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    Dear Community I will have to leave Staff at this point as my priorities have changed in RL. I thought the three weeks break would give me the time to get everything done, but sadly that is not enough and I have to change my focus. It was a blast all those years and I dont regret anything. I had much fun and I got to know so many lovely people. This Community is still my home and I wont leave, since I enjoy hanging around and of course I enjoy playing and roleplaying. There are so many people I would love to thank personaly but I cannot name them all. In general, I would love to thank you all for your support, your feedback, may it be a pat on the back or criticism, for your nice words, for discussions and suggestions. Without you, you active players and members, I would have not been able to do this and without you DayZRP would be long gone. Thanks to the people I was able to work with during my time in Staff. I know your good intentions and you all work(ed) hard to keep DayZRP going. I will absolutely miss the time. Again, thank you all for your support in every way. With much love, Terra
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    I totally forgot my four years anniversary three days ago. Thank you again!
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    Over 2 years in the community and tonight was the first firefight in which I actually partook in and ultimately killed a man. WHAT HAVE I BECOME!!! HELP ME GUISE!!!
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    In memory of Wumby and Jabba Its a long day...
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    I never was or never will be a person of long texts and all that shit so I'm gonna try to keep it short. I joined this community quite a long while ago (March 2015 to be exact) and since the time I joined I've been playing here and hanging out with all the great people I met here with some breaks as well but I've always decided to come back here because I have always enjoyed all the time when I was being either In-Game or OOC having some of that good old banter with them great boys and girls from the community I am really happy for actually finding out about the community (tbh can't even remember how I found out about this place xd) through the time I spent here up to this point. I've also managed to have the chance of being part of the staff team which was I think for about 2 months if I'm not wrong. Being part of that was one hell of a great experience for me and I really did enjoy it thank you for that along with getting to know a lot of people from the staff team you guys are all great. After quite a while of not being In-Game and generally being inactive on the forums or teamspeak I've decided that I could just post this to just say thank you for everything DayZRP Community and all the people in it and to say goodbye as well since I am not sure when I will be back with all the IRL stuff coming up for me (Family, Friends, Some shitty IRL problems nobody gives a shit about and main reason is school for me currently). I've also decided to tag some people that I like or always liked here, so yeah... @Earthwalker - You man, you know your stuff from me, there is just no need to say anything here other but <3 for you. @Solo - Great person, great friend, always there to listen to my shitty problems and always trying to help...you will always have special place in my <3 @PatZ - Always liked you, and I'm happy that we are friends for long time already (basically same as Solo for you my man ^^ ) @Gowbe - You are one of the people I know the longest time in this community and all the fun times, RP experiences & banter we had together was great. Thank you @Charlie - Still thinking of my good old whitename names when I got to know you, you are a great person and I'm really happy to know you (I guess there I've got some top 5 people for me from the community and I would love to tell every single one of my friends something but that would take ages, so I'll just tag the most of you guys in here...if I forget anyone I'm sorry...hard to remember so many people even if I try hard :c ) @WulfeGirl @ThatRyanGuy @TartanGalaxy @Strawberry @Steck @Marcoooz @Doc Holiday @Grimnir @Spooky88 @Ron @Ramon @Puddin @MrRasta @Lyca @Lemons @Keedz @Jabba @Giraffel @FrostyCat @Cthuluz @Cloudy @C-J @Beni @Bauglir2011 @Xero3451 @Conor @fletcho1 @Karolis @MapleMooses @Taig @Hebi Kotei (yeah well...too many people to tag sorry people cba anymore...still love you <3 also yeah it's not really short how I wanted but whatever... I'll still stop by teamspeak from time to time to chill with some of you)
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    In memory of the man. the myth the figurehead of the "Copy that" movement. Never let your memes be dreams. o7
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    o7 at my boy @Jabba May he rest in perpetual Ladhalla.
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    Mariann Anders POV: I was rping with @Western and @i am Bambi south of Stary Yar on the main road as we had just killed a deer when Roger Lobaria comes up I start taking to him and at the same time notice tree's being cut down west of my location so told the other's to check it out. We talked some more and I get initiated brought to the piano house told to drop my stuff and my game crashes know if you look at the first video at the end before my computer crashes you can clearly see their is no grenade in my backpack I did not have one in their. When I get my game back on eventually I'm told to tie up Hunter who was already there and then I'm tied up that's when I put the recording back on. We exchange words we get hit multiple times cutting a long story short when they left I vaguely remember them mentioning a grenade, when I got out of my handcuffs, me and hunter both picked our stuff up to be honest the grenade slipped my mind and only remember them mentioning it when the bag was on my back but at that point it was too late. But I'm not going to justify why I forgot, everyone knows this is an abuse of game mechanics they purposely but it in my bag knowing very well what was going to happening. Here is my video evidence in two parts. Part 1 before the game crash - Part 2 after the crash -
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    It's k, I'll wake up and this will be a horrible dream. A nasty horrible dream. Terra! No!!!!
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    Pretty much loved by all. You've done fantastic work all this time that you have been in staff; a very vital member to the already dwindling staff team is now gone. Enjoy your time off, because as long as this community lives I'm sure you'll manage to find your way back on top, whenever that might be. Your work certainly has not gone unnoticed. o7 <3
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    For someone named DeeBLACK I sure do wonder about you sometimes <3
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    I miss the old white-list where we had to actually analyze the rules and had a better understanding of why you are signing up for a role-play community. I remember spending hours making sure I knew the rules and was able to write the thousand word essay of each rule in my own words. It gave me better confidence in myself to be the best role-player I could be on the server.
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    Good. Hopefully Overpowered zombies will encourage people to RP like they actually give a fuck about them instead of talking to me like I'm a fucking retard for showing the slightest concern for my safety when they are around. I get some people are billy bad ass but come on, these things can apparently rip people limb from limb and devoured our loved ones in front of us, but now we are only annoyed with them like they're mosquitoes.
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    For a brief time after the 2016 community awards were handed out, the awards would show by the side of winners posts but it didn't look too good. Rolle said here that he would style it to make them look a little better. Is there any ETA on this? Is it planned? Because the awards don't show beside posts at all as of right now, so I was just wondering. I'd personally be more than happy if they just looked how they did on the old website, but anything is better than nothing. As of right now they're just hidden away on profiles. Also, will the awards from the old site i.e "Photographer", "Fashion Designer", "Video Director" etc be added anytime soon? I'm sure the people who put work in to win those titles would like to see them return.
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    Chapter Four: On the Road Diane crested the small hill and stopped, pausing a moment to catch her breath as she scanned the small town ahead of her. It wasn't an overly large town, with a church located on the western side. In the distance she could see what could possibly be a castle located in the next forest over, she made a mental note to go check it out before she continued on south. She'd managed to make it back to the car she'd passed the night with John in but by then it'd been days since she'd last been there and the people there were long gone having stripped the town of supplies. She decided to head south from there, hoping to locate a large city or at least a radio to start trying to locate him via that method as well. If she found a radio in this town she'd try to transmit from the top of the castle and see what kind of range she could get. Taking a quick drink and making sure her stuff was secure Diane took her rifle into her hands and approached the first house on the edge of town cautiously. She didn't see any infected moving around but that didn't mean they weren't there. She entered the first house and did a quick search finding nothing. She started to move towards the second house when she saw an infected coming around from the back of the house, deciding avoidance was best she side stepped and attempted to duck around a small utility building, only to come face to face with another infected hidden from her earlier view. Cursing loudly she raised her gun and fired without thought, as the loud rapport pierced the air she cursed vehemently again muttering 'great rang the damn dinner bell' as she heard the screeching and howls of the infected coming towards her drawn by the sound of the gun. She fired off two more quick shots of her Repeater before turning and running, a pack of five infected clearing the side of the barn inspiring her to try to lose them, or at least give herself more distance and possibly tired the infected out before she fired again. The blood was pounding in her ears as she ran through the field and around the buildings stopping and turning occasionally to let loose a few rounds into the closely grouped infected, still pursuing and howling for her blood as the chased. At one point she paused on one of the roads and aimed her gun again, but before she could pull the trigger she watched the body fall, the sound of another gun finally registering in her tired mind. As she stood and listened she heard more shots and watched as the infected began pursuing others. She was about to seek cover in the nearest house to hide but already she could see a man approaching her, his gun drawn but lowered. As he approached he called out 'Are you ok Ma'am? They didn't manage to bite or scratch you did they?'. Diane paused for a moment before answering, the voice was oddly familiar but she couldn't place where she'd heard it before. "Yeah I'm fine, good thing you all came along when you did." she replied as she kept her gun loosely in her hands, hoping she wouldn't have to use it as she knew there were no rounds in it as she'd not had a chance to reload yet. "Hey do I know you?" the guy asked, taking a step closer " You sound familiar...I think we've....wait a minute...YOU’RE THE OTHER ONE!!" he exclaimed as he stopped moving and turned and yelled back over his shoulder "HEY MARSHAL.....found something you lost!!!" "Yeah Jimmy, I heard her talking." John's voice called as came up the road towards them. "Now I know where I heard your voice before to, your the one who said something about there being Two of them now...like it was a bad thing? Care to explain?" she asked her first visitor " never did catch your name by the way." "It's Uh Jimmy, Listen I'll leave you two to talk." he said hurriedly, embarrassment in his posture as he turned to rush away. Diane waited for John as made his way to her, setting his own pace but keeping his gaze on her. She was kind of glad he was wearing sunglasses as he approached as she wasn't quite sure what she would be seeing in his gaze at the moment. She had found in the brief conversations already that John seemed to have changed a lot. Sure she knew him pretty well, she trusted him with her life, but she was worried about how he was handling things as they stood now, considering his black and white view's. It was very hard at times to get him to see the Gray area's out there, and his deep seated rage at times made things very hard to deal with if he ever unleashed it. John stopped a few feet away, causing her to tilt her head back slightly and shield her eyes against the sun to look up at him. He paused for a moment as he looked at her then reached into a pocket and withdrew something, tossing it in her direction before he leaned forward and began to speak. "You disappeared while I was out taking care of a few things...." his voice low and filled with accusation but also concern. She looked at the item he'd tossed her and saw it was a ball cap, grateful for the head coverage, she slipped it on with a quick thanks, her thoughts however racing as to what to tell him. She didn't want to admit to the bad dream and the panic it had induced to cause her to flee. The questions would begin then and she wasn't sure she wanted to answer those. She was afraid to see the disappointment in his eyes if he knew how she'd left that woman to die. She was also afraid there would be disgust there as well, disgust for her for complying with her captors to keep herself alive. Diane kept her expression neutral as she shifted for a moment, allowing herself to blush slightly as she finally replied. "Well John I haven't been in this country very long, and when I woke I needed to make a call to nature. Since I planned to go locate you in town I took my things with me. I didn't plan on getting lost." it was in essence the truth. She concentrated hard on his face, willing herself not to do anything that might cause him to suspect she was lying. She could feel his gaze behind those sunglasses boring into her as she continued to try hard not to fidget. As he opened his mouth to say something, another gun shot went off behind him slightly, then a voice, deep and authoritative stated that he could see someone approaching who didn't look like they were one of their party. That snapped those around the area into immediate action. People she hadn't seen before grouped up around John and the other man, each taking a look at the new comer and then they decided on a plan of action which involved them moving over towards the newcomer and checking them out to see if they needed any assistance or were a threat. Everyone began to move into the town, guns in hands as they headed towards the arrival. One man stopped to ask her if she needed anything as he was a travelling trader. She didn't catch his name at the time, distracted by trying to keep John's back in sight, his long legs swiftly taken him down the hill and into the town forcing her to jog slightly to catch up. When she did he was standing behind so me houses talking to someone, as she neared she could make out a gravelly, harsh voice talking. Startled and a little creeped out by the voice she moved closer to John's side, that's when she noticed the blood on the man's hands. John seemed to know the man and talked to him for a few minutes before another call came out that someone else was approaching the town, prompting an end to the conversation and once again they began to move through the remainder of the town. As the moved towards the southern side of the town she caught up to him and once they stopped leaned in and whispered to him 'Uh what is with the guy with the blood on his hands' she inquired as she watched the trader fellow greet the newcomer on the road. The others travelling with John had ranged out and were in a semicircle formation ready to respond. "Who Ivan?" he responded, not taking his eyes off the scene down the road. "Yeah, I mean, he had blood all over his hands....uh wasn't that long ago someone came to talk to you with something like that you'd been arresting and looking for a body." she lightly accused, her curiosity peaked. "Ivan's OK, he's been through a lot and I don't question him." John turned and gave her a look that she could only take to mean she'd better let the subject drop. Diane took the hint and remained quiet, watching as the trader turned and let everyone know that he knew the person, had in fact travelled with her before until they'd unfortunately gotten separated. A palpable relief seemed to run through the crowd and they all turned back towards the town, as she began to move towards the town she felt John's presence close behind her. She threw a questioning look over her shoulder as he followed, his response was simply 'I am not about to let you out of my sight this time.' she grinned at him as she continued towards the houses, saying as she did so 'I'm not about to take off into the tree's again, but I do need to search for some supplies here, unless you all cleared the place out.' she didn't wait for his response but headed for the nearest house to begin her search. Diane cleared a couple of houses of anything she could use and was rounding another when she heard the now familiar hiss and growl of an infected, she just caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye charging her when she took off running. She dashed between a couple of houses cursing loudly as another infected came into view. Deciding her only hope was John and his accuracy with a gun she rounded another corner and hit the road running back towards the centre of town where she could hear him talking, giving a yell she watched him turn and curse loudly about her attracting trouble as he raised his gun and began to fire, multiple shots screamed by her as she continued running, she finally stopped at his side and turned to see the road behind her littered with infected bodies, she counted at least four. As she walked back down the road to inspect the bodies another shout was heard and again the rapport of John's gun was heard as he quickly took out more infected, it was as she returned to him that she realised he'd just saved a complete stranger from the infected. It was as the new arrival was trying to give John something in return for saving his life that another arrived, from their similar accents, Irish from the sounds of it, they apparently were brothers who'd lost track of each other and had just reunited. As he continued to talk to the brothers she noticed that the people he travelled with appeared to grow anxious and began to look around as if expecting trouble to suddenly show up. Following their cue she moved slightly up the road away from John and kept a lookout watching the treeline and scanning the buildings looking for anyone sneaking around. She breathed a sigh of relief as John finished his conversation and moved up the road to where everyone was waiting. A quick look between him and the other man the other's referred to as Chief seemed to be a shared communication and everyone began to head out of the town heading back north. Diane paused to speak with the trader, finding out his name was Derek Graceland, specialising in clothing trade but he did carry some other things like ammo and such. She handed him a magazine for a 1911 hoping he would find it useful in his future trades and was rewarded by being given some .357 ammo in exchange. She continued to walk with the group of people, keeping half an ear on the conversations around her, her rifle in her hands, watching John's back as he walked ahead. He was in conversation with another man, someone he kept calling Thomas whom she hadn't met yet. As John continued to talk and the trader fell a little behind them as he spoke with his friend Diane felt a slight chill run down her spine as the breeze brushed against her cheek and with it the sound of a pained scream was carried on it. She immediately stopped and looked up the hill towards the tree's. Nothing else was heard but the birds were ominously quiet. "Diane? What's wrong?" John asked as he approached her, his face also turned to look at the hill, scanning for whatever he thought she was seeing. "Did you hear that?" she asked keeping her voice low and continuing to intently listen. "No what did you hear?" he asked again, still scanning the tree's. "I could swear I just heard someone scream, it sounded like it came from up there but with this semi valley we're in it could have come from anywhere." she warned, turning to look at him as he turned to her. Her eyes scanned those around her and her brow furrowed slightly as she asked "Wait a minute, we're short a person..." she stated as she tried to remember who was in their entire party. Finally a voice spoke up and asked.. "Uh guys? Where's Chief?" TO BE CONTINUED......
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    Okay so I was supposed to be unbanned from the server 11 hours ago and I'm not sure where or who I address this too, please help.
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    Can anyone give me clarification on how long I have been banned for? I've read through the thread but I dunno If it's 7,5 or 3 days. And again thank you so much for the support from everyone.
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    Chapter 3: No one is safe anymore The soft breathing coming from seat beside her was the only sound she heard as Diane quietly lay in her seat, the large body in the seat beside her radiating heat to keep the interior warm and comfortable, only the occasional gust of wind from the partially opened rear window reminded her of the frigid night that lay just beyond the closed car door. Turning her head slightly she looked over at her sleeping companion for a moment, still not fully comprehending that somehow this was John, she'd found him alive and whole against all the odds. After a couple of minutes gazing over at his hat covered face she turned away, chiding herself that she really shouldn't be surprised he'd managed to survive. If anyone was going to survive the hell that was now their world it would be John Waters, besides all the skills he possessed one basic fundamental fact should have told her long ago he was a survivor. He was just to damn stubborn to die. Smiling softly to herself as she burrowed a little deeper under the jacket she'd tossed over herself, to act as a blanket, she closed her eyes and sent up a quick prayer that her sleep would be empty of nightmares this night then turned her mind to trying to fall asleep. Sleep had almost claimed her when a soft noise brought her to sudden alertness, she froze in place as she tried to located the sound that had awoken her, waiting patiently she was soon rewarded with a repeat of the sound, a soft mumbling coming from John's direction. Glancing over at his form she remained as quiet as possible trying to make out what he was saying but his hat covering his face kept the sounds muffled and unclear. Concern washed over her but she knew better then to try to wake him, he might act instinctively if startled awake and she might end up getting hurt if he struck out blindly, she wasn't sure he'd recognise her quickly enough to check his actions in time. After a few minutes John settled back into sleep and following his example she attempted to do the same. Smells......she could smell it......the burning of flesh...... Pain......searing burning pain......... Laughter...........mocking laughter filled her ears.......evil in the laugh........they found pleasure in inflicting pain..... Crying now..........pleading.........'help me, please! They'll kill me!'.........the voices......always the voices crying for help..... Running now..........heart pounding painfully as she ran...........she was so weak........they're going to catch her........punish her.......... Diane awoke with a jerk, her heart racing in panic and a scream in her throat as she bolted into a sitting position. Panic and the need to flee gripping her firmly as she scanned her surroundings. The inside of the car was lighter then before, it was almost dawn and she was alone. Cramming her arms back into her jacket she grabbed her gear and flung herself from the car, the sense of impending capture still driving her as she scanned the area wildly, her eyes trying to find an escape. She began to run for the nearest treeline, she could lose her pursuers in the tree's but she had to get there first. She ran as hard as she could, her lung's burning from the exertion as her feet pounded through the forest, how long she ran she didn't know, the fear and panic had complete control of her. Her desperate flight ended abruptly though as her foot caught on some debris on the forest floor and she found herself falling, sprawling into the undergrowth she slid through the dead leaves and pine needles to finally come to a stop. Diane lay there breathing hard for a few minutes, her cheek pressed to the forest floor as she slowly calmed her breathing, reality slowly coming back to her as she realised she was not in the danger she had believed she was in. Taking a few more calming breaths she rolled onto her back and gazed up at the forest canopy. As the sun rose she watched it play among the leaves, trying to sort through the panic induced fog to figure out what had happened. She'd been dreaming of her capture. The punishments she'd endured during her 'training' as a pet. Tears began to burn in her eyes prompting her to throw an arm across her eyes to block out the light but also to try to keep the tears from coming as she remembered her last night. Their captures weren't pleased with another slave, they'd come to punish him when a few others tried to defend him, a fight had broken out bringing the guards from outside the door to come in and help gain control. The woman beside her had been the first to notice that the door was ajar, that there was no one watching them and they might have a chance to get away. The two of them had managed to make it quite a distance before they were noticed missing and an alarm had gone up prompting them both to run. They had fled into the tree's and were weaving through them as their captures gave chase behind, their flashlights wildly scanning the tree's trying to locate them. They would have both gotten away if the accident hadn't happened. The woman with her had tripped on an exposed root twisting her ankle and giving a scream of pain. That scream had given the captures their location and as Diane had stopped and turned to help she had noticed that the were being gained upon. Diane had stood there frozen, hearing their captures getting closer as the woman began to cry, beg and plead with her to help her up, help her get away. She was torn, she wanted to help, wanted them both to get away but as the woman continued to make so much noise and give away their location she had begun to back away from the downed woman. The last thing she remembered before turning and running was the woman screaming at her 'If they catch me I'm dead don't leave me here! I don't want to die! Please! Help me!'. The guilt of leaving that woman behind was slowly consuming her. She should have done something. She was suppose to help people. All her life she'd wanted to help people but when it really mattered she'd run, she'd left the woman behind to suffer the consequences as she'd run to save her own hide. She lay on the forest floor sobbing quietly to herself as the birds sang their morning greetings all around her. After awhile her sobs subsided and she slowly pushed herself to her feet. Her ankle was slightly tender but thankfully that was the extent of her injuries, with the status of things today something that would be considered minor before now could quickly become life threatening. After checking herself over one more time and brushing the dirt and leaves from her body she finally straightened and took in her surroundings. After looking around for a couple of minutes her shoulders slumped and she let out a few choice curses before muttering. "OK now......where the hell am I?" TO BE CONTINUED......
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    Hiya! it's been a long while and i figured i would share a few more pics of my little floofs in case you didnt see or are interested in seeing the original pics here they are http://www.dayzrp.com/t-Post-pictures-of-your-pet?pid=986841#pid986841
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