Wall of text first experiences playing with friends.

[VBS.Redlof.B 43]

I've been playing Dayz for a few weeks or so, but my friend Quincy had only started playing yesterday.

We decided to meet up and get some low-level weaponry and an Alice pack for Quincy from around Elektro, before heading inland a bit in an attempt to avoid other players or maybe find some more interesting loot.

Yesterday was pretty entertaining for us. On my way towards where Quincy had spawned, I stopped in a few buildings for the sake of grabbing whatever supplies I could (I had died pretty recently). I found 2 Ghillie suits (I have never found even one of these before yesterday).

We eventually found each other on the coast east of Elektro and after a little zombie siege on a crane, we headed towards the city for some basic supplies.

We got sidetracked while approaching and ended up in the firestation to the north, where I found a DMR (again, first ever) and Quincy took my old Winchester.

Once we made it to Elektro, we had a decent amount of food, drink, ammo and equipment. I even had a blood pack from the hospital roof.

We finally found a backpack for Quincy, in the café, but it was a Czech backpack. Now Quincy doesn't have a mouse, and I couldn't remember the keyboard alternatives to the scroll-wheel at the time. He managed to put all of his stuff from his current backpack in the new bag, but then couldn't pick it up. We were being genuine idiots. Then Quincy put his coyote pack on the ground. "It's okay," I thought, "we'll find another pack soon enough."

At this point, Quincy had to leave. We were both pretty happy with our progress - especially considering we had been wandering around Elektro for a good while without major incident.

Then we logged back on today.

We continued to loot Elektro in search of a new backpack. we started to hear full-auto gunfire in the distance. Eventually it started to sound pretty close (we spotted the guy running from some zeds across town at one point, but he seemed to be going in the opposite direction to us) and Quincy, fearing for his Ghillie and life, decided that he wasn't really happy with coming face to face with a guy wielding a fully automatic weapon. This was fair enough and I left alone to the building opposite the café (schoolhouse?).

I had my DMR on my back and an M1911 equipped. As I walked round a corner, I saw the guy who'd been firing all this time. We were both stood still just looking at each other for about a second, when we both simultaneously opened fire. I put a hole mag into him, and I was down to 1.5k blood. I ran into a back room and immediately started bandaging myself.

As soon as the bandage was on I fell unconscious. Quincy asked if I was about to die and if he should come help, but it was safer for him to stay in the café. When I regained consciousness, I heard the guy sitting very close bandaging himself, so I decided that if I couldn't kill him, I'd scare him off. I threw a frag grenade I found in the firehouse into the room where I thought he was, and pretty soon after he was gone. We have no idea where he went - he might have DC'd in hindsight.

After the fighting had stopped I ran back to Quincy, and he gave me a blood transfusion.

After a while of uneventful looking around, I decided to go into the market - when I spotted a guy in there. He was fending off one or two zombies with a hatchet, so I went in to see if he was friendly. I had my DMR equipped as a deterrent and he said "don't shoot! Don't shoot!" So I didn't. Then, just after I'd finished typing "Friendly" I noticed he was aiming a Makarov at my head. So I shot him. When he was dead, I felt pretty bad about it - until I looked at my murders: 0 and my Bandit kills: 1. I instantly felt pretty okay about it.

I went back into the cafe and somehow a zombie had been aggro'd to me. With a single hit it broke my leg before I gunned it down. I couldn't get down the stairs so Quincy went towards the hospital. I honestly wasn't expecting him to make the journey without some other player showing up and killing him - especially since we'd already been in fights with two guys. He managed to get into the hospital, grab a morphine injector and get back to me without a single zombie noticing him. Considering it was his second time playing and without a mouse, I was pretty impressed.

Then some guy ran up the stairs with a Lee Enfield and shot me in the head. Quincy gunned the guy down. When I got back there, I grabbed some of my stuff before the same guy came back. The details of this particular fight are a little blurry. In the end, there were about 5 corpses in the café alone and most of the loot had somehow disappeared via some kind of glitch or something.

Somewhat defeated but still somehow alive, we headed towards the church. Whilst just searching some of the loot, I was being as oblivious as humanly possible and got shot in the head by another person trying to get some easy loot via pvp.

Then Quincy shot him dead.

Then another guy came at him, and Quincy got the jump on him by hiding behind a corner.

He started to loot the bodies, finding NVGs, a map, compass and an M4A1 CCO. Before he could pick them up, however, he was shot in the side of the head.

And that's our first adventure together in DayZ.

Quincy is a much more competent player than I had expected - and I'm a much less competent player than I'd hoped.

[Bianca 92]

[VBS.Redlof.B 43]

[quincinater 7]

Ah yes, the story of how we both got good stuff before we were gunned down, and this makes me out to be more competent than i remember, it also made me really jumpy about everything on that game ever