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  1. I was wondering when you guys would become an official group. If previous RP is an indicator of what's to come then this will be very interesting.
  2. DnD Night Series?

    Another idea might be a homebrew D&d Campaign set in the DayzRP lore. The party is a band of survivors who has to deal with the political entrigue of the factions of South Zagoria, scavenge for supplies, fight zombies and whatever other McGuffin quest the DM sends them on. Even by quickly googling "D&D post apocalypse homebrew" I've found homebrew classes etc
  3. Nato Spies & Espionage (OPEN FREQ)

    Lusha listens intently, eyebrow raising at the news of NATO spies. *He pushes the PTT button* "What NATO government? Cheers for the info." *He releases the PTT and smiles smugly*
  4. [GAME] Continue the Story

    "Weed lmao, xD", said
  5. [GAME] Continue the Story

    He had the munchies, and
  6. Learned to treat bullet wounds with @RogueSolace and @HarveyJ And had a fun commie rescue time with @APTerminator, @Shanoby, and the Chedaki (I didn't get all of your names)
  7. DnD Night Series?

    I'm a lead farmer
  8. BOUNTY [Insecure/Open frequency]

    *Lusha pushes the PTT button down* "Yeah, the same guy robbed me too a while back. Good thing it wasn't my family heirloom. His name is Howell Grim, bald black dude, usually hangs around Kovar's market. Can't say I condone killing him but get some justice sure"
  9. DnD Night Series?

    You'd be roleplaying as a dude pretending to be another dude, with 3-4 other dudes roleplaying as dudes pretending to be other dudes. Also character sheets would be hard to maintain
  10. Such a long list of people who made my evening great. Fantastic music and the epitome of good campfire rp. And also cant forget the ghillie man himself @Dillon.234
  11. Federation transmission

    Lusha is eating some Beanz when his radio crackles on the kitchen table *He picks the radio up and finishes chewing his food, listening to the strange message. Lounging back into his chair, he holds down the PTT button* "Come on comrade, the CDF is the lap dog, not the other way around!" *He releases the PTT button and eats another spoonful of beans* "Commies huh"
  12. I was very impressed by you three's roleplay, that encounter lightened my day. Had some scattering fun with @MagicMike, @Cedric97, and @Jake McSmith
  13. Lusha Rozhnov

    Alexi Rozhnov, affectionately called Lusha by his parents, then everyone else, was born in Warsaw, Poland, to poor parents. When he was 5, they immigrated to Kent, England for work, and he enrolled in the local school. An altruist, he wanted to become a doctor, but never got the grades. Eventually he settled on becoming a paramedic, his cheery demeanor comforted patients. When he was 21 his father had a stroke and died, and he decided to go on a roadtrip around eastern Europe to discover his heritage. After travelling through Poland and Russia he entered South Zagoria soon before the civil unrest began. He toured the countryside and the cities thoroughly, adoring the natural, stark beauty. Before he left the country for good, his car brokedown in Stary Sobor. The infection began while it was undergoing repairs. He survived the first days of the infection by hiding in the forests near Stary Sobor. He slept in deerstands and ate whatever he could forage in the woods, but hunger and exposure soon forced him back into the bleak settlements of chernarus. He found an old AKM on a corpse near the Stary military base, and has survived mostly because of it. Strengths: - Moderate medical knowledge - Good map knowledge Weaknesses: - Naive - Paranoid - Irritating at times - Very few survival skills - Inexperienced in military procedures
  14. *Red lounges lazily on the altar of the church, quietly smoking a cigarette. He rests his Kalash on the side and reaches into his pocket for the radio, which he taps on the side of his head in anguish of his current headache. That hurt, his ears hurt, his eyes stung, and his feet too from where he had dropped the flashbang. He idly holds out the radio and presses down the PTT then speaks rather too loudly* Good morning Chernarus! Red here. This is a bit of a, err, public call for aid. Y'see, to cut a long story short; Flash grenade went off, bang. But it's been a while and my ears still ringing, I'm still hurting. Now someone's got to be a doctor out there, out of all you merc's and soldiers. Come meet me sometime and uphold that Hippocratic oath of yours . *He releases the PTT and rubs his head with his offhand* So yeah, if you're a doctor, I've supplies to trade for a checkup and some treatment. Red out. *He releases the PTT and takes a long puff of his cigarette*
  15. Weekly Debates???

    I think that'd be pretty cool. you could even do it Oxford Union style and have a sort of speaker on each side make their argument, then open questions to the floor sorta thing.