Why do you even play dayz ?

[joeoblong@yahoo.com 614]

I think i've already explained this, but certain people can't seem to absorb it.

You are really an odd person, just because you say it is so, then it must be. I remember the people like you in UO, instead of becoming an anti pk, asking to join their groups for safety, or leave the high risk areas, you ran to the forums complainting about all those ass hole pks. Yes they ruined your fun (people like you ruined that game), just because you didn't want to learn to defend yourself. (which would expand your fun and ruin those ass holes fun) Look it is overly obvious you are not cut out for a game with FFA rule sets. It is okay honestly in a few months at most this mod will be turned over to the community and you can mod it the way you deem fit. Tell me how that works out for you.

Again maybe it's not us playing it wrong! (again for the record I only KoS bandits and KoS'ers)

[reuben5150 83]

You are really an odd person, just because you say it is so, then it must be

I'm sorry you don't understand me, or pehaps you think you do... whatever.

I will no longer discuss the mod on this forum, we have a nice steam group where rational people exist and rational discussions happen, i'm not pointing the finger a any one person, just the gereral feel of this forum, its almost worse than battlelog.

I'm sure before this thread dies it will devolve into a personal slanging match, i won't be reading it, all subscriptions are now off.

[RoKBoTs 1]

I play Dayz because of the unpredictability of its participants and the non-involvement of the game to restrict or influence player behavior in anyway. This allows the DayZ world to create feelings that are unmatched by any other "game".

For example, my latest experience:

Last night I was playing on a night server, I had just survived a horrific zombie attack in Pusta Nycta where I passed out during the attack for a bit but was able to get away and eventually bandage myself. I was extremely low on blood, my vision was badly blurred and I was shaking every now and then, add to this that it was dark making it ridiculously hard to see. I could of just given up, I thought about it, I thought about letting a zombie finish me off but what would be the fun in that? No, I was going to live, I was determined to do so. So in the direct communication channel I started asking for help over voice. Getting no response I started to make my way on the side of the road from Pusta to Electro. Every couple minutes I'd ask for help stating I was friendly and in need of a blood transfusion, I had my own blood bag in my inventory at least. After about 30 minutes I get to the point where I see a few buildings and what looked like a warehouse, I could see the coastline as well. Knowing I was highly likely to encounter other humans and Zeds I lay down and start to crawl toward the buildings and warehouse. Again asking for help as I slowly made my way. My gut told me the warehouse was my best bet and as I made my way there at long last I was answered with an eerie "Yes, me, I'm near". The hair on my neck shot up, I knew I'd either be at full health or dead soon.

I tell him what I need and that I was friendly, he says he only has a flashlight. I asked myself if I should believe him but what choice did I have? I'd have to trust this participant with my 2 day survivor's life. We met in the warehouse, its dark but I am able to make out a flashlight in his hands. I point my sniper rifle at him; he freezes and doesn't move. I tell him not to worry and that I wouldn't be shooting him. I drop the blood bag on the floor and humbly ask him to begin the transfusion. In my head I see him pulling out a gun for a point blank shootout but it doesn’t happen, he begins to administer the blood transfusion. At this point I feel a high sense of satisfaction, this was a victory, my patience and resolve had paid off. Eventually my vision came back and the shakiness settled but it was still very dark, even darker in the warehouse because the moonlight was blocked. The participant who had helped me disappeared without a word; I thanked him but got no response. At this point I knew I should have left but for some reason I stayed in the warehouse in one of the corners reviewing my inventory.

A few minutes later I fall to the ground, someone had slashed me from behind with a hatchet and now I'm bleeding with a broken leg. Everything I had just gained was gone; now I was in a fight to survive. On the ground the attacker comes to finish me off, my heart is pounding and I only have a split second to react. I turn around, fire my rifle and hit the attacker, he falls to the ground and starts to barrel roll to the left trying to avoid being shot again but after a few rounds I make contact and kill him. However, a zombie had heard my first shot, it was now attacking me. Great, I had survived that psycho hacking human but I knew my situation had just gotten worse. I try crawling away but the zombie continues its ravage attack and suddenly I die. Game over, the joy I had experienced was short lived, now replaced with anger at myself for staying in the warehouse when I knew I shouldn’t have.

Still, that was an awesome experience that created real emotion and feelings that no other game has. This is why I play Dayz.

Edited October 15, 2012 by RoKBoTs

[p-rick83 1]

There is no god. No one is going to smite you if you kill someone.

There are no consequences for your action beyond cause and effect; shot a Lee Enfield attract attention simple.

Read Stephen King’s The Stand it has a lot of good points about the break down of society.

I play because of the freedom, the type Terry Pritchett wrought about; the freedom to accept the consequences of our actions.

Edited October 15, 2012 by p-rick83

[Faceman Peck 93]

Did your mother ever warn you about taking pleasure in the misfortune of others, i guess not.

Your misfortune is my pleasure. You playing the mom card is supposed to move me?

[Faceman Peck 93]

I'm sorry you don't understand me, or pehaps you think you do... whatever.

I will no longer discuss the mod on this forum, we have a nice steam group where rational people exist and rational discussions happen, i'm not pointing the finger a any one person, just the gereral feel of this forum, its almost worse than battlelog.

I'm sure before this thread dies it will devolve into a personal slanging match, i won't be reading it, all subscriptions are now off.

Keep on carebearing there rainbow bright. And tell your shorties strawberry shortcake and muffin top, what's good?

I swear the clown factor had gotten worse