Vermilion (DayZ)

Yeah, no, it was just buggy. I don't have Mumble, but I'll look into it real quick. EDIT Alright, I've got it all set-up. EDIT But I've been aborbed in a combination of watching the German GP, playing F1 2011, and I've been getting rather absorbed in a new Visual Novel lately~

Alright, I'll bite~ I've been having issues as of late (servers keep refusing connection... also sometimes my internet shuts off for 1-3 minutes every few hours; not much I can do about that), but as soon as I can get connected again I'll try to get at you!

NO, wait, this, but a lot stricter. Take in ten recruits at a time. Train them all together and show them how to survive, then, once they're all accustomed to the game, you break them into teams of two and split them up along the outskirts of one of the larger cities. Tell them that they need to fight to the death. They'll need to survive against both the zombies and each other; it's the perfect test. The last team standing is officially the champion, and gets the honor of training the next group. You get to sit in a tall building and watch them. I volunteer to join the first training group~

I'm Eric. You all can call me Vermilion. If we end up meeting each other in the field, you can call me Verm. If you want to push your luck, call me Vermin. No, I don't actually mind, really. I play a lot of instruments, write a lot of music, compose a bit with a buddy, pay a lot of games, watch a lot of anime, read a lot of manga and VNs, and generally putz around while I wait for the soul-sucking achievement of graduation and entrance into the workforce. I'm 18 and... Well, I'm different. Doctor says so. I hope none of you buy into that "aspie" garbage on 4chan because that's not how I am in the slightest, and unfortunately I can't find the humour endearing as long as so many people interpret it as fact. I speak a little German and want to learn Japanese and Polish. I'd like to live somewhere else. Maybe Germany, maybe Japan (although they're generally rather Xenophobic, which is a turn off... but they're also really far from where I am, and I need to get away from small town USA). I played a lot of Call of Duty 4 with my clan PlanB, but most of them moved on to Battlefield 3, which I don't particularly enjoy, so I'm kind of freelancing it under the tags for now... It's not like I can just leave the guys; we've spent a lot of time together. Hell, we swept house in our first season in TCC and forced all the other teams to reconsider their game-plans for the following seasons. We started getting really tactical in response but a lot of people didn't have the patience and interest in CoD4 was fading, anyway. But that's all irrelevant, isn't it? Y'all want to know how I deal with zombies. I can be cautious, and I can be reckless. I communicate, plan (though not more than two or three minutes ahead of time... I don't like to plan very far ahead~), and split loot fairly. I prefer semi-automatic rifles. I'm not sure how voice-chat works in game, exactly, as I haven't really run into enough other people for it to matter and contact never lasts.

I spawned somewhere along the east. I, of course, had no map, so I was up shit creek without a paddle and also the creek is full of zombies and I have no weapons. (I have since discovered that I was somewhere near Berezino) That humourous introduction aside, I found myself in a rather nice place. A forested hill lay before me, and once on top I surveyed my surroundings. A small village lay before me, but I decided against trying to search it for supplies. There were far too many zeds, and with no guarantee of a weapon to be found in the settlement, it would be a stupid decision at best. With a few shamblers making their way in my direction, I decided it was best to get the hell out of dodge... Until I heard flies. Knowing they may full well lead me to a former survivor with weapons he probably didn't use very well, I followed them to a clearing. It had started raining quite heavily, but the temperature sat hot around 30C. A rusted truck with a blood-stained door caught my eye, but the flies came from beyond that. A set of body bags neatly arranged, six across and five deep, and behind that, a massive grave full of decaying corpses. Needless to say, I was thoroughly disturbed and got the hell out of there. On the other side of the hill was a small town surrounded by industrial equipment. While searching a construction site and coming out with a replacement engine and several bandages, I heard gunshots. With no way to respond, I pushed into the city. The first few buildings were empty. Zombies were everywhere. It was nerve-racking, but in the third building I finally found a pistol, and later, a rifle. Then I heard the gunshots again. I fired my pistol in a similar pattern to that which he had fired in, hoping to catch his attention. He was west of me, but the town square and several dozen zombie-filled streets were between us. I fired again in a distinct pattern. One and, --- and three, -- four and, --- and two, ----... he responded in kind. I was making my way in his direction, firing a shot into the sky every minute or so and meeting his response. I was getting close. Suddenly, the shots because erratic. He was firing quickly, and a lot. I quickened my pace. Two minutes later, I came upon a clearing. A survivor lay dead against a building on the side, a half a clip of pistol ammo left on his body. Shit. Here I go, again, on my owwwn~... Yes, that is the only Whitesnake song I know.

I actually had that same issue, too. Though I'm not too certain about exactly what caused it or how I fixed it... Hmm... Did you install Day Z before running OA? What seemed to fix is for me was a clean reinstall of OA, followed by actually running OA for a bit before installing Day Z.