There are nice people in DayZ..

[donakowski1@gmail.com 41]

Well, my survivor was on Day 7 I was doing fairly good for being the noob I am. Armed with an AKS-74 Kobra and 4 mags I thought I was on top of the world. I had food and water for days and was going small town to small town to make sure that didn’t change. So after a decent day of looting I logged off, came back on the next day trying to join a server and noticed it was taking a little longer than usual. When I spawned though…I instantly knew something was wrong, I was in a field, prone surrounded by dead bodies and incircled by badits/hackers. Thankfully I was able to disconnect before I died.

The next server I joined, I spawned by the coast to the West of Electro I was devastated thinking I had to start over again. But I noticed I still had my AK, as well as the rest of my gear! What luck I had, I made my way West along to coast until I saw a Lighthouse upon a hill on a little peninsula (A place I would later learn is called Cap Golova). All of a sudden, shots ring out, dirt all around me starts flying up I’m prone trying to roll away from the shots. I had never incountered a hostile player in DayZ yet. I try to run…dead. For good this time. This server had Global Chat on, a message popped up from “John: lol sorry preston” after a few messages back and forth I found out he is a nice guy and just happened to shoot whoever passes by and he was letting me come back and get my stuff.

I respawned in Electro, just to the East actually, following the hill side opposite the coast I made my way back to the Cap, I’m almost there I can get my stuff and be on my way I thought, then out of nowhere I start losing blood. Aggroed a heard of Zombies along the way, somehow, then a shot rings out and I’m put out of my misery “John: wasnt me preston” Oh well, third time is the charm.

Right?

I spawned once more in Electro, this time by the docks if I’m not mistaken which wasn’t to bad because I could follow the coast and FINALLY retrieve my things. I see the light house:

“John: 595 meters away preston”

“Preston: Thanks man just lead me there the best you can!” All of a sudden in red pops up:

“Server will restart in 1 minute”

“John: better hurry”

Upright sprinting I find my dead body, pull up my inventory get all my things..and the restart hits.

After I get back into the same server I open my gear to find..nothing. My heart sank, oh well I thought.

“John: whatd you miss”

“Preston: Well, everything man.”

“John: Ill hook you up, go to the road pls”

I get to the road, and find a ghilled man running at me; I follow him to his base half skeptical because I didn’t think many people were nice in this game. We make it to his camp to find a buddy of his, also ghilled up:

“John: take the pack from the tent”

Inside the pack was an M4A1 CCO SD,1 mag for it, a blood bag and civilian clothes (I think they just wanted to get rid of the clothes)

“Preston: Thank you so much man! This means a lot!” I left heading inland.

“John: arent you glad we killed you”

“John: preston? Come back, do you have mumble”

“Preston: No I don’t man, I’ll go download it.”

After I downloaded and got back into the game, he was gone.

Moral of the story, there are indeed great people in this game. You just have to..well, get lucky. John if you’re out there, I have mumble….and no idea how to use it.

Thank you.

Edited July 31, 2012 by Preston1

[Dancing.Russian.Man 1631]

Stop using the white theme.

Us who use the original black theme can't see anything you write in black.

Edit; Protip: Select the area of his post.

Edited July 31, 2012 by Dr621

[xWildChild 30]

COLOURS MAN!

[kentk94 194]

Well, my survivor was on Day 7 I was doing fairly good for being the noob I am. Armed with an AKS-74 Kobra and 4 mags I thought I was on top of the world. I had food and water for days and was going small town to small town to make sure that didn’t change.

So after a decent day of looting I logged off, came back on the next day trying to join a server and noticed it was taking a little longer than usual. When I spawned though…I instantly knew something was wrong, I was in a field, prone surrounded by dead bodies and incircled by badits/hackers. Thankfully I was able to disconnect before I died.

The next server I joined, I spawned by the coast to the West of Electro I was devastated thinking I had to start over again. But I noticed I still had my AK, as well as the rest of my gear! What luck I had, I made my way West along to coast until I saw a Lighthouse upon a hill on a little peninsula (A place I would later learn is called Cap Golova). All of a sudden, shots ring out, dirt all around me starts flying up I’m prone trying to roll away from the shots. I had never incountered a hostile player in DayZ yet. I try to run…dead. For good this time.

This server had Global Chat on, a message popped up from “John: lol sorry preston” after a few messages back and forth I found out he is a nice guy and just happened to shoot whoever passes by and he was letting me come back and get my stuff.

I respawned in Electro, just to the East actually, following the hill side opposite the coast I made my way back to the Cap, I’m almost there I can get my stuff and be on my way I thought, then out of nowhere I start losing blood. Aggroed a heard of Zombies along the way, somehow, then a shot rings out and I’m put out of my misery “John: wasnt me preston” Oh well, third time is the charm.

Right?

I spawned once more in Electro, this time by the docks if I’m not mistaken which wasn’t to bad because I could follow the coast and FINALLY retrieve my things. I see the light house:

” All of a sudden in red pops up:

“Server will restart in 1 minute”

“John: better hurry”

Upright sprinting I find my dead body, pull up my inventory get all my things..and the restart hits.

After I get back into the same server I open my gear to find..nothing. My heart sank, oh well I thought.

“John: whatd you miss”

“Preston: Well, everything man.”

“John: Ill hook you up, go to the road pls”

I get to the road, and find a ghilled man running at me; I follow him to his base half skeptical because I didn’t think many people were nice in this game. We make it to his camp to find a buddy of his, also ghilled up:

“John: take the pack from the tent”

Inside the pack was an M4A1 CCO SD,1 mag for it, a blood bag and civilian clothes (I think they just wanted to get rid of the clothes)

“Preston: Thank you so much man! This means a lot!” I left heading inland.

“John: arent you glad we killed you”

“John: preston? Come back, do you have mumble”

“Preston: No I don’t man, I’ll go download it.”

After I downloaded and got back into the game, he was gone.

Moral of the story, there are indeed great people in this game. You just have to..well, get lucky. John if you’re out there, I have mumble….and no idea how to use it.

Thank you.

Wow that was hard to read in those colors.

Quoting so others can read it without having to copy highlight the entire thing.

You're right, there can be nice people in the game. They are rare, but they exist. I once had someone give me their shotgun in Elektro. Pretty ballsy these days. I was grateful and dropped some medical supplies for his trouble.

Edited July 31, 2012 by kentk94

[donakowski1@gmail.com 41]

Stop using the white theme.

Us who use the original black theme can't see anything you write in black.

Edit; Protip: Select the area of his post.

Ahh thank you!

[donakowski1@gmail.com 41]

Wow that was hard to read in those colors.

Quoting so others can read it without having to copy highlight the entire thing.

You're right, there can be nice people in the game. They are rare, but they exist. I once had someone give me their shotgun in Elektro. Pretty ballsy these days. I was grateful and dropped some medical supplies for his trouble.

Sorry! Is that better?

[fonetica 6]

yup looks good :) cool story indeed

Edited July 31, 2012 by Dr. Nick