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posting without pants |
You will be happy with out production tonight. 1. We found your mortal enemy's base. 2. We raided airfield and got lots of sweet stuff (no landmines sadly) but lots of ammo and guns. Most of which we sold for about a full briefcase full of gold. 3. With a small portion of these profits, we purchased a lockable Military offroad vehicle 4. We found a food supply crate with lots of food and drinks at the base. Nala and I make a good scaving team. We found this bike right.... So Nala wants to bring it back for one of the others. So she's riding it and I'm driving the car to the trade area. Well, between the half full briefcase we found, the treasure crate we found, and the stuff we sold (ambulance and what not) we have me guard the car in the trade area. It is safe, in that you can't shoot someone/be shot, but they can steal you stuff. If they do, you wait for them to leave the safe area and start bustin' caps in asses. Well I'm sitting in the car driver's seat when this guy comes up and looks in the car. THen he steals the bike! Who the hell steals a bike in the video game. I pop a few AK rounds over his head and he decided to get off the bike and run away.. Kevin Strive to live your life so when you wake up in the morning and your feet hit the floor, the devil says "Oh crap, he's up." | |||
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posting without pants |
Maybe when we have everyone on we team up in3, 4 to 5 man squads and the squad leaders have the all speak access to talk to everyone. Strive to live your life so when you wake up in the morning and your feet hit the floor, the devil says "Oh crap, he's up." | |||
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The Joy Maker |
Nala wants the bike for Throberella, he has this obsession with the mountain bike, like me with the Funbulance. Good work on finding fuckhats base, how sure are we it's his hidey hole? I don't want to waste some innocent party, not to mention a precious landmine. When you're scaving with her listen to your gut, she doesn't have that thing that tells her you've got enough for now, you're pushing your luck. I mean it's not like you can't just drive back after dropping off the stuff and get more stuff.
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posting without pants |
She swears it is his base. I know where it is. It isn't far and is on the way to the airfield. http://dayzdb.com/map#6.066.092 See where the road makes the "Y" just north of Vyshnoye? He's right between the two arms of the "Y" just outside of town. Ya, I was the voice of reason tonight. We also found some asshole's locked SUV and laid waste to it. Strive to live your life so when you wake up in the morning and your feet hit the floor, the devil says "Oh crap, he's up." | |||
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The Joy Maker |
Okay, I just wanna be damn sure. Don't need to be going to war with the whole server. Killin' skags on the road is one thing, but camping their base is another, especially for a crime they didn't commit.
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posting without pants |
Well... I had a few other ideas about that.... I'll fill you in later. Talk to her. She claims that it is there, and I saw that there IS a base there.... I gotta work secondary tomorrow at 11 so i'm off to bed shortly. Strive to live your life so when you wake up in the morning and your feet hit the floor, the devil says "Oh crap, he's up." | |||
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posting without pants |
Well, school is cancelled due to snow... guess I'll play some more. Strive to live your life so when you wake up in the morning and your feet hit the floor, the devil says "Oh crap, he's up." | |||
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The Joy Maker |
If you ever wondered how a junkie can be a junkie... Hey, don't you have a wife?
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posting without pants |
Ya, but she is working early this week, and I'm working late. We won't see each other much this week. They key to a happy marriage is breaks for your own sanity! She's asleep and prolly getting up to get ready for work in a few hours Strive to live your life so when you wake up in the morning and your feet hit the floor, the devil says "Oh crap, he's up." | |||
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Member |
was gifted the game by a friend on steam, didn't know much about it until i read this thread..i'm interest is up a bit | |||
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bigger government = smaller citizen |
Slight derail, but does anyone have a copy of the chack-chack flapping junk short story they could email to me? “The urge to save humanity is almost always only a false-face for the urge to rule it.”—H.L. Mencken | |||
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Help! Help! I'm being repressed! |
Ok, what Mumble server do you guys use? And what DayZ server? | |||
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The Joy Maker |
Apparently we have land mines now, and Skull Leader, did you say you were a good pilot or something? A pilot would make our raids on the fucktards much easier.
No, that only comes out for special occasions, birthdays and funerals and achievement days and the like.
Were you gifted DayZ or ARMA? Because there's the standalone DayZ and then there's the mod for ARMA 2: Op Arrowhead, that's what we're playing.
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Help! Help! I'm being repressed! |
Yeah, I'm an excellent pilot. I'm an excellent pilot....Uh oh, fifteen minutes to Judge Wapner. In the People's Court....da, da, da, da!!! | |||
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The Joy Maker |
Gooood, goooooooooo. Yesterday we had some fool wander onto our mountain. We had a bunch of people out and about, Arc went off into Electro to pickup chicks, Skull Leader had just got in and was making his way back, I think maybe Godsmoke went out to get him, so it was just me, Gurney and Nala at base when suddenly I hear a truck approaching. We figured out it was nobody coming back to base so we took defensive positions, Gurney up in his sniper bunker on the roof armed with an SVD I think, me out by the front door on our balcony thingy, ready to sprint inside and lock the door should this be a full scale assault. Nala, unfortunately, was outside and across the road cutting down trees so all she had was her chainsaw for some reason. I don't know why she didn't have a sidearm. So we're waiting as the sound gets louder and this big, blue Ural truck comes into view, just trundling along the dirt road, totally oblivious to the shit pipe he climbed up into. We open fire, Nala keeps saying "shoot out the tires!" and I say fuck that noise, I'm gonna blast him with my chopper, do Mr. Kalashnikov proud, and aim for the cab. So he's getting dinged, Gurney has shot out his tires, the truck comes to a stop and he bails, Nala yells "He's out of the truck!" and Gurney, the expert marksman he is, deftly takes aim and shoots Nala because the only person he sees down there is her. She's alive but fucked up, as one of those 7.62s is likely to do. I don't see the driver, neither does Gurney, Nala is hurt and bleeding bad, but she catches sight of him, doing God knows what, so she runs up, and, well, I reckon the picture says it all: Yes, that's blood shooting from his crotch. Nala, like I said, has issues. We felt kind of bad for it, he was clearly a Bambi, all he had on him was a couple Makarovs, and bacon and beer, that's what you start out with. Not to mention the totally retarded attempt to drive up some winding mountain road in a Ural truck. It's not fast, it's not maneuverable, they suck on anything but a paved road. But, Bambi or not, he drove up into a free-fire zone. Maybe once our base it more secure we wont be as hasty on the trigger, but for now we gotta make coming up to Ewok Village 2000 look like a bad idea.
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posting without pants |
ha. Nice. "We don't take kindly to your kind 'round here." Strive to live your life so when you wake up in the morning and your feet hit the floor, the devil says "Oh crap, he's up." | |||
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recovering ammoholic |
Reb0rn checking in. Having a great time playing with y'all --------------------------------- How's your cardio? Nature, alas, made only one being out of you although there was material for a good man and a rogue.” -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And when you gaze long into an abyss the abyss also gazes into you. - Friedrich Nietzsche | |||
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The Joy Maker |
Yeah, we're gonna have to have a talk about your FFFFOOOOOOOTBAAAAAAAAWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLery and your inability to follow Nala's directions ಠ_ಠ Last night, after a successful run into Electro (minus the part where some show tune fan stole one of our Humvees and shot the tires out of the other), we were headed back to our new base when we came upon a weapon crate next to the road, just outside of town. We stopped for it, couldn't resist the temptation as it was filled with almost a dozen M16 variants, scoped, underslung 'nade launchers, a real party pack. We were farting around with that, trying to fit all the guns in the truck when we heard a vehicle approaching. I skittered off to the side of the road to hide in the grass, the rest of the team jumped in the Humvee to make a run for it, but too late. Some cock horse riding motherfuckers in an uparmored Humvee come over the hill and open up on our truck with a .50, blowing out a tire. The squad dismounts and is immediately blown to bits by large-caliber slugs, cutting through the Hummer's body like it's not even there. I'm still hiding out in the grass and they start driving through it, making donuts like they're trying to run me over, but I wait, until they actually do drive right over me. I take aim with my AK74, I know since it's uparmored I probably wont be able to shoot through the windshield, but maybe it will spook them off. It doesn't and this boylover comes around for another pass and his rump ranger on the gun fires a burst into my skull. Boom, dead, never announced who they were, just that we were dead. Very unsatisfying. And somehow, the fact that they didn't loot us makes it worse. If they were raiding, fine, they're dicks but at least they had a reason. No, this was just murder. Tonight someone tried murdering me again. I was just hanging around town, looting the houses for all their delicious Pepsi and having a good time popping zombies with the Winchester just for funsies. I'm heading back to the compound and I see another survivor down the road. I stop and look at him, knowing it's nobody in our group, otherwise they'd be asking who was here, on top of that I knew everyone was out getting a goddamned Blackhawk or some such. Suddenly this prick takes a shot at me with his Enfield, it fucks me up pretty good, but I'm not done, not by a long shot. I bring my Winchester up and pop him, he goes down and just to be sure I put one through the top of his head. Dumbass didn't even have anything good except an ALICE pack, and I didn't take that because I already had a good bag filled with delights and delicacies from the soft drink aisle.
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Help! Help! I'm being repressed! |
Were we able to save the Blackhawk? When I logged off they were still in the bunker with it. | |||
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The Joy Maker |
Hell if I know. Did you leave them in a jam without the Blackhawk? I'm gonna have to yell at you some more, aren't I?
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