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    A distressed individual would suddenly begin transmitting on a random radio frequency, his broadcast would be filled with radio static and the distant sound of gunfire. [mp3]http://img.dayzrp.com/mp3/upload/56eee4681c7d1.mp3[/mp3]
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    Server and location: S1 VMC Approximate time and date of the incident (SERVER TIME): 20/03/2016 16:28 Your in game name: Noah White Names of allies involved: Non Name of suspect/s: Saif Bishara Friendly/Enemy vehicles involved (if any): Non Additional evidence? (video/screenshot): Yes, a video: Detailed description of the events: I was walking at the VMC ( Vybor Military Base ) looking for some ammo and magazines. After looked at almost every building i was entering the last barrack. I was just eating a can of food while a guy walked in the barrack. Then I took my AK in my hands, but the guy raised his weapon to me. I put my AK back on my back, then he said to walk and not to do anything like putting a weapon in my arms. I tried to talk and to RP with him. The interaction was not very much, then he asked to drop everything on the ground including my pants and jacket. Then he gave me a warning to do nothing went searching my belongings. I tried to RP with him, but he was more busy to take my gear. Then he was ready and said to put my clothing back on and walk back towards the VMC. I did that and that was the event. Then I looked at the playerlist at one moment and saw that he was logged off. Only the 30 minutes were not over yet.
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    *René is listening to the transmission, raising her eyebrow, a smirk on her lips* *while Chase talks into the radio she runs her fingers through his hair, whispering in his hear while he talks* "You are crazy, love" *she takes the radio out of his hand as soon as she recognise the guys voice and starts to transmit. Her voice is calm but strong and full of hate* "Sure. Why dont you warn people about yourself... About that you capture innocent girls for money and let them get tortured... Just a suggestion, you dirty liar." *she puts the radio on Chase´s lap, stands up and screams loud while kicking something infront of her* "Idiot"
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    Please close this report. He knows what he did wrong.
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    I see you stumbled upon my glorious thread! This is the place where I will be posting drawings of DayZRP characters and screenshots of my adventures in the Chernarus. Character drawing service is out of order since my drawing tablet is broken. No clue if I am getting a new one. So for now this is mostly for screenshots, I'll might draw something on paper and scan it here if I see it is worthy. Earlier works Previous works in chronological order My 2nd major character Werner, after he went batshit crazy and had a little tea party with Masquerade My 3rd major character, Tim Daniel Bazinov for Franko Asano Yoshi for Alitmos Anton Melnik for Blitz My current and 4th major character, Mr.Lind Tony Moretti for Roach Tony Moretti in alternative background Dr.Hope Pisces for Helena Vitalik Grazlov for Frozen Avatar for JimRP Kelly Addison for Freyz Dalton Low for Boston Avatar for Echo René for Terra But enjoy the content, feel free to comment and criticize. Only thing I really want is some feedback, whether it is good or bad!
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    *The Marshal stood halfway up the hill, where he'd found the best reception. He rubbed his face, contemplating. His previous message hadn't gotten much attention. Maybe this one would.* Hello, to everyone out there today... I made someone a promise, what seems like a long time ago. Now, I understand what it was exactly I agreed to... and know that I haven't held up my end of the deal. This is me trying to change that... Despite the fact that I fear the one being I promised this to may never come back to us... I am U.S. Deputy Marshal Johnathan Waters. Some call me The Marshal, I've been helping my people survive in this new world. Perhaps some of them will respond to this, vouching on the offer I'm soon going to make. For a... very long time... I questioned if I was the good guy anymore... Everyone tells me, yes, you are. How can you not be? Really, it's quite easy.... I'm not. We have done things... stuff of all sorts, in the name of survival. I, myself, have done many... many things I'm not proud of, but necessary things... Things I'd do again in a heartbeat. But what matters is the people... *He hesitates for a handful of seconds, watching the activity of all the people in his group moving around in the town down the hill from him, going about their tasks. Working together for something better.* People that aren't too far gone. If you are looking for a place, I can help you. Safety is an illusion, a lie these days... but safer... That's possible, with the right people... I will call whoever answers on this channel. Stay alive, and... Remember. Not what you've done here. But who you were. And what you can do. *He flips off the transmit button, listening to the static. He rests the radio against his forehead, closing his eyes, tapping the hunk of plastic against his skull. Time to make a difference again.*
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    This has been one of the most amazing communities I have ever been a part of. I have been a member here since June of 2015, still basically a whitename myself despite the fact most people don't associate me with that brand. I've grown and improved so much since the beginning of my path here. In June, I played on this server for over six hours, accidentally bypassing the whitelist unknowingly. My first time on the server was amazing, and somehow with the only rule I knew being to not KoS anyone, I wasn't involved in a report. I even robbed a developer of a few items(J.D.) without a hitch, but of course I made the basic new person mistake of going OOC a few times because I didn't know any better. I met some anarchists, an insane Joffrey, stole a truck from some random chick with Joffrey, and wandered up to meet my friend that had turned me on to this server. The whitelist went back up, and I was so in love that I joined the Teamspeak. This is where I met Terra for the first time, perplexed by her accent and intimidated by her attitude(Even to this day she scares me but I love her), and spoke to J.D. as well. They helped me to create an account and get my application started. The next day I was back in the server. My character, Damon, was better developed, and with a good understanding of the rules. For three days I was on my own, and on the third day I encountered some Irish brothers. They called themselves 'The Shelby Brothers', and they ran a pub outside of Msta. These two were none other than Husshh and DustinRay. I still talk to these guys every now and then, but not enough in my opinion. They took me into their dynamic group and began teaching me the ropes, and I learned a lot about how to follow the rules in RP. But I didn't expand, I was stuck in a bubble, only interacting with the Shelby's connections. Fast forward to July. The Shelby brothers were presumed dead, Damon's world had begun falling apart. He was near fatally wounded by some people who claimed to be employed by a man named Bo-Jack. He was stabbed repeatedly for not knowing the man's name. So, I made a new character with the intention of only playing him for a week whist Damon recovered from his wounds. A social experiment, of sorts, to see how people would react to a heavy authority figure that spoke his mind often and wasn't put off easily. Enter U.S. Deputy Marshal Johnathan Jericho Waters. This character was also a companion character to Cody Johnson, played by Jack Cutler. Still new to RP, I thought it would be a good idea to have him as a survivor of the plane crash. Yes, THE plane crash. Unfortunately, that's his backstory and it has stayed that way. I began talking to a man known as The Chief. He played with me for 3 days on his alt character Vadam before he found me on his main character along with Chaostica, Alitmos, and other Trust members. I immediately fell into a natural place with this group, feeling right at home. August. I officially became part of the Trust family. These people had started to become my friends IC as well as OOC. I had a lot of great RP moments, and I know I was probably a testing personality among the TS channels for them for a while. The Trust helped me develop my RP ability, and in turn, flesh out my character more. I am what I am today solely because of these people. And after many weeks, I still had yet to realize that Chief was breeding me for my future position as the leader of the group. I also met the lovely Gamemaster Fish Socks in this time. Her and I connected fairly well right off the bat, and is hands down one of my top favorite people in the world. We connected in-character as well, a romantic spark being set between the two. By this time, I was known IC as The Marshal. Few people knew his real name outside of the group. September came along, and my story revolved mostly around the group keeping safe, Marshal and Anne's relationship, and being hunted down by Darrion while a counter-hunt was being worked on. From October onward so much has ensured, from gunfights and hostilities, to negotiations and treaties. My character has gone through a rise and fall of sorts, going to one of the top three most powerful people in the server at that current time, back down to his humble current state that is just trying to keep those he cares about safe. He used to be a mediator, heavily involved in the affairs of others for the sake of doing good. But he grew tired of the ungratefulness that came from many individuals of the effort put forward and the risks taken. Now, I think back on all these moments, captivated by the intense and complicated story web I have woven, remembering the many faces and names of those that have had this journey with me, many of which are no longer with us for various reasons. I sit here remembering, and it makes me grin. Because I have so many good memories of this place. And I can't wait to see what the next 9 months will bring to my doorstep!
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    A list of Murphy's Laws for DayZ. Feel free to add some yourself! [spoiler=The Laws] - You only need an item after you throw it away - The chance of you getting robbed is inversely proportional to how many people you have robbed - Protection vests - will not - There is always a KoSer on server - Everything good is happening on the other server - The game will bug out when you least want it to - The situational awareness of a group is inversely proportional to the amount of hostiles watching - Supressors - Dont - Friendly fire - isnt - If your attack is going really well, its an ambush - No plan ever survives first contact - Waterproof clothes - arent - Any item of importance that you drop will glitch out - The one scope that works for you is damaged - Anything you do can get you killed, including nothing - The one caliber you need is no longer spawning - If you have extra food, you will never get hungry enough. If you dont pack enough, you will immediately be hungry - GM is devoid of bandits untill you get there - All whitenames are the lone survivors of a plane crash - The new update will erase your character - The man you just walked away from is about to shoot you - No one is around to see you pull off a cool shot - Everyone is around to see you fuck up the RP - Zombies dont exist until you run out of ammo - You are always one slot short when you need it - You only run out of rags when the whole squad is bleeding - Your VOIP is stuck on - When you have a sniper rifle, all your initiations become close range - When you have an UMP, all your initiations happen across a large open field - The Admin have two rules: 1) The Admin are always right 2) If the admin are not right, rule 1 immediately takes place [JK love u admin dont ban<3] - The evidence for the report are in the two minutes you failed to record - The more inventory space you have, the more useless items you have and the less vital items you carry - Drybags - arent - The first aid kit has everything you dont need - When you are using a light-source, the person you run into is using GammaGoggles, and vice-versa - Your sewing kits get ruined just before you really need them - Netting only exists when you arent looking for it - A person with a sawed-off mosin is not to be trusted - The knife is pristine untill you need to skin and quarter something. Thats when it's damaged. - The meat you cooked will get you sick - If they claim to be a good shot, they arent - The one person handling overwatch is not paying attention - The improvised supressor will break one shot before you need it - The better the items you have, the more likely it is that you will die randomly - Never stand still on a stairway. You will die. - You will accidentaly press "v" only when you are close to a ledge or during intense RP - You have a 50% chance of hitting F1 instead of F2 and dying - You never read the text initiation untill its too late - Your group idea is always too generic or already done - The cooked meat they fed you is human meat - Female charachters are actually guys 90% of the time - The link in Rolle's signature can really help you with your complaints - The rate at which your question is seen by Helpers is inversly proportional to how quickly you need it answered - The blood bag is never compatible with your blood type - The thing you just did makes you sick in the latest patch - The good RP starts the moment you log out, and ends when you log in - The heli crash site is already looted - The person with the SVD or VSS is always trigger-happy - The moment you pick up a Mosin, you only find the SKS ammo. The moment you pick up an SKS, you only find Mosin ammo - You are always zeroed too high or too low - You only find good hunting ground in The Wolves' territory - They are always too busy to RP with you, except for when you are too busy to RP with them - Some people still "spawn" - The distance between you and an item is directly proportional to how much you want/need that item - The attatchments you find never work for your weapon - The gear you dont want is pristine, the gear you need is damaged - Only swap worn items for pristine items when no one is watching. Your character cant tell the difference - Most medical RPers suck at medical RP - Most people RPing an East-European character have a shit fake accent - The people your life depends on have no game experience
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    Good luck & welcome back
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    We are truly sorry for this inconvenience, if we happen to find any info regarding this event we will reopen this report. /Closed
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    Chapter 2: Good Doctor No More [align=justify]I took a walk with Victor that night. I explained to him my emotions and how I wanted things to be the same, even though it wasn’t going to work as smoothly as I imagined. I imagined things happening differently, I had played scenarios in my head, it would put me at ease somewhat. At least it helped with the paranoia I was suffering from. [align=justify]“Victor I need you to realise that I’m not… back… fully… I guess you could say I'm being babysat. Dragoslav and Carmine are watching me. They won't leave me alone, they want me healthy and won't leave me alone until I am. I just wanted you to know, so you don’t think I'm leaving you.” Victor turned his head to me, I'm sure I caught a small glimpse of him smiling. “Señorita, knowing that I know you’re alive, is enough to keep me happy. I lived without you for a few weeks, I'm sure I can keep doing that for a few more. At least it will be easier knowing you’re alive.” Hearing him say that lifted the weight from my shoulders, I softly sighed a ‘thank you’ to him. Victor guided us to the unoccupied cabin Dragoslav had ‘assigned’ to me earlier that night and we fell asleep together with the warmth of the fire and the comfort of an actual bed. When I had finally woke from the long sleep it felt as if my stress had completely disappeared. But when I turned to wrap my arm around Victor… he wasn't there. I could understand why. I'm sure he wanted me to have my rest and he had things to do. Maybe he was looking for a way to keep his temper from exploding... Or was hunting for Dragoslav. [align=justify]Dragoslav opened my door slowly brandishing what looked like a radio. He glanced at me for a moment and then with his thick serbian accent he sternly spoke to me, “Hope. Carmine said you are to head down to Berezino, he will be there waiting for us. I will be going with you but when we get there I’ll be clearing the infected out for you. Do you understand?” I nodded, pushing myself to my feet. I couldn’t look at him without thinking about what I did last night, and I simply just didn't have the will to tell him. [align=justify]We gathered our supplies and quickly cooked up something to eat before we left. At least I was going to be walking on a full stomach. Another can of … beans. You would think this world would be running a little low on beans, wouldn't you? Apparently not, because that's all we seemed to ever eat. The weather was fair, the sun was shining and I could hear the birds in the sky. Seemed like a good day to go for a walk. Dragoslav, Isaac and I began our expedition north-east. It gave us much time to talk about many of things. Most just boring everyday crap which I won't bore you with. But at least it helped pass the time. Before we knew it Berezino was within eye sight. We stopped for only a moment, enough time to take a look around. We wanted to make sure there were no infected before we started roaming threw the streets. “Everything looks good!” The loud burst of words caught me off guard, as Isaac slapped Dragoslav on the shoulder. We made our way into the city, passing the burnt out cars and the road block. Dragoslav moved off to the first house. Myself, I went directly to the clinic. I was in desperate need of supplies and I couldn't turn up the chance to at least check. I of course kept myself on guard. No one knows what bullshit could be hiding in any of these houses. I found it hard though, hard to determine what was real and what my mind was making up. My mind never fully healed, I don't think it ever will in a world like this. So when I saw what looked like a shadowy-human figure on top of the clinics roof, I played it off as just another mind trick… I closed my eyes and pulled the sunglasses from my jacket pocket. I put them on and took another look through my prescribed cracked framed glasses… Nothing. I walked up to the clinic and pushed the front door open. The rusty door screamed as I forced it open. [align=justify]*CLICK!* The all too familiar sound of someone loading a gun. “Who the fuck are you?” The southern accent sounded vaguely familiar to me. Yet again for what is probably the ten millionth time in my life I could feel the cold barrel of a gun poke the back of my head. It is as if it was a natural thing for me to do, I raised my hands and sighed in disbelief. “H-Hope, Doctor Hope Pisces?” I stuttered for a moment but then collected myself in time to announce myself. Why is everyone pointing their guns at me? The thought crossed my mind. Did I miss something whilst I was gone? I felt as the barrel of the gun was dropped from the back of my head. “Jesus fucking Christ… You certainly took your time getting here. Try to announce yourself next time. You came within seconds of losing the back of your head to a bullet.”. Joseph Carmine holstered his gun and wrapped an arm around me, we embraced for a moment as two survivors embrace to show one another that some things in this world are still real. I let a smile take over my face for a moment. “Sorry Carmine, we would have been here earlier but every muscle in my body is aching.” [align=justify]We took as little time as we could collecting supplies and spent even littler time saying bye to Dragoslav and Isaac. But finally by the end of the day Joseph and I made our way to a tiny town on the outskirts of Berezino. When I entered the town I was caught off guard. It didn't seem like a place for an injured woman to stay and heal. There were many men, most of them calling out insults to each other. I remember one man calling others ‘chooches’. It had the feeling of a mafia. [align=justify]Or at least that's the conclusion I came to from what I was hearing. But they were nice, friendly and calm. If only my paranoia wasn’t getting in the way it would’ve seemed like a tolerable place. But the paranoia kept me from enjoying my stay. I am so afraid. Afraid all the time, afraid they would pull something on me. Something like what the clowns did or the three men who kidnapped me. But could you blame me? I couldn’t. Over the few days I was camping there the memories rotting my mind were the scenarios of what is going to happen to Dragoslav. The guilt swarming my body and wrapping it until I felt like I couldn’t breath. [align=justify]Three days so far. How long was I going to be staying here? How long could I last? It was the end of the third day when Joseph came to me. I slight look of concern on his face. “So some of the guys are saying you are antisocial… Sticking to yourself. Talking to yourself. They say you're always looking at the ground and you are just acting weird…” I stopped looking at the ground to face Carmine. “Weird how? What is this getting too?” I hastily asked, the nerves building up in me almost made me drop to the floor. “I don’t know… Is everything OK? Are you hungry? Thirsty? In pain? Do you just have something to say…?” Joseph was like an exit door for me to get rid of this guilt. So I opened my mouth and admitted to him. “I’ve… done something I shouldn’t have, I’ve put Dragoslav in danger. Victor gave me an option, saying he could be beaten to death or shot in the leg and punched. I chose the second one but I knew I could’ve done more than that.” Joseph brought his hand to his face for a moment before speaking, “You did what?” I hesitated, “It’s my fault, I’m taking the blame. I started all this. If I didn’t go missing none of this conflict would of started so this is my doing, especially choosing what happens to Dragoslav.” Carmine slumped down to the floor in a seated position, “Hope I told you what I would do if he harmed Dragoslav. I told you I was going to talk to Dragoslav.” I paused, letting out a heavy quilted sigh, “I know but he gave me a third option… To kill him. Victor said if I killed him then nothing would happen to Dragoslav. But I never chose that option... It’s my fault but I don’t want to kill or harm anyone. Joseph just promise me you won’t get yourself involved.” [align=justify]Joseph stood up, gritting his teeth. “Hope, there is a story in the bible. Two brothers, one evil, one a good man who both hated each other. One had to go.” I interrupted but Joseph cut me off with the interruption, “Hope, someone needs to die.” I stepped forward like a with a feeling of guilt hanging over my head. “This is my fault! Because of me, the people I love are getting hurt! My friends and family! I could’ve done more! I take this blame…” Joseph’s brow furrowed, “Hope you have to make the decision. I found out my niece had betrayed me, my friends and the rest of our family. I took her down that field behind my house not but thirty yards away and put a bullet in the back of her head. That was the sacrifice I made to save other people.” I felt my eyes bulge from my head with the stress swirling like a tornado inside of it. “I don’t want to lose my fiancé like I lost Stefanie, I just can’t! But I can’t lose Dragoslav either… Or you...” I muttered with a heartbroken voice. “Not everyone is like you Carmine.” And with that I walked out of the house. [align=justify]I staggered up the hill as best I could. Thought swirling in my head the whole time. Even though telling him what I did helped a little, it caused more pain inside of me. It seemed to only increase my guilt. I sat on the grass, roaming my fingers through the leafs and staring up at the sky. [align=justify]Joseph had followed a few minutes afterwards, sitting down beside me. “I’m sorry.” It took me a moment to realise what he just said, “Why are you sorry?” He chuckled, pulling the cowboy hat off and laying it next to me. He pulled the glasses from his face then folded them and placed them in his pocket. He stopped for a moment, as if to catch his breath. “What you said back there is true, people aren’t like me… But you have to realise I did that to stop others from getting killed.” I turned on my side to face him, “Carmine. You need to understand. You need to realise. Victor has friends, if you interfere, if we hurt him or even killed him I’m sure his friends would figure out who it was. Then we’d be putting everyone down in that town in danger. Do you understand me? I know you’re trying to help but it’s best if it was only me, Victor and Dragoslav involved. The less people the better.” Joseph rolled up his sleeve, “You see these crosses which are now scars?” I nodded, “These represent the lives I took.” I examined the thick scallop scaled scars. “Whose lives did you take…?” Do they have names, these scars? He stayed silent before muttering, “My family and my niece.” I lowered my eyes back down to the grass, “I’m sorry.” Joseph lifted himself back onto his feet. “Just do me one favor Hope.” [align=justify]Looking up to him. The sun shining over his shoulders, making him a silhouette in the setting sun. “I won’t interfere, but don’t make me put another cross on this arm.” Then he walked down the hill. He didn't look back but walked slowly as if taking the time to think to himself. I began smiling, deviously. I persuaded him to not get in the way. Now Victor is in safe hands from Carmine. Now to focus on how to help Dragoslav.
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    This thread will NOT become a back and forth. If you do not have any relevant information to bring to this report, then please refrain from posting. Thank you. [align=left]Mr.Patryk95, you are still required to post a full and detailed POV. Please attempt to describe the situation to the best of your ability.
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    Thank you! Things are going to be getting intense with Victor, Carmine, Dragoslav and Hope. All I need to do is just write it.
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    I guess its my turn now? But yes I am taking a small break. I've been told by multiple people, for a while now, that I was going to burn out soon and to be honest, they're right. As much as I tried not to, I have indeed fried my brain a bit within the last couple of weeks/maybe month? I'll be around, don't fret. But I will be fully back within a week or so. To my lovely people in staff, don't break anything? I love you all. And to my GM Team, now it's time to hustle Kay, Byeeee <3
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