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WaffleBrah

Dat Feel I Felt That Day(z).

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I have no idea how many people come here, I only come here for the troll threads, anyway just wanted to get this feeling Ive had off my chest(zing).

This video game, it is not like anything I have ever played before, it is ruthless, it is aggravating, it is harsh, it is hilarious and it is jus so fucking deep.

The adrenaline rush and the blood pressure that almost makes my vains explode just from hearing a gunshot matches some extreme recreational activities I like to participate in and I find it amazing that a video jame can cause a sitting person in his humble abode (or Internet cafe which ever the budget lets you) to almost pass out.

I must say I'm not a hardcore gamer neckbeared, but I have played some games(inb4 cod boy), mostly fps's, and this has to be just about the best video jame (I say jame because Internet slang is cool) I have ever played.

It's just finds its way right to your core, it's not one of those "Look Ma, Im flying an AC-130" type games, it is so much more than that, it tests your ethics, your judgement, your ability to function under pretty heavy pressure. And it's all because you get one life, if you die you start again, no saving no checkpoints only the eternal space of Debug Forest. Suddenly you take shit way too seriously, your memorizing you routine on how to Alt+F4 in the quickest manner in order to maximise your chance of survival, your body freezes for a second when you realise you've just lost all your valuable shit but your mind isn't, it can't take the fact that you have just DIED, gone, that overwhelming feeling of regret or frustration that there were a million ways you could have chosen that would cheat death but instead your greeted with the famous hand stamped bloody screen of death from which there is no return.

But that's not entirely what I wanted to talk about, what I came to waste your time with is the outcome feeling I get from encounters with unknown survivors.

One day I was walking around the vast farmlands of Chernarus (NwAirfield, Vybor, Stary area) on a quest to find chopper-crash sites, and suddenly I hear a shot, not more than 300 meteres away, it was a makarov, after playing this game for quite a while I've gotten familiar with gun sounds, I can recognise anything from an m9 sd, to the massive 14 kg anti material m107 sniper rifle. Anyway as I was saying As soon as I heared the shots my heart started going ape-shit in my ribcage, I was lookin with my eyed focusing on anything moving on my screen, suddenly I spot a zombie, and then a deer stand and finally a woman blasting off at the poor fellah, i immediately went into predafag mode, moving closer to her and on the way hiding behind trees and bushes, by the time I got 100m from her she had already climbed off the deerstand and started sprinting into the open field, I was equipped with only an aks-74 cobra, so I knew I had to get closer, after 2 seconds of scratching my testichles I said fuck it and started running after the bitch, ten seconds pass and she's sitting on the ground scanning the area, "oh shit" I say, as I know she will eventually turn and see a black man with an aks running towards her( I wasn't worried about the makarov I was worried about the m14 aim point she had strapped to her shoulders) I still wasn't In shooting range so I kept running at her like a tard, she didn't turn, I was getting closer and finally into shooting range, I aimed my rifle at her for a bit in order to catch my breath then before she could turn I said "yo bro I'm friendly don't shoot okay" in a bIt of a cowardly voice, I couldnt help it my arms were shaking like fuckin Muhammad Ali with parkinsons and my heart beat was so loud in my ears I could barely hear the game. She spun towards me and I noticed she no longer wielded her makarov but now equipped her 1 shot kill beast m14 and aimed it straight to my face, there was silence, I panicked, and I let off two AK rounds into her skull only to hear the guy on the other end murmur "why...". I immediately regretted those damned shots, I was so upset that this guy now has to start a over again just because I pressed a button twice, I felt terrible and still do.

And all because of this game, it's a fucking blizzard of emotion, and I'm having a blast.

Thanks for reading guys and feel free to Comment, I might spew another story if I'll feel like it, I play on DE 198 which belongs to my group called PRTA, we're international and we have over 15 members, you can find our teamspeak on prteamwork.com if you're in to that sort of thing.

By the way I'm writing this from my iPhone so forgive me for any stupid spelling mistakes, cheers.

Waffle.

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Beleive me you would feel just as terrible if you would have hesitated and that other survivor would have shot you in the face.

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Enjoyable Read

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