Emotional Trauma - Dayz Style.

[TheDude8D 13]

Ok, I'm a man. Well I'm 16 so you can decide for yourself. I have played DayZ for about a year now.

I don't cry, like at all, ever. Never ever ever. But I gott say this situation I am gonna tell you about made me tear up a little at the time.

But this game, back during the days before the COD kiddies, people actually helped each other. Now I am not saying that everything was peachy, its a zombie apocalypse and there was still bandits who shot on sight. I just mean the dayz where it was actually a option to hide behind a tree with your gun and try to talk, trade and maybe team up with the guy or girl.

And then it happened.

(Note that up to this point I was a fairly new player and was friendly to almost everyone except if shot at)

I needed a gun and fast. There was a lot of dead bodies with REALLY good loot east of Elektro and I needed a gun to clear out the zombies and protect from any other players. Now I know what you are thinking, why didn't he just YOLO it run it, try to grab the stuff and if he dies then he didn't lose anything. Well at least back then I tried to play as if it was really me in the game and my safety was a priority. I went down to the firestation and found a makarov, great. Now I could prozor sniper the guys from 1000 meters away. Hopefully to find a better gun I headed up the stairs and caught sight of someone legs, I called out friendly and the guy talked back and we quickly started a conversation while guarding the doors to the firehouse. I didn't tell him of the loot because of greed and acted like I was A-OK with the gear I currently had. I looked over one more time and noticed, this guy was geared. He has a DMR, camo clothing on and he pulled out rangefinders to look up on sniper hill through the window to check for bandits. I had to have the stuff. I put down a can of bake beans he asked if I had and while he was looting I aimed the makarov at his head and pulled the trigger.

Nothing really happened at first while I looted expect me being happy that I got all this loot.

Then it hit me, this guy worked for his gear, trusted me, and I took away who knows how long of looting, hours maybe.

And I took it all within a couple of seconds.

I took off, headed north and felt terrible about the incident and still remember it to this day.

I am now a horrible bandit who kills on sight, but that is only because everyone else does, I try to be friendly when possible :)

What was your most emotional moment is DayZ?

[GOD™ 2795]

My most emotional moment?

When i found my first can of beans.

[Powell (DayZ) 734]

nothing can compare to that first firefight

[xRecklessRobx 2]

nothing can compare to that first firefight

I had my first Firefight today. We both had double barreled shotguns. I lost, died, and lost everything that I had just gotten only a few minutes before.... But hey, that's Dayz

[shadow_otw 2]

Well, it was after DAYz of repairing a little bird, a zillion trips for fuel, and finally getting into the air with some hard won gear stored in the back.

Landline rings (have to get it, expecting a call), cat jumps on the keyboard and before I can recover from dropping the phone, punchin keys and slappin the now beer soaked cat away, the lil furball sends me into a death roll/dive into the bay.

Brings a tear, ill tell ya...

[xx_fr0st-w0lf_xx 53]

I met a man on namask. We were vorkuta, he helped me out a bit and we were quiet friendly. Then at the market he got a sniper bullet in the leg, broke it instantly. He yelled "help me help me" but I had a friend outside vorkuta and my winchester was no match for the dmr, so I said sorry and escaped trough the back door.

He died shortly after.

[Hetstaine 10852]

Seeing trees in the distance after a 30 odd minute run through the green bleakness of nothingness when constantly spawning off map in my first few log ins..i nearly broke down and cried. And fuck that goat freaking me out doing nothing in the middle of nowhere.