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Alas poor Matt i knew him well..

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Well not at fucking all actually. Spawn at Balota, enfield and maks going off near the hangars like a middle eastern birthday party. Hang back for a bit protecting my bandage and painkillers near the military camp, 2-3 minutes later and silence so i crouch in to have a look at the carnage. Couple of flyblown dudes in hangar 1, steal another bandage and score a morphine. Morphine, sweeeeet. Thats all i need to to survive this shitstorm.I suck it down.

Have a look in the tower..sfa, but i take an empty whisky bottle so i can lick the lid later. Head out because some other random runs in and brings a fleet of zeds with him, i throw the bottle inside with him, smashing it against the wall and run to the warehouses east of the field. Some dude is in hnagar 1 with an svd and says hey you got any Morph ? A dude is down with busted legs not too far away. Oooops. Ummm no man i haven't seen any. He is shooting zeds with his svd..i round up the 978 he has aggroed and draw them away from him leaving them dumped behind various trees and bushes.

Cruise into the warehouse and there is old mate prone on the floor..i say..'you must be the dude with busted legs ? ' He says 'yeah man..quite annoying.'..i agree. I check the other warehouse and sip on a coke , he crawls in ak74 out. I tell him some dude is looking for Morph for ya man, if you want i can do a quick run to Cherno and grab him a fix, he says nah fuck that, i will give you my stuff if you want and go suicide. I tell him, dude ..will only take me 20 and i can be back, but he has already dropped his ak74 and ammo and is heading out the door on his belly. He crawls up to two hoppers and is promptly attacked, i watch from the doorway and listen to his screams. Say goodbye and enjoy your death.

After thje carnage the guy with the svd cruises over and i tell him what went down. We go over and check his stuff , i find out his name was Matt..forever now known to me as Suicide Matt. Svd lad and me decidie to head to Cherno so i can bag him as he is at 4800 blood. Which we do successfully. But my mind is occupied by the screaming of Suicide Matt as he lay there compliently having his face eaten. I only knew you briefly Matt but you sir were a true lad.

Your ak74 took out a bandit several scenes later so all was not a waste.

Suicide Matt. A dayz Boss with no fear.

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R.I.P. Matt 'Suicide' Person

2012-2012

Lest we forget.

Until next server restart.

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Haha, good read man.

An afterthought though, with the rampant suicide going on all over Chernarus we really should set up a suicide prevention hotline.

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Haha, good read man.

An afterthought though, with the rampant suicide going on all over Chernarus we really should set up a suicide prevention hotline.

Advice Given: "Stay outta Cherno and Elektro."

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Advice Given: "Stay outta Cherno and Elektro."

And hand rails on bridges to avoid the en masse suicides of Jonestown proportions.

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The Martyrdom of Matt.

Can anyone paint this scene on the ceiling of the Cherno Cathedral? It could be a place of pilgrimage.

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The Martyrdom of Matt.

Can anyone paint this scene on the ceiling of the Cherno Cathedral? It could be a place of pilgrimage.

ahhh to bathe ones sore trekking feet in the holy dew and ponder poor Matts sacrifice. If we get spray paint in the standalone, this is my first task. The old stories of people who passed. Matt will be the first to adorn the roof.

Demon..*sniffle* you touched a rare place inside of me. I did not think Fuckemov had such tenderness.

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There once was a brave lad named Matt,

With a haw and a fiddeli-dee!

He laid there with broken bones,

A weapon clutched in his hands

He said he would drop down his rifle,

So the others could run for their lives

He crawled out the door, he lured them all,

The hoppers, two caught his sight

There once was a brave lad named Matt,

He had his face eaten off by two zombies,

with a haw and a fiddeli-dee!

Never forget!

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ahhh to bathe ones sore trekking feet in the holy dew and ponder poor Matts sacrifice. If we get spray paint in the standalone, this is my first task. The old stories of people who passed. Matt will be the first to adorn the roof.

Demon..*sniffle* you touched a rare place inside of me. I did not think Fuckemov had such tenderness.

As long as he is not in the vicinity of Nazi Pigs Fuckemov has a heart of gold plated steel.

Matt, we salute your sacrifice for the Motherland.

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