Gooner205

You don't see the issue, people are annoyed at others who complain about bugs. You don't need to go all CAPSLOCKWARRIOR and you certainly don't need to act like you are being screwed over by the devs when you see a bug, because it is in alpher and the whole point of it is to iron out all the bugs in the game.

I like how at the northwest airfield nothing happened.

Did you need to spam everyone else's threads?

Do you have skype?: afc_ben What experiance do you have with dayz?: been playing since you started with a makarov which was a long time ago. Why do you want to join (3 reasons):bored on my own, my other clan wasn't working out, want to get back into squad play What are you? (Bandit, Hero): Depends on the map, situation, mood etc. I played hero for the most part of dayz, drifted towards banditry for a bit due to being betrayed but thats starting to bore me so now I pretty much play survivor, however I enjoy squad combat. Will you be active in the clan?: I'm not going to lie and end up not fulfilling my promises. I will play as much as time allows me, simple.

They say the first kill is the hardest. That it becomes easier after that. They are absolutely right. You grow up thinking killing is the worst sin, an almost unreal occurrence that belongs in the world of make-believe, in movies and stories; an act carried out by despicable villains. Then one day you're faced with a choice you had never thought you would have to make. Answer a question you never thought you would be asked. Your existence or someone else's. It is as simple as that. Survival of the fittest they call it. If to survive, you must be fit, and if to be fit, you need to be able to kill, then can your desire to exist be held against you? My first target picked itself. I don’t call him a victim, for he would’ve done the same to me eventually, had I not put him down. Anyways, he was a long-time companion. We were bosom buddies, confidantes, comrades and the best of friends. We knew each other’s deepest secrets and our darkest fears. Or at least I thought we did. He certainly knew mine. In fact, he knew about everything that happened to me. I turned to him for advice, and followed him even when I disagreed. I trusted his infallibility even more than my own. Guess I am to be blamed here, but who knew? Life is funny, in the way it changes colors. The sun sets on a once bright relationship, and you're left alone in the dark, wondering how things had come to such a pass. Paths diverge, priorities change, ideologies differ. An invisible, barely perceptible mental gap appears, eventually growing large enough to finally break through the smiles that have now grown insincere. And I had let it stay that way treating it as a minor discomfort that could be accommodated. Big mistake. While I believed the implicit truce between us was an equilibrium state, he went about marshalling forces to launch an attack. I will be honest to admit that I was unprepared and he caught me completely by surprise. This is a lesson I learnt and I’ve never left myself exposed to such a risk since. Conflicts that cannot be resolved must be settled, once and for all. His attack was meant to finish me off. But I survived. From then on, both of us knew there would be only one result. There is nothing melodramatic about killing, and if anything, I would say that the post-first-kill feeling is quite an anti-climax. You wait for the violent shudder to chill your spine, you brace for the rush of adrenalin and a whole cocktail of hormones to flood through your veins numbing your senses. Tears, depression, insomnia, all symptomatic of acute guilt, are expected. You’re like ‘here it comes…’, but the penny never drops. And for this, they call you a cold-blooded killer. Not my fault I say. I really wanted to feel bad, to lay awake scared of the nightmares that would haunt if I let slumber take over, to cry tears of repentance and penance. But nope, nothing.

Age: 16 Skype: afc_ben Bandit or Hero: Prefer bandit but help people if i'm having one of those days Language: English

Being friendly was never my forte so I had no intentions of being friendly on DayZ. I just love killing people (in game obv) First signs of a serial killer? I hope not but we'll see how it goes :rolleyes:

You could try but odds are that someone will just shoot you out of the car and drive it into a bit of debris because they have desync. All your hardwork would be for nothing and you would be left ranting on this very forum. Good Luck :thumbsup:

I'll tag along if you wan't. Haven't really played origins though but have played dayZ for a long time. PM me

Age: 16 Country: UK Skype: afc_ben Got good experience with DayZ, but only recently started playing BP, already in stary with 3 kills on my current life

The Fray - How to save a life For me this is about how I feel that I am to blame for the death of a friend and how I couldn't save him.

I wiped out a team of 3 medics who had all spent ages getting up north to help some guy. I killed him as well, it felt good, so...so..gooooood

Reason to Join: Bored of lone wolfing for 8 months Name/Nickname: Ben/Lemon Why You Should Recruit Me: I want to travel in an organised group and make stary ours