MRJOEYBON

Survivor. Met three people at different times at the NWAF in one day and declared friendly. Surprisingly they were also friendly. Each and every one of them had a better gun than me, but all had their pistols out compared to my MP5. Coulda easily gotten good loot. But I said nah, mostly cause they actually didnt shoot me. But if I ever want a firefight for fun I usually dont have to look very far.

Me and the small group of friends I play DayZ with were lucky enough to find not one, but two of both Antibiotics and Mountain Dew! We gathered a bike and tractor and bring them to a meeting spot. We fix up the Old Hatchback that has literally nothing except for the windscreen glass and drive it down south to end up logging off for the night. We find a Ghillie and Camo suit but forgot to save the vehicle and within minutes the server restarts. Goodbye clothing. At this point we're all at around 5,000 blood. While i'm off they pick up another friend who was new to the game and he tries to take guns out of the Hatchback. Goodbye M107 and Bizon, along with all the mags! As they're driving up the road an ATV with two men occupying the seats are driving down the opposite direction. Obviously honking the horn at them is a good idea, just to say hi. The ATV turns on its tail and starts speeding at them. The ATV guy stops and starts shooting right as my friends do. The first guy gets his legs broken and dies immediately. The other guy gets back in and drives away. I log back on and there are gunshots everywhere. I immediately dive to prone and turn around. Lo' and behold, the source of the gunshot. The second I break his legs Ghillie suit guy decides to ALT-F4. Whatever. My inventory was full anyway. My friends pick me up and we park the car at our new hiding spot. But on the way there we found a boat. We take that boat and start heading for the island with the chopper spawn to see if the chopper was there, as well as scout out nearby islands for a potential base location. On the way there we find and take another boat to start our convoy. We make it to the island to find no chopper, but a boat already parked there and a tent filled to the brim with obviously duplicated vehicle parts and a main rotary assembly, as well as food, drink, and a DMR with plenty of ammo and other miscellaneous items. We took the DMR, ammo, ate all of the food and drink, filled our boats with our jerry cans and took his, took the frag grenade and blew up the tent with it. If you're reading this island guy we planned to take all the valuables and then leave a few bears traps around the tent at first to strand you without any food or water and broken legs. But we just left you for death by starvation or a sentence in the water to lose all your valuables instead. Deciding that we should leave we took his boat and ours and returned to our hiding spot. We decided to raid a nearby town and our friend broke his legs and went unconscious from the pain after taking a short fall off a building. We reached him, killed the massive horde of zombies, and just barely managed to get him bandaged up at 200 blood. The guy who went down had been going on around 17 or 18 days survived. We returned to our boats and changed hiding spots again. We brought the Old Hatchback to our hiding spot at that point. We decided that we would go to Stary Sober and raid the town and NWAF by splitting up. My friends got to the car while I was still getting on Dayz. Once they were all in the car their heads automatically exploded. One of them jokingly blamed it on hackers. Then once they re spawned a chainsaw wielding maniac came out of the ground wearing a spetsnaz suit and killed them all. At this point I began to suspect it might have possibly been hacker. After some shenanigans involving chainsaws and the hacker spawning us antimaterial rifles and other assorted top tier gear for no reason, (which we sadly had to dump, because, y'know, they were spawned in) we all decided to head back to the hiding spot. I had stayed off to pick up my friends in the car when it was all over, but the car was now missing a tire and the windscreen glass. To top it off our tent had nothing in it now and my friends corpses remained but their guns were gone. Our mountain dew and antibiotics were gone as well. Another player had a nearby tractor which we left because we didn't really need one had some ammo for the one gun we had left in the hatchback so we took the ammo and repaid him in DMR mags and raw meat. Finally we all agreed to meet up back at a certain spot and from there we would wander.

I dunno why I feel bad, but I almost sort of do. Finally found a boat, and decided to boat down to the island with the helicopter spawn. We were planning on making a nearby island our base, but first we wanted to scout out this one for the chopper. On the way down we found another boat and took that. Then we get the island, and find a boat already parked there. We found a tent on the island with a DMR with lots of mags, plenty of food and drink, a main rotary assembly, frag 'nade, and plenty of obviously duped jerry cans/ windshield/scrap metal screens for the chopper. Now all they needed was a chopper. We ate all of the food and drink, took almost everything in the tent, used our jerry cans and tossed them into the ocean and replaced them with theirs, blew up the tent with the frag 'nade, and then stole their boat thus stranding them on the island without any food or water. Of course, the original plan was to leave the tent up and to surround it with bear traps. But then we decided to not be complete dicks.

I hate it when people ALT-F4. Spawned today to the sound of bullets, immediately locate and spray at the guy with my M16A2 from long range. I break his legs and he disconnects. Worst part is I just lost an M16 ACOG yesterday after spawning and it just disappeared off my back. If I'd had that I probably would've nailed him with all my shots.

ITT: People getting trolled. Hard.

The only time I kill on sight is when i'm traveling with my friends. I met three people yesterday at different points in the day at the NWAF all with better gear than me, but all had their sidearms out against my SMG (and one of them was silenced). I saw each of them about a second before they saw me. Let 'em live simply because they were the first people this life that didn't shoot at me first.

You have my beans. I wasn't expecting that. I may not be a bandit, but when people do stupid things i'm okay with whatever happens to them. Which is also why I'm uncaring when I die at the NWAF. Everything I do there is stupid.

No way. What happens when a hacker starts wreaking havoc on a server, and you get outta dodge before he kills everybody? Then what? You lost everything anyway. It's over. Or what about when you temporarily are getting terrible ping from one server that you and your friends regularly play on, but you know of another that you always get good ping from? Well switching would be pointless, you lose everything anyway. People who server hop the airfield get killed half the time anyway. Even if they don't, I have a friend who only server hops the airfield. As cool as that is for him, until we came along to pick him up he hadn't left the airfield in days. In other words, he had a shiny new Ferrari that never left the driveway. It's only purpose was to drain the money from his wallet (or in this case the time from his day) without actually doing anything. As for people server hopping and getting in behind you, you should honestly be expecting that. The other day I was traveling with a few friends, and a guy starts shooting as us. He missed every shot in whatever gun he was using and disconnected. We didn't really care about him disconnecting when suddenly the light clicks on and we wait for him to reconnect behind us. Sure enough, despite this never happening to us before, there he was. Reconnecting to live out the brief remainder of his life.

You should have to be prone or mounted when firing certain sniper rifles, or else the recoil causes them to hit you in the nose. At which point you start bleeding and have to bandage yourself. And maybe a mild concussion.

If we're going for true immersion then there needs to be a lot more cars, you need to find the keys to drive the cars, you should need to sleep, and shouldn't know how to fix most parts of a car/helichopper. And there shouldn't be so many guns.

How does every survivor have enough endurance and stamina to run until they starve, and how does every survivor know how to fix a car? Half the people in the world couldn't even put tires on their own car.Why did every Fireman in Chernarus stock up on military grade weapons before the end? And why are there about eight cars in all of Chernarus?

Rubber bullets would actually be amazing. Incapacitate somebody and then drag them around because you can.

Three friends and I had decided to gather parts for a car and bring it to a spot that always has the car left on every server. We managed to gather up most of the car parts, and find two helicopter crashes within two or three hours. The next day I convince one of the guys with me to head up to the NWAF because why not. Two minutes in our run we pass another helichopper crash, and this is just after finding antibiotics and a GPS. We get to the airfield and meet up with another friend who had logged off there some time ago, loot everything, and leave. Then we saw a cow. We didn't need blood. But the guy we met at the airfield likes cooking meat. A lot. I didn't have any space. But it was a cow. Yeah, it was about 50 yards out from the airfield. But it was a cow. Airfield guy takes a few shots with a gun that looked a lot like the M14. I decided to take my shiny new M107 out of my backpack and take a few test shots with that. After 4 shots from my new sniper the cow decides to disappear. So we killed a goat we had seen nearby and cooked that. As we're all sitting around the campfire, joking and talking, feasting on meat, all we hear is "yatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatata". Oh, whatever. That was my thinking. Then airfield guy yells "Guys, quit dicking around". I looked at my friend and he looked at me and all the while "yatatatatatatatatataatatat" is blazing in the background. "That's not us." After the longest delayed reaction of our lives we all decide that the best response to this is to run in circles for about ten seconds until we find the shooter. Then airfield guy ducks behind a tree, my other friend runs off into the forest, and in the smartest decision i've ever made I figured that must have been the M249 firing so long, the very gun that was one of my endgame goals, so I should obviously go hunt him down and take his weapon. I assumed from the lack of bullet holes any of our bodies contained he knew the general direction in which we were in, but didn't know exactly where we were. Which would hint he was newer to the game or didn't know his weapon. I decided to stick to the treeline and attempt to snipe him when he moved closer to start shooting again. I go prone and move along the tree until I found the grass was blocking my view too much and I get up. I spotted him before he spotted me. Unlike him, I was getting up. Unlike him I had a sniper rifle. He was inches away from me. And had a machine gun. I survived three seconds of continuous fire before my legs were torn off and I slipped into death.

If you're getting shot at, run directly towards the shooter while screaming into the mic like a maniac. He'll think you're crazy, and somewhere between pissing himself and crying he'll drop his gun and run away. Or, y'know, you'll die. But i prefer to be optimistic.

... This story might be somewhat respectable if you didn't try to justify any of those kills. I don't have a problem with people who kill for fun in this game because I also enjoy the rush of the firefight. I can't ALT-F4 from a fight because those are the moments I live for in this game. But trying to justify beyond "I was bored" with "I needed painkillers" is just another one of those lame excuses people tack on so they don't look bad. Then shooting a friendly in the face once he has his back turned and saying you had to because"I was scared"... great justification there buddy. On top of that that last one happened in Berezino. People go to Berezino because nobody goes there. They don't want to shoot anybody or get into a firefight, so they go to Berezino. You really have no reason to shoot anybody in that town.

Had a tractor for about ten minutes until my friend logged on, and we realized we couldn't strap him to the top.

When you bring your sniper rifle to the beach to camp the fresh spawns.

Both sides add an interesting perspective to the game. When you actually meet a friendly the circumstances that you meet usually are worth telling about. From awkward introductions searching office buildings in Elektro in the middle of the night to crowbar wielding maniacs attempting to kill the friendly cripple it's usually pretty cool. Then on the other side of the coin, the rush that you get when in a gunfight in DayZ, and the feeling you get when returning fire, or trying to employ different tactics on the fly, that also gives the game a new dimension. At first I was against bandits completely because most of them just killed for fun. Then I realized it was a lot of fun, and I didn't have to become a bandit to participate in that fun. Most people try to kill me and my friends on sight anyway, and most usually don't succeed.

I feel for you, I really do.Arma 2 is an amazing game. I find that I can't wait to play Operation Arrowhead Co-oP Campaign with my friends. I'm also actually kind of saddened at the lack of base OA servers that exist (there are about 2). Base Arma 2 had a spectacular multiplayer and the mission editor was expansive. When Arma 3 comes out i'll be buying it just as much for DayZ as the regular multiplayer.

I'm not sure how to feel about this, but I want to attend simply to get massacred. What has DayZ done to me?

Passed by Green Mountain once before I even knew what it was. Passed by very close with a friend. Something told us not to loot the place and just keep heading North. We didn't look back.

While you have to agree that its possible to find an M4 and AKS somewhere else not too far North, (found a silenced M4 in a tent outside of elektro) you don't go to an airstrip for food. Nobody does. Not saying you were spawn camping, but an airfield for food? Nah.

We all recently respawned. Passed out in the hospital while looking for morphine and health. Friend armed with a hatchet shows up to bandage me up. Guy starts taking shots at us, misses, D/C. We're leaving the hospital right as he reconnects. Wondering on where we should go next, my friend decided to axe him the question.

I for one, welcome our new Tyrant overlords.

Or.... it's just a group of friends who want to play together and when they die feel as if they should tell their friends. Lest somebody decides to head count and figures out little Johnny is missing his head.