jdaniels777

I could take on the offer if still available

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I don't really get why people hate snipers that much... I mean, it does take patience and intelligence to be a half decent sniper that won't get his ass shot from behind with a revolver or an axe to the back of his head. I get that most people like running and gunning and that it is a pain to be killed by someone hiding behind a bush some 600 meters away while you go about your business. But what you don't see is that the guy that shot you probably spent a good 20-30 minutes scoping and checking the area you just carelessly walked into. I am a sniper myself, but I have also been on the other end of the rifle, that said I have only been bested by a sniper once, and that was just me being careless and climbing on a deerstand without scanning the horizon first. The way I see it, it's not the sniper that gets you killed, it's your carelessness that does. tl;dr: Sniper rifles are part of the game, don't like them? Don't play

I just found an m249 with 2 full mags, I'm willing to risk trading it and perhaps finding somebody to play with in the process. Offers?

It's been little over a month since I got to the coast now, I've been through hell a couple of times but I feel that I'm starting to get used to this, as odd as that may seem. The dead don't scare me that much anymore, they're just there, walking aimlessly and as long as you keep to yourself and don't do anything rash they won't bother you for the most part. It's the living I fear now....the end of the world has this strange power to bring out the worst from people out to the surface, and nobody seems to be safe from it... At first I thought I was... I swore to myself that I wouldn't become another one of those savages I've seen through my binoculars from afar, mercilessly shooting at each other just for a couple of bandages or a can of beans... Now I'm no stranger to a firefight, during my time here I've been shot at a couple of times and I have returned fire as well, I have killed people, but only those that shot at me first. I don't kill for sport. But Chernarus is a strange place, it slowly toys with your mind, it breaks it little by little... Lately I have found myself watching people through my scope from afar, finger on the triger watching them run from the Walkers or slowly threading through houses and barns. And I have delved in shooting them, ending their lives with just one twitch of my fingertip and that has put a smile on my face... I no longer know how long will it be until the urge to shoot defeats my now weakend morality. I'm slowly starting to rationalize it, I mean if they're dead they won't shoot me right? .... I just hope I get careless before that happens, I hope somebody bests me before I finally become one of those savages I fear... I just hope.