revolver with a few clips and a hatchet. I'm quite fond of the hatchet, so I use it as my primary. A while later, I'm just north of Guglov. I'm hoping to hit the house between here and Novy to get a bike. When I arrive, I find that the bike had been taken. Disappointed, I was about to head down the road when I saw somthing amazing. Just behind the house was a heli crash site. I've never seen one before, and I heard that they can have exceptional loot. I scan the area to see if anyone is nearby, then crawl towards it. To my delight, I found an FN FAL with one mag. I picked it up along with a few bandages and morphine. I then prepared to head NW. Right before I head out, I realized I was starving and loosing blood. I opened my pack to grab my last can of beans....and it isn't there. I go into panic mode, realizing I'm going to have to haul ass if I want to survive. I'm sprinting over open fields and end up just north east of Novy. Before I head in, I go prone and quickly scan the area to see if there's any other players. I see that there are already zombies in the town. Thinking there might be another player around, I decide to stay put despite my dropping blood. Sure enough, I see a player crawling behind a fence, trying to dodge some zombies. He's about 200 meters away, slightly obscured by the fence. I sit there and stare at him, my morals and survival instincts ravaging eachother. The angel in me wants to leave him be, but the animal in me is goading me to shoot him. I stare at him for a moment, the sun glaring in my eyes. The player's crouching now, looking towards a zombie infront of him. I look down my sights and slowly draw a bead...BANG. One shot to the chest, and he drops dead. I listen to the echo of my bullet, and watching to see if any zombies noticed me. None did. Looting him, he had an ALICE pack with all the supplies someone would need, a crossbow(which I left), and a makarov sidearm, which I take with me. I eat and drink his supplies, thinking about what might his story had been and the hours of work lost for him. I listen to the flies of his rotting corpse, and solemnly head out to Stary. This is the story of my first murder. On a side note, I died a few hours later and lost all my gear due to a camping tent glitch. Currently, I'm the middle of jack shit nowhere with a stolen clan pickup, an M16, a few pistols and no supplies. But that's another story altogether.