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It took me 103 hours til I came across....

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It took me 103 hours till I came across some guy chilling in the stairwell on the 3rd floor of the factory north of Dolina to get murdered by another player.

 

First and foremost, in all my rage this incident is why I find this game as intoxicating as I do.  I have gone said 103 hours with a handful of deaths.  None being to another player until now.  My first being a glitch through a floor.  My second being a glitch through a floor.  At this point I become extremely cautious of stairs and will carry this caution for all my lives.  My third from hunger, as the sun was going down while I darted from house to house frantically searching for food somewhere along the eastern coast.  I havent died since then.  Which brings me to now.

 

I have seen many players in my ~80ish hours on a single spawn since I started this magnificent game.  Only one friendly face to face, a warning to vacate upon approaching the NEAF, and the rest I have luckily or skillfully remained unseen.  Observing or bugging out immediately when I've seen more than two players.  I keep my head down, walk with purpose through areas I proclaim "hostile".  I guess this time I was a little too bold, or just had bad luck.

 

I play with my roommate when we can, we have opposite work schedules so it's relatively infrequent.  When I have time, ill bop around a general vicinity of the last place we logged looking for anything to help us in our travels that we don't already have.  Both almost as geared as possible having done NWAF/Vybor barracks a dozen or so times.  Since the patch I have been rather obsessed with making a fire and cooking some deer.

 

I logged on within the forest overlooking Shakhovka, where we had recently met up with another buddy we got playing.  It's raining.  I cleared the town of any useful buildings and proceeded south to Staroye.  Im looking for a new axe (my old one breaking from going on a tree felling spree, unaware of how absurdly fast they degrade).  And matches.  I found neither.  On a side note Staroye seems to have a gross number of zeds for a town of its size, just in general.  At this point I head back to Shakhovka with the goal of getting to where I left my friends.  Once there it stops raining, and I am compelled to keep on.  I know I can get to good ol' Dolina (a source of former newb solice and gear) quickly.  I might find some matches, and from there I'll go north to that factory in the hopes of finding a pick axe to harvest some stones for the future campfire I long for.  After that I'll call it a night, run off into some deep woods, find a depression in the hills next to a what I have been calling a cypress bunch, and chill.  Within Dolina I come across a pristine splitting axe!  Hooray!  My endeavour is now far more justified, I am absolutely going to that factory.

 

I need a pick axe, then three of four stones, go back for the splitting axe, go back to my "camp".  This has to work.  Only 7 people on the server.  I'm a bit too close to the coast/Berezino for my liking but WTF would anyone else be here except...for the same purpose..?!  I spend a minute or two in the woods nearby scouting.  It looks clear.  Drink some water from the pond.  Ahhhh!  Enter.

 

Zed on the road.  Walking away, not an issue.  Clear the Storage sheds.  Make my way into the actual structure.  Crouched, walking....slowly.  M4 out but not in firing position.  Nothing on the first floor, but loot in general, hard hat, burlap sack.  Second floor clear.  A Mosin!  Nobody could be here!  Still crouched, still walking.  Opposite stairwell.

Turn the corner.

Hear the crack of an SKS as I see the guy kneeling there.

In what seems to be full camo, hunter bag, boonie, vest, why! WHY!!!

You are unconcious.

Crack, crack, crack.

You are dead.

 

Long sip of my gin & tonic.  Kill it.  Head to kitchen for a fresh one.  Kill a beer.  Powerful "DAMNIT" fist slam into counter.

Sigh.

 

To the gent who got me.  Good show?! 

Whenever, however you spotted me and decided to chill in that stairwell.  Your survival skills surpass mine, I hope you enjoy the...

Fully kitted Green magpul M4, acog, bipod, two 40 round mags, 240 rounds in the can.

   "       "        FNX, almost 80 round loose.

Binos, compass, 2x morphine, full bandage, charcoal, antibiotics, full saline kit, epi pen.

Misc stuff like flares, headlamp, machete, rope.

Day of food/water.

Full camo, spare hat

Fireplace kit!  Deer meat.

And those sick thin framed shades.

 

Really though, I shreaked, farted a little, hit spacebar, DEAD.  Just reminds me how fragile life is in game, Regardless of how far I'd gotten and stayed alive.  And furthers my instincts to murder and pilage without remorse when/if an apocolypse scenario actually occurs :)

 

Long, but felt like sharing the story.  Hope it reminds anyone who read why they play.  There is no other game for me that provides the level of casual immersion, and the only game other than planetside that has torn me away from WoW.

 

/cheers

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Nice little odd reading.

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Very well written and thank you for sharing this experience.

I hope you were able to deal with your death by writing and sharing this experience.

As for the incident itself, don't let it make you lose all faith in our post-apocalyptic world.

Most probably that guy was sitting there scared of who was coming up the stairs trying to kill him. 

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Great story, I enjoyed reading it :)

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I can totally relate. What a rush. It can happen in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, it doesn't happen like that very often.

 

GREAT job on staying alive so long. Enjoy the re-gear.

FWIW, I've had encounters with just 2 people on the server. Me and one other person and yet we find each other. Happened at least 3 times anyway. Usually happens by the cost.

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To the gent who got me.  Good show?! 

Whenever, however you spotted me and decided to chill in that stairwell.  Your survival skills surpass mine, I hope you enjoy the...

Fully kitted Green magpul M4, acog, bipod, two 40 round mags, 240 rounds in the can.

   "       "        FNX, almost 80 round loose.

Binos, compass, 2x morphine, full bandage, charcoal, antibiotics, full saline kit, epi pen.

Misc stuff like flares, headlamp, machete, rope.

Day of food/water.

Full camo, spare hat

Fireplace kit!  Deer meat.

And those sick thin framed shades.

 

/cheers

 sorry to break it to you, but chances are it was some KoS'er who could care less. and prolly didnt even stop to look at the corpse u left behind..

 

this games rife with " i dont have time for anything but padding the K/D counter"... sadly...

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Excellent FIRST POST EVER. 

 

:huh:

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That was me!

 

only kidding, I would have made friends with you and played along side you through various escapades before taking you to a "cool place I know of" and then asking you to open a can of beans for me, before popping one in your head and taking all of your undamaged gear.

 

God dammit, why KoS when screwing with people is way more interesting?

 

People have no imagination any more.

 

Great job of writing, I really enjoyed reading that, I'd give you my beans twice if I could.

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