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    The Solntsevskaya Bratva (or simply The Bratva or “The Brotherhood”) are, for all intents and purposes, the Russian mafia. They are a group of thieves and mercenaries that ally themselves within each other for the sake of comradery and easier survival, as well as getting their jobs done easier with their simple and more complex alliances. Each member has their purpose and their abilities with the Brotherhood. Some of these people range from petty thieves to money launderers, murderers, abduction specialist and torture professionals. For a full history of the Bratva and it’s creation, see here. Growth Weeks after the infection began, the remaining Bratva emerge from their hiding. Spread across South Zagoria, they finally meet again in Severograd, where a meeting took place to decide what was best for the Brotherhood. They decide, despite not being able to contact home, that it was best to carry on working in South Zagoria. The few living members find work where they can, and begin to spread themselves across the city. They take on jobs taking hostage those who have wronged their employers, and committing petty crimes to test the waters. Each job becoming more and more bold. Eventually they become hired guns, as they had been before. They take to gathering information, and dealing it where they see fit. Shortly after their first few weeks in the country, The Bratva take on numerous contracts to defend, rob, murder and otherwise contribute to the chaos that is Chernarus at this current time. With their name becoming quite famous, they do what they can to stem the offers and filter only the ones they see as lucrative. One such job is to join the town of Svetlojarsk and assess is viability as a base of operations. They intended to gain more contracts, send out messengers, sell weapons and more. While there, a conflict broke out between a leader of the Chernaruski Bratva and a non-local citizen of the city from a previous contract. They attempted to execute the leader in public, but ended up critically wounding her instead. While they believed the Bratva had scattered, they went into hiding for the winter and simply gathered their stocks and weapons for the impending spring. Anarchy Any Law Enforcement Any Non-Participating Govt.
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    some weird guy showed up at my house. @Buddy post for POV??
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    Hey everyone, So for those of you that don't know, I'm a 11B (infantryman) in the Texas National Guard - Blackjack Company, 2nd Battalion, 142nd Brigade, 36th Infantry Division. I've been a Specialist (E4) in the army for about a month now, and a serviceman since last summer. Anyways my company is being deployed to Nigeria to liaison with the Nigerian Army and provide rear-area security for what I assume is humanitarian aid missions. For a while, it was looking like I would not, in fact, be deployed, as I was in a car accident not to long ago, and injured my leg. But the pieces are falling into place, and it is a definitive yes that I will leave in six days. Boko Haram (an offshot of Al Qaeda) has been more or less pacified in the recent months, but some parts of Nigeria remain an active warzone. As such I ask for any prayers/thoughts/blood rituals that you can do on my behalf. Hopefully, I'll return in one piece, with a combat patch and some cool stories to tell. Anyways. I just want to say that these past three months on DayZRP have been the most fun I've ever had in this game. I love this server, this community, and the people within it; and you can be damn sure that at the end of my deployment I will return with a vengeance. So, without further ado: @Major Wish I had more time, mate. Really do. Enjoyed the Skype call, hopefully there's still room for a quasi-whitename to be a Loremaster when I get back. @Taryn Best firearms instructor in the world. My will states that you will receive the half-empty can of beer in my left hand should I die. @Loscham Wish we could have played more together. Your a pretty cool dude. @Lady In Blue Just the tip. @Lyca 10/10 support your claim to the throne. @Dusty Pass the OOC salt, please. (Just kidding - you seem like a good guy, and an even better Gamemaster) @Bubblegum Someday, I will hit something with that damn Winchester. @Zero Put that group on hold for me, bruv. I'm gonna be SO pissed if I miss out on all that fun. @Jonal Honestly one of the coolest guys on this server. If I get the chance, I'll send you that Xmas present. Still got that bottle of wine? @Dovin In the event of my untimely death, my 4th grade spelling bee participation trophy is yours. Treasure it always. @Stoobs Good luck with the voice acting. You've definitely got the talent for it. @Levi Ackerman RANGERS FOREVER! Also in my will you inherit the box of poptarts sitting atop my fridge. @Galaxy 10/10 would take down the back car tent again @TiviylScratch Hey Tivian, you ever thought about joining the Rangers? @Kriss Blade I promise that I will never burn off your nipples with a flaming sword ever again. Or throw you off a building. Or take a sledgehammer to your kneecaps. Pinky swear. @SandDancer97 (AKA the REAL PsiSyndicate) Are you initiating on me? @Boston Sorry, I was kinda pissed off @Cody Husky For whats its worth I really hope you stay on the server. Also you don't fuck with a man's sand-castle. There's just some lines you don't cross. @Jamie @Sleepyhead to the cutest couple in DayZRP. Thanks for all the RP tips back in the day. You guys taking the time to talk to a whitename meant a lot. Best of luck with the new group! Also sorry to everyone that I poked. Oh, and just to reiterate - thanks, everyone, so much, for these past three months. Some of the best times I've ever had playing video games in my life, and believe me, the first thing I do when I get back is hop back on. Okay that's not true. Probably gonna get blackout drunk and laid first. Cheers, everyone.
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    A very productive member of society
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    Constructive criticism only pls +5 points i kid
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    Thank you guys!! I can't wait to meet all of you in game. The compliments are massively appreciated. We'll be waiting for the demise of Oliver ♥
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    Go nuts, on screen learning experience from a pro. Covers everything on the basis of an intelligent psychopath. Be damned your random torturers and enter the mind fuck.
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    And there I am, looking at the replies, remembering a few names. I casually remember the 501st as those guys who build a gigantic gate over Pobeda Dam, just because they could. Nobody told them what to do. Good times.
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    August 3rd, 1994 Xander Motley met Evelyn Pelletier outside of a small candy shop in Duluth, Minnesota. The two who were in their mid-twenties got on like a wildfire. They came from similar backgrounds and shared the same interests, allowing them to grow incredibly close to one another in such a small amount of time. Wherever Xander went, Evelyn would follow. The support and kindness that they had given to each other was outstanding.They would die for each other.. Or, even kill. For all of the years they were together, Evelyn’s parents never approved of Xander. They had wished she would marry a rich man with a good family. This drove Evelyn further away from her own family and even closer to Xander, who would soon after propose to her. The lovers had a courthouse wedding in 1996 with a few close friends, including Xander’s brother, and lived out a quiet, ordinary life at the end of a cul de sac in Minnesota. Evelyn soon found out she was pregnant with what would be their first child, a handsome boy they would name Desmond Motley. Three years later in 1999, Xander & Evelyn would have another beautiful baby girl named Elyse after Evelyn herself. Still, their life was quiet and habitual. By the time Desmond was eight years old and Elyse five, their father earned himself a promotion and was set to leave for a business trip to Texas for a week. Thinking Evelyn would finally be able to catch a break from the children, they were sent to their uncle’s home while their mother stayed behind. The following week was slow. As the final day came and Xander was set to catch his flight back home, the phone calls made to Evelyn went silent. It was unusual, considering they never left each other’s sides and if they did, they made sure to stay in touch. Getting off of the plane in Minnesota, he rang again. No answer. He could feel himself letting the anxiety and tension take over as he got in his truck and drove home. The doors were locked. He rang the doorbell, knocked, slammed on the door only to receive nothingness in return. He smashed a window open with an old, rusty crowbar to get inside of their pleasant home. Xander searched through a few of the hushed rooms of the house to find lamps knocked over, vases shattered with flowers scattered among the floor and other signs of damage up until he rushed into the kitchen where he found his beautiful wife lying in a pool of blood. Some of her limbs had been severed and her body was scattered with cuts, deep gashes, bites and bruises. What had once been such a safe, quiet place now reeked of a pervasive stench with a hint of unexpected sweetness in the air. Protect each other, like every other fucking group does. Establish a safe home. ✔ Establish a gathering place for the people of Chernarus to come to. Subtly impose our beliefs upon the people of Chernarus. Whilst enforcing our ideals, do it slowly & subtly as to not compromise the darker reasoning behind them. Don't tell people we fucking eat humans. Develop a somewhat good relationship with most major groups in order to feast on the lone and weak. NO EDGY BULLSHIT. Provide a new outlook on cannibal RP. Not archive after less than a week. ✔ Provide interesting and realistic roleplay that's enjoyable for everyone. Don't be edgy & wear clown masks or call the group "family". Prioritize in-game over OOC third-party communication software by using in-game radios. Take on newer members of the Community & pass on tips and tricks into improving their roleplay. x The People's Army of Ukraine Viridian Al-Takhari Mujahideen The Kingdom The Hounds Black Fangs Mars Corporation Kelsey Brothers Ltd. By joining, you recognize that if you are to betray/leave the group, we have full permadeath rights on your character. On top of this, if you break the in character beliefs of the group, you will be punished in character as it's part of the roleplay. If you're interested in joining, copy the two forms below & send a PM to @Sleepyhead Your age OOC: Tell us a little about you: Character page: Roleplay experience: Previous groups: Why us?: What was your most memorable roleplay situation like?: What's your favourite animal?: The Contract By joining, do you recognize that if you leave or betray the group, we have full permadeath rights on your character?: Today's current date: Your forum name: Your character name: The lore & graphics were written and made by myself. The lore itself with be updated with new chapters as it progresses. Thanks to @Jamie for the moral support & the abundance of sweetness that he never fails to give.
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    One of the best people in the community tbh. @Mischief, You are both soooooo adorable.
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    Okay, Firstly. I can for one say the group has a lot of traction, I haven't even read a quarter of the content of the page but yet I was drawn in just by the graphics. The fact that you've said this group does not have any traction but yet not given your reasoning for it makes your statement irrelevant to be honest. Literally if you're going to say something don't beat around the bush and be blunt and say it, like how do you expect a group to change if you don't give them criticism and give them advice on how to fix their faults? Traction pretty much means being brought in I think? Either way like I was brought in by the graphics to be honest. Fuck knows about the lore because I haven't read it... I'm waiting for this elaborating to be honest, who knows I might agree. Fuck knows really It looks good to be fair lads and lasses, maybe change the sub headings a little bit because some of em are a little hard to read to be honest, I would read the lore and stuff like that but well, it's 10 to 4 in the morning and I can't be assed. Looks good though, best of luck.
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    Fuck round get smoked. Good luck with your group @Taryn .
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    My nibba leaving me before we begin Aegis experiments. Come back in one piece and we can be badass mercs together. o7
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    ^ Storm Puppies Also, thought I'd share some photos from my last hike from the last good days of autumn up to the 3rd highest peak on the Balkans, "Vihren".
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    I'm not as cool or handsome as the youngins here, but I ran out of fucks to give. Beanie & hoodie 4lyf. Yes my webcam is terribad. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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    Some pictures to get things started Listen up, ÖB is speaking. ( @Max @Pontito @jonas @lukaszxe ) Taking aim ( @Max ) Attention! ( @jonas @Pontito @Max @lukaszxe ) Line up ( @jonas @Pontito @Max @lukaszxe ) Long road ahead ( @Pontito @jonas ) On patrol ( @dimitri @jonas ) Light in the dark ( @artyom_ ) Svart taxi bre ( @jonas @Pontito ) peekaboo ( @Pontito @artyom_ ) Living in the bush ( @jonas @dimitri ) A never ending journey ( @Pontito @jonas )
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    DayZRP has been dying since 2012 (even with the huge waves of new players). Osaka is right, put the MOD and SA side by side and you will see the MOD has more features to keep you entertained. Now before everyone jumps on the "heres voodoo being Mr. Negative again" i want to point out that i still have hope that SA will get better and exceed the Mod in everyway. 0.63 looks like a step in the right direction but heres the catch, 0.63 is a demo limited to one town and have a limit on players and NPCs. Add more infected across the whole map, 60 players, persistent loot stored all over and vehicles then see how 0.63 is when the servers are working harder before judging it. Looks great in demo form but will the real thing be the same? In terms of what Osaka said about content this is where the game seriously lacks, its been years and we still have the same items. They could have implemented simple things, new clothing items or consumable items. I understand weapons not being added due to the rework (why add something only to have to go back over it to instal new sounds) but more could have been done. We live in a world where content is key to enjoying a game and us consumers want even more content to keep us interested and with DayZ were not getting the level we expect after 4 years.
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    Let's say you initiate on me, take me hostage and before you can even try to negotiate my allies open fire on you. You can then not shoot me since I am a complying hostage. Let's now say that you initiate on me, take me hostage and move me into a building. You take my radio and my allies surround the building. You want to negotiate over the radio but my allies refuse to and continue to keep shooting at you. You can then shoot me for my allies being idiots.
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    @Eddie Sorella You ded. @Flares Debug Scenery @Flares Lmao
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    Hope this works out for you guys, always have my support when I'm not at the pub!
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    Two English-men operating in a run-down former East-Bloc country? Makes sense I guess. The nationalistic Chernarussian / Slavic mafias must have no problem with foreign criminals operating in their territory. No offense, but I've seen this half a dozen times with pretty much the same backstory, just replace the nationalities with Italian or Italian American. Not to mention the fact that most gangs are used by larger criminal organisations such as mafias and cartels as proxies. The fallout that would follow after killing an ENTIRE Chernarussian gang would have several Chernarussian mafia hit-men after you. Given the political environment of most former countries that belonged to the Soviet Union these same mafias would most likely have some O.R.E.L. operators and other high ranking and highly trained men on their payroll so even if you were caught they would most likely hand you over to whichever criminal organisation was using the gang to being with. But let's say that you managed to get caught and incarcerated instead. Do you really think that the gang had no allies or past members? You'd most likely be shanked by a large group of men in the prison due to killing off all of their buddies. I'm not trying to sound harsh or anything but if you wanted to do something different perhaps try making a Chernarussian or perhaps even Russian criminal group. Hell, just a Slavic one would be nice. It would make a lot more sense, would fit better given the playing environment, and people would probably like it as I know quite a few others who would like to see a good Chernarussian / Slavic mafia or a Chernarussian / Slavic criminal organisation.
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    *Deron leans back against the lonesome tree overlooking Kabanino, picking his fingernails as he opens his backpack, pulling the radio out and pressing the PTT down* ‘’H-Hello. I’m not going to go back and forth and I’ll get straight to da point.’’ *He’d pause for a second as a smile shows up on his face* ‘’To whoever is saying that they killed the boys… MY boys.. is lying and should throw themselves off the church roof in Stary.’’ *He’d pause once more* ‘’I’ve been gone for a while since I got a message from them, and ventured out to find them.. Everyone is alive.’’ *He’d open a bottle of booze, he takes a sip and begins describing how’s the life of the gang’’* ‘’Ryan is still depressed. He spends most of the time complaining, drinking or going out on loot runs. He still carries around those wedding rings from when him and Elena were together, and still blames himself for what happened. He often asks how people are holding up; Ellie, Johnny, Anton, Beth, Alan and any Outrun survivors, Louie and whoever the fuck he runs with now, Jack and whoever are left from the brotherhood, survivors from the unchained… Everyone really. Even though the guy went back to shooting people, he’s still got some good in him somewhere. He’s been talking a lot lately about leaving, especially after Mack left. Right now Joe and Woods’ family are the only reason he’s still around. If they left he’d probably just end it, depression has hit the guy bad. Poor bastard. ‘’Joe's just chilling in the estate smoking cigars and gymming with Jason, They keep trying to give us some of their pre-workout. He’s looking in pretty good shape for all the hell he’s been through. He’s become a bit of a drinker too, he sits with Ryan and they get all sad and usually pass out, I’m pretty sure he’d follow Ryan in an instant if he left, It’d be hard for him to leave everyone behind though, especially Woods, but I doubt he could convince Woods to come with him, with or without Vanessa, I know he wants his true brother back, God knows what that crazy bastard will end up doing though, I know Ryan is his closest friend and all but he’ll end up dragging woods along, can’t be apart from his brothers, they’re all he’s got.” ‘’Woods and Vanessa now have a child, which they named Rocka. Ryan , Joe and Woods’ family are the like a fist from what I’ve seen. Most of the people have splitten off, but still keep in touch on the radios. Occasionally leaving each other notes and supplies. He found a doctor I think, since he now has a prosthetic finger.’’ “Mister Black is now living in takistan in a small farm, He is growing Heroin on the border and he spends most days enjoying the sun and his retirement. He often talks about his good old days with the boys, He is trying to move on with what is left of his life. All though he still has a rather `aggressive temper` which Charlie seems to enjoy bringing out... “ “Charlie Walsh’s been chilling with Mr Black in takistan, wanting to try something new he’s joined Mr Black in the drug trade, primarily in heroin. Most days consist of drugs, alcoho, winding up Mister Black and an offroad, finding new business or cleaning up loose ends, usually quite messily. Other days include Charlie's sun loungers, and even more drugs and alchohol.” “Mack James? Mack James lives at the estate up north he came out of a year previous. He looks after Henry at times, who has chosen to live with him at the estate, because Henry often isn’t capable of looking after himself. He writes in his famous leather-bound old notebook that has changed hands more than a few times since he penned the first note. He often dreams about the many women that he became infatuated over, as well as the many mistakes he’s made, the many friends he’s fucked over. He writes about many things, as he told me; the events with the Unchained and Outrun; his interrogation of Mr. Black, as well as the fallout from that fateful day; his brotherhood with Ryan; his hate for Victor Cruz; his love of that stupid kid, Josh, and that less-stupid kid, Fox; his childish longing for Liv; his incredible burning love for that Doctor Hope which quickly turned into a burning hate, and now has finally settled into a lukewarm brewing. He goes out every so often to hunt, scout, and do things a normal survivor would do, rather than trying to be above himself and his abilities. He has reformed; he’s done trying to make a name for himself or change the world he lives in. For now, he’s just content being as is - existing. Above all, he thinks long and hard about how hard he tried for a sense of direction. For a sense of belonging. For love.” “Henry is still alive too, he often talks about how he robbed a premier inn, and how he robbed a man with a crowbar. He doesn’t really have anything else to say… he goes off by himself every day and shoots random things, nearly dies most of the time like usual. A month ago he got taken hostage by a bunch of random people because he tried to steal their guns from their backs. He now lives in the estate with Mack, who takes care of him and saves him from the situations Henry often finds himself in. Henry has a fear of spiders and often shoots up the estate while trying to kill one, I swear every time I go there Henry’s room has a few more bullet holes in it. He’s too dumb to realise that shooting holes in the estate gives the spiders more ways to get in. Henry also has a collection of grenades in his room, which I think is fucking dangerous, what if one of those spiders is on a grenade? He’d probably shoot it and blow himself up, maybe the whole estate too. Henry has also got a collection of flat caps, each one a different colour or pattern, and he also has a collection of shirts to go with it… but yeah, Henry is doing fine for an idiot.” “Kibuka’s story goes a little somethin like this: When it was time to go he revisited his private residence above Gorka with his wife Luna, he sat and talked for a while after that he hugged her goodbye and gave her a note, the note read “If you have a baby make sure to make him drink the blood, he need to be strong warrior like his fadda”. His eyes welled up but Kibuka is a man so he doesn’t cry. He closed the door behind him and disappeared off into the forest, he met up with the rest of us and travelled for a while. It was a Monday and it was time for Kibukas morning routine, to sharpen his blade. As he sat by a log sharpening his blade he heard some rustling behind, it was a person holding a spear, Kibuka chuckled and spoke to the person, he convinced them he was a good man they offered him food, water and weapons but Kibuka had a look in his eye, a look that was inhumane. A survivor imitated his voice, Kibuka took a dislike to this and to prove that he was serious he placed on his “voodoo mask” and unsheathed his machete and started to cut everybody up, slicing throats and chopping off limbs, when he got to the last tent, there was a child, the child reminded him of a little boy named Josh, he remembered when he put the little boys head in a vice, he grabbed the kid’s head and slit his throat, the blood gushed out onto the tent floor as he lay down his machete and ripped off the kid’s head. Kibuka was not phased by this event and he wandered off into the woods, occasionally I hear bongos playing on the radio and an African man singing, I am sure that it is Kibuka” “Jason Sparks lives approximately 10 miles away from the Northern estate near the top of a mountain with his pet bear “Pinecones”. He occasionally goes to check up on everyone else, gyming with Joe, and mixing new preworkout formulas. In his free time he like to hunt wild game and the occasional person who comes north to ransack the estate, because Pinecones gets hungry too. His prison tattoos make him a favorite of nearby russian villages, mostly made up of cutthroats and traders of whom he trades with and takes the occasional odd jobs. To this day he has over 10 illegitimate children, some of whom die off in the blizzards of the mountains trying to find their father. He hears them on the radio trying to contact him, he ignores them obviously. Overall, he is living comfortably in his cozy house and is quite content with the direction his life has taken, in Jasons words exactly *He presses play on the recorder Jason gave him* “I love it here, and I might get bored of this before i’m 40 and off myself to be honest. I wish I could go back South if I wasn’t so comfortable here and go back to slaughtering for fun, adios motherfuckers” *you hear pinecones growl in the background of the recording as it cuts off* ‘’Oh yes I can’t forget to mention Marius. Well he’s the same I think, still smoking that Sunshine, though he has become the doctor of what’s left of the group, patching up everyone that manage to hurt themselves. I suspect that he’s high on stronger stuff too when he has not smoked Mogawimbe Sunshine, since I heard a loud argument between him and Joe the other day, seeing them both fighting over stick of morphine, throwing mad punches at each other. During a wild party he also managed to tell that he made everyone believe he’d killed himself through a suicide note, to those that read it, it’s all bullshit, he's still alive, the same fucked up guy enjoying to kill and heal those needed, and stands up for his friends. he found himself a house down the road and made himself a clinic, living there in peace and quiet, coming by each day to hang around what's left of the group” “So yeah… To all of you out there claiming to have killed my friends, you are liars, they are alive and well… they’ve retired from all of this shit and live out their lives in peace” *He releases the PTT*
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