I wish i could go back in time and never get vacced from cs.
I use this form of rp as a stress reliever.
When I got banned I tried going to a staff member to see if they could help. never trust them.
I was being honest and told him I have a second account, that I would not use, (I have dm proof) and he requested steamID and promised he wanted to just view it. Thats the last message he sent before he blocked me
I never got support and i feel like this community used my last strive for help as an opportunity to spit in my face one last time.
This one is to all the friends i made on this website.
I have messed up severely, i got vac'd on my main. it wasn't intentional but as the community rules state that i must wait a year to re instate my whitelist.
I just wanted to thank all of those who gave me such an amazing experience on the server, i would have days of depression, but some how dayzrp dug me out of that hole and dropped me into a wonderful community.
I will never forget my first and last character. It breaks my heart that i have to go and i will never feel the same.
Ill miss the warm welcoming dayz family that i had. My life is pretty rough. just returned from a visit, i flew to see my dying father, being this upset i just wanted some time on rp. but sadly i didnt make it home in time to play.
for those reading this thank you for what you do on here. dayz is not dayz without rp.
lastly. i want to thank mademossielle, i followed and learned from your roleplaying to make myself better at it, sitting here with tears in my eyes makes it hard to say
I don't think ill make it back guys..
Love, Dillon. (aka anthony kriss)
* he would fall to the ground from running so long *
* the arm that had blood stains appears to have more fresh blood *
* he would pull out the same notepad whilst laying flat he would write *
I cannot do this anymore. I am on my last bit of life, I haven't seen a doctor in days
the smell of blood is heavy, i can barely stand up and my skin is beyond pale.
living just isn't for me anymore...
* he would reach for his SVD, leaning the barrel back and letting it rest in his mouth *
* as he would squeeze the trigger, he would pass out, the gun would still fire but the bullet would pass by his ear, a blood pool from his arm would gather around the dying child *
* the shot would echo across North West Airfield, signalling to all that someone is on top of the ATC*
to be continued...
Hey Mom, Dad, I haven't wrote to you guys in a while
I just wanted to start my note to you guys saying that yes, i am ok, kind of.
Reason I say that is I have not had the most happy days recently.
I had to,.. Well.. Some men tried to hurt me, they tied me up in a small ditch,
they were poking fun, aiming guns, snorting some weird powder.
When they were finished with messing with me they attempted to drive off,
I was out of my bounds by then and I had my SVD in hand.
I have never shot so fast in my life...
I ended up hurting myself just getting rid of them.
That evening I sat alone in Kabanino in a small house,
bruised and crying to myself, I felt alone.
It would seem that people either want kids dead, or want to turn them into soldiers.
I want neither of those two.
Anyways, now I rest in Star Yar after getting some help from a group that lives there,
And as I sit here, I wish to myself that I could have my parents back.
* the note would then get a few splashes of tears *
D-Dad. I still have those toys you gave me. I am hoping to find more.
Mom, I still have that black beanie you gave me. I cant go anywhere without it.
Hopefully tonight I can return home, even though I am lost, and cant think strait.
Hell, I dont know how much longer I can do this. Ending it, seems, right...
Ill be with you guys soon. -Samuel
* he would then tuck the note away, standing up and feeling his arm, blood would be apparent near the wrist *
* he would then look up to the sky and smile, as tears would rush down his face *