Hunter5 2 Posted June 20, 2012 I had just died the other day. I spawned, and found a body almost instantly. It had a makarov, 6 mags... your old starting gear. Looked like someone decided they didn't like their spawn and wanted a new one. They didn't know that... you'll lose all that. So I'm jogging east to Balota to meet up with my ghillie'd buddy with his SD m4 securing the med camp so I can loot it. I run across someone who'd just spawned. Seeing my wimpy makarov, he turned and fled toward Balota. I called out on direct, "STOP. STOP RUNNING OR I'LL KILL YOU."He stopped. "That's good, drop the painkillers and band-aids." He paused. I looked at the ground. Painkillers and bandages. My pathetic loot. I realized I just made this survivor's life hell. I took something he'd probably need very much to survive a zed encounter. Something that would save his life...I shot him in the face. Four times. I giggled. I openly started laughing. I am a cruel, cruel bandit. Honestly, I shoot players because they're other players and I know that they're going to kill me if they find me. But now... I'm thinking I will no longer have such prejudice. I'm going to try to find other people to survive with, because that's where this game is going and that's the next step. Thrive. Now, I've thrived before. I've had all the gear... NVGs, M4a3 CCO SD, DMR, Coyote pack... plenty of mags, food, and water. But when you have it all, there's something you lack too. When I am satisfied with my gear, I usually look to start it all over again. I head over to Cherno, pop up on a roof and I become a mayor. Now, I'm thinking I head south to help people. Just to see what it's like.So, my friends... Bandits... I think this is our departure for a while, our last split can of beans (who am I kidding... we're all eating cooked meat.).Good night, my friends. HunterFive / TheSlenderman Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
