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TheMistyMan

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  1. Thank you very much @Watchman
  2. Thanks for the info falk I just wanted to know because I want to purchase it on the item store but I didn’t know
  3. So before I buy I’d like to see photos of the rider jacket versions pllease lone wolf
  4. If anyone can Carry one and find your way to novya I will trade you a vsd for one.
  5. So I have taken a lot of time looking for the bandidos jacket it’s a rider jacket variant and I had one until the update and now my jacket has nothing on the back and looks like a regular jacket last time I logged in and then I tryed reloging and it still didn’t show up did it get removed?
  6. TheMistyMan

    Silencer / Suppressor

    I’ve had mine get broken as well I won’t be hit by a zombie or anything and be running around and then go into my inventory to fix up the suppressor on my pistol or rifle and the one in my bag is usually ruined for no reason
  7. I’ve been seeing many people walking around with a satchel like backpack where can I find one of them and how many slots do they have if you’ve got one ?
  8. *An out of breath voice come on the radio* “I heard your transmission and am at the north west airfield, I’ve found wires and a bundle of prewar cash and would love to make a trade, over” *Click*
  9. TheMistyMan

    Hobo Depot Grand Opening (Open Freq)

    “I’m looking to trade for a good backpack if you have one tortilla or hunting pack, over” *Click*
  10. Thanks a bunch man I appreciate it your very helpful
  11. Is there any group or people on the server or any location that is doing trading? I’m looking for the hunting backpack or tortilla but the loot spawn doesn’t reset very often so there impossible to find?
  12. TheMistyMan

    Potius Cras

    Glad to join and have some fun your a champ man should be alot of fun. i even have a member if your interested.
  13. It's been months since it happened. I don't even remember how it began. My first memories of it, is looking at some guys trying to rob me after going out of my house. Well, they failed (I always carry a gun with me). But then I saw another threat, they were running to my direction, like a horde of mad dogs. They were making this horrible noise, so I ended out of the city. Oh, chernogorsk. How I miss those days. I was so happy, We were so happy we lived in the city moved here to get away, we didn't know it from all that military intervention. As far as I know, The Chedaki or the US Army could have done it, and left us to die in this place. Anyway, I made my way out of the city, and to my surprise, there are two other guys, they looked at my gun, they asked me to kill them. Maybe not doing it was the worse thing I did that day. They grabbed me and took it, and shot me in my leg. Then proceeded to kill themselves. It was so ugly to see it. People were desperate, trying to die, just to save themselves. But I couldn't die yet. It was not my time. I knew that my chances of infection were too high, so I rolled back to the city, waiting for someone to help me. 25 minutes in the town and I just couldn't believe it. Someone looked at me and came running with a blood bag in his hand. He said Something I didn't understand. Something like "mate" and "getting out together", but he left. I was so sad about it at the time, I started crying. The next 5 minutes I see him, with a stick and some rags in his hands, And my tears of desperation and sadness turned into an incessant laugh, that I couldn't stop. After helping me with something he made, a splint or something like it, he says "Can you walk?" To which I nod. As my leg still hurts, it still makes me sad, makes me think I won't see the next day of an outbreak that had just begun. Anyway, that day, we walked so far into the woods, I didn't knew where we were anymore. He pinpointed a place on his map, I'll assume he understood the local tongue. We then ran more into the woods, into a chicken house. That was the moment I felt the safest in my life. But the safety was not very long. Neither of us had much ammo or supplies, and we could lose everything with the bat of an eye. We started to plan a raid to the airfield nearby, made preparations, made every possible situation and thought about it, as we knew a lot of people would be going there to get all the goods in that place. Fast forward 10 minutes, we're in there. We can see it. I told him to look for anything nearby, anything that looked suspicious. So we were on our own. If he died, I wouldn't know it. Look what an amazing find, an M4! And A full magazine for it? Nice. I was so happy, I would finally have an advantage on someone. With a lot of 5.56 bullets, I made my way out of it, so he could get a share at our base. As I am getting out, was the moment I heard his gun fired. Holy shit was I scared at the time. I'm running to the hills, to see if he is alright but he's not. He's laying at the ground, someone else had his gun now. He's dead. As I take my gun out, the guy gets his hands up, hoping I will not shoot him. I asked Why. He said that life does not forgive, life is relentless, life is violent. Life is death, and death can happen in every moment. I shot him in his legs. I was so angry at the time, I couldn't even control myself. I didn't want to see him alive, but I wanted him to suffer. So I shot then both of his hands. His crotch area next. Then I made a clean shot to his heart. People do not know what cruelty is, until they experience it for themselves. That's why he was so kind to me, he didn't know the cruelty of humans. To this day, the only thing I do is hunting. It makes me happy to kill, but to kill in need. Killing just for fun is horrible. To this day, I wear a bandana in resemblance to his light green outfit. And when someone is in desperate need, I give him a helping hand. There are a lot of crazy guys leaving people to die in the woods.
  14. From the time Bjorn was 16 he had an axe in hand and his survival skills put to the test by his father who would take him deep into the county and leave him there with a canteen, axe, and the clothes on his back to survive sometimes months at a time. he grew up this way until age 18 when he enlisted into the marines where he made his career as one of the highest kill record during his first tour. His rank and name slowly grew with him through the years as he was know as "Zerker" a name given due to the axe he kept on his pack and used any chance he got. Once in a single night he single handedly took down an enemy encampment they say 30 plus men... or so they say.... but the day he walked back into camp was the day he met the man who said he would need to come with him he never got the name to the man or even what it was they stood for but the blood lust he felt that night made him the right man for a job that will not be spoken... he spent the next few years from place to place taking down men when given the name. until one day everything changed as his helicopter was shot down due to an outbreak he had not known of on his way to Chernarus he hit the water and swam to shore his face had been hit by glass during the crash and as he made it to a near by house he bound his face and found clothes and dressed in dry clothes he looked around and heard gunshots all over he had heard it the whole time but hadn't noticed it till now and as he looked outside a freak smashed its head against the glass snarling at him and so he stayed in the abandoned house on the shore the next few months waiting for help he starts running out of food and its time he makes his move and faces the outside horde. He has been scavenging these last few years getting by and finding his place helps others when he can but sometime cant help but to see red when under distress. he looks to the future to finding out how this happened what is going on here and where the freaks came from.
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