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  1. Mod, But I do think that Standalone in time will become great, it has potential. Right now Standalone can get boring.
  2. He had lived on Namalsk since he was born. It was his homeland, his birthplace his only place in the world. It was 1991. He was 16, just a boy. Last night was a heavy storm, luckily the fire was on in their small shack east of Vorkuta. Lately his neighbours had disappeared. One night they were fishing together, the next day gone. His father worked at a factory in Lubjansk whilst his mother worked at home making clothes. Rumours had spread around for years from people vanishing and houses being destroyed. These were very secretive. The local police had kept quite for years and the governing body were rarely seen. The population was incredibly low; visitors were sparse. Namalsk had harsh conditions from it being in the Bering-Strait. Antön's family wanted to leave the island and head for Alaska. But they were stocking up on money for this. So early on the Sunday morning, Antön completed his daily routine as he was shocked not to find his parents. It was a Sunday a day of rest in Namalsk much like many other places in the world. The tap was dripping continuously but he could not stop it. He decided to wrap up warm in layers of clothing and to head outside. As soon as he opened the door snow was pounding him all over. This was one of the years worst storms, if not the worst. He took a few steps outside of his small village and into the forest. Loud gunshots could be heard from Vorkuta. They repeated about every 3 seconds. Antön was bewildered by this and anxious, for his and his families sake. Without noticing, his distance from his village was increasing. Only once did he turn around, and at this time his whole village was on fire. Flames soared into the sky as the burning wood disintegrated. For sure now Antön thought his family was dead. It was April, 2004. Antön inserted the magazine into his Dragunov sniper rifle. Boom. Blood sprayed all out of the man's head. Antön rummaged with his body for supplies. He could only find a small bottle of water which was mostly frozen. He had to kill anyone. Namalsk was a wasteland. No one was a friend. He had seen convoys go past as he would sit over-watching them. The dead man had no defence. Antön put him out his misery. It was 2012. Antön had permanently lost his voice. He was sprinting down the coast as he saw a boat with an engine running. He hopped onto the boat and sped away as fast as he could. He was running from the snowy, bleak hell. About a day later he arrived on the coast of Russia. He wanted to head west. As far west. He regained strength and his voice started spluttering back. A sunny day was bliss for him. Russia took him back to normality. But something still wasn't right. It was Late April, 2014. Antön had been travelling for two years. He was in the land of Chernarus. His voice was odd and croaky. He had travelled to the infection. Normality has been partly restored in him. He had spent 21 years on the horror ridden wasteland known as Namalsk. If he hadn't had travelled through Russia for those two years, he wouldn't have been himself. His tales could go on for a lifetime. Antön Nikodim is settling down in Chernarus, offering his experience and help to others, physiologically and physically. He wears his gas mask to remeber himself of who he is. He had wore that gas mask for the 21 years he spent on Namalsk. Somehow he is stable even though he is traumatized still to the date. Antön wears these clothes: Along with his Namalskian gas mask: https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTxB6lyWoZmHxiEZrQMRy7DLFIamIT8sNY3GftBho7Z3MYkPeEEjw ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I based it around the lore on Namalsk from this page: http://www.dayzrp.com/t-dayzrp-map-locations-and-lore?
  3. My friend DanTheMan58942 just yesterday was whitelisted and was really exited and happy to be accepted into the community. He managed to play about 20 minutes on server 3 and did not meet anyone in that time. Just this morning he found out he was banned and the reason for the ban was ' GUID Blacklisted' and it was a permanent ban. Link to report : No Report. Why the verdict is not fair : He was randomly banned. He cannot see any valid reason why he was. Additional statements/comments explaining your PoV (in details) : Here is a print screen he sent me off what comes up when he tries to log in. It also plays the song 'Moves like Jagger' By 'Maroon 5'. What would you like to achieve with this appeal : To find a reason for if he was banned, or to un-ban him if there was a mistake. What could you have done better?
  4. I am the Lizard Man. You can see my story on my latest post.
  5. As you may know (this only goes to a small few) many are interested in meeting with the lizard man. The one who has had a lizard stuck down his throat whilst being tortured. I am him. If you don't know who I am but are interested in reading please feel free to go ahead. If you do know who I am reply below. This is his story. Whilst visiting my family in the Czech Republic, I had been captured by a violent Czech gang who had accepted a bounty from a British gang who i had been in debt with. Britain was my home country but I had Czech family roots. I was taken into a house out of reach of a near town. It was a large farmhouse from which I could hear many men with weapons as I had a paper bag on my head. I was tied to a chair in a cold, desolate room. In the very early morning (02:00 to 04:00ish) a man came in. He had a squint in his left eye and a lazy right eye. He kept questioning me in Czech. However I could only speak English. He had an array of tools and torturous devices like tweezers, screwdrivers, scalpels and much more. I just said to him "I don't understand you" But he proceeded to question me in Czech. Suddenly a man in a gas mask and a black suit walked in with a cage that had a white towel over. He was followed by a large man holding a squirming man. They threw him on the ground. The man with the weird eyes ( Who looked like a doctor so I thought of him to be that) took a hammer from the tray of tools. He then viciously smacked the kneecap of the man. Blood dripped from his trouser. They then whacked the other one till he was unable to walk. The suited man revealed what was in the cage. It was a reptile, a yellow and red spotted lizard. What was that there for? He opened the cage and let it chase the crawling man on the floor. It bit his eye and he was blinded. They then sat the man up against the wall and shot him directly in the head with a .50 revolver. Blood squirted all over me. The suited man then went "This is what happens to liars" He grabbed the lizard with a pair of tweezers and the larger man ripped my mouth open. I could not close it, the force was to big. He then pushed the lizard down my throat until I was coughing up blood and vomiting everywhere. It was down. I felt a thump inside me. I passed out. I woke up in rubble. Four men rushed me to a helicopter. There i was treated. They told me soon I would be getting treatment for my voice, which the poison within the lizard had swelled up my throat. I began to feel better as we headed over the sea towards Chernarus. It was stormy and wet. Lighting struck the sea below.I was told a drone hit the farmhouse and a rescue team came in to find hostages. was told we were heading to a Russian military base for quick help before going back home, to Birmingham. To see my family. As I reported to them what happened a bolt of lighting hit our rotor. We began spinning and falling. The sliding door fell off and the doctor was swung out. The helicopter was crashing. We were incredibly low. I could see the sea. I jumped. I then clashed with the stormy waves which helped me to shore. And there I was. In Chernarus. This could explain a lot for those who want to see me. Please reply below if you have any questions. I know a couple of guys were desperate to see me. My voice will be permanent. I was told by numerous medics there is nothing they can do. Today I am (The Lizard Man)searching for a cure in the lands of Chernarus.
  6. I have just been accepted and would like to know some advice for living in the lands of Chernarus! My name is Joe Potawski, See you around!
  7. Hi guys, Just quickly wondering how long it takes for a application to be reviewed. Like how long has yours took or has it? Thanks!
  8. Hi guys i am new to DayZ RP and was just wondering what Vehicles and weapons have been added to it? I have just submitted my application therefore was wondering what vehicles and weapons are available within the game? Thanks a lot if you know of a list or know about this!