I'm an old timer and wish I was playing DayZRP right now, however, I'm in Afghanistan at the moment with the Army. Maybe I'll get a few weeks off when I get back or maybe a day off here with the wifi connection that ever drops in and out.
I'm all for RP, even unconsentual sexual encounters. BUT.. it has to be done right. These things are real life events that happen to victims and it has to be set-out accordingly. However, rape could be considered power-gaming under:
3.6 You are not allowed to force an action, condition or belief upon another players character beyond what the game mechanics allow, unless the action is specifically allowed by the other player. This is called power gaming.
I feel 'Beyond what the game mechanics allow' should be better elaborated or re-worded as even I am not 100 per cent sure what that means.
The DayZ world is a dark world, and terrible events like the collapse of law and order can bring out the worst in people. If you are going to commit rape IG, make sure you research it and act it out appropiately in the psyche of a rapist.
I feel less rules on RP would be best, as it allows for less 'restricted' encounters and less safe space.
Being uncomfortable about a situation 'in-game' is your right, but the terrible things that occur in real life, also that can be reflected IG, are factual and have no care for your thoughts or opinions. We have to learn to differentiate between RP and RL. Just my 2 cents.
Don't stress too much brothers. My grandfather used to say "All the bad things that happen, appreciate the sun still rises tomorrow, and tomorrow is another day". Perhaps a bit cliche but its something thats stuck with me through the bad. Life is beautiful and most problems do have a solution.
Good read! Very interested in this group due the hardcore side of it. Always enjoyed groups that immerse their characters with actions and relations ingame, the Perma Kill thing is also a good dynamic. May send a PM soon.
Father Valerian picks up his radio, takes a deep breathe and talks into it whilst looking at the state of the church in Pogorevka.
'From the cleansing fire, a rebirth will commence, and a cycle of destruction and recreation will restore what once was In the town of the Remains of Fire by the Mountain of Green. This house will be our Peter, and on this rock, we will rebuild this church and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. I am calling upon any believers in the faith at their own descretion to this house, where they will be welcomed with open arms. These are the end of times but there is hope in Salvation from the Lamb of God in this Final Theosis we are all living in. I urge you, brothers and sisters, to watch out for those who cause divisions and put obstacles in your way that are contrary to the teaching you have learned. Keep away from them. Come find me and we shall walk towards a greater purpose and communion. Peace be with you all'
Father Valerian picks up his bible and places it in his top pocket and begins to walk around the church.
Im really loving the storyline here. Its my first Far Cry game but I also see a lot of Far Cry veterans calling it "not to its potential"... in anycase, I like it. Some of the music, scenery, video clips is just breath-taking.
*Valerian sits on a hay bale in an empty field outside Pulkovo, staring at Green Mountain in the distance, with a radio in one hand, and a bible in the other, churning through the frequencies, he comes across the message of love and devotion, as he reads Job 17 from his Bible*
'By our Lord above, blessings upon you Father Moreau, I am delighted to hear a voice of reason and love. We have much to talk about and share. I am currently staying in Pulkovo albeit catching up on some needed rest very shortly. Was it the will of God that set the course for me to listen to you like this? There are many good people here, I am sure of it. You and humanity are not alone in this time of uncertainity. I will await you here. Becareful of the roads leading here, I was inspecting a Church just outside of the town, when I met upon a raggered and conflicted man but a man nevertheless. After showing him a painting in the church of Peter and Jesus and explaining the love of Christ even when Peter denied him, he decided to force his will and demands onto me at gun point. The last thing I said to him was 'I forgive you Otto' of which he was thankful for. If only more people were willing to forgive those who tresspass against themselves, just as our Lord and Saviour did... Anyways, *clears throat*, I am getting side tracked here of talking tales. Oh.. I almost forgot. I am Father Valerian. I will pray for your safe travels and deliverance. God Bless you Father.
*Valerian lays on the hay bale in the field and lets out a sigh of relief, as a shooting stars appears from the corner of his eye*
Valerian was born and raised in Chernogorsk shortly before the collapse of the Soviet Union to a Russian father and Chernarussian mother. His upbringing were full of troubles as his father would often beat him and his mother due to his alcoholism, and ultimately, left the family when Valerian was only six years old, leaving his mother, Kristina to care for his little sister, Anna and himself. Valerian's direct family were not particulary religious but would attend Easter and Christmas Mass which Valerian would often refuse to go to. Valerian started getting into trouble in his high school years, often invoking anger and violence over his peers.
With no real paternal figurehead in the house, Valerian descended into a state of utter depression and continued his down-spiraling behaviours. His maternal grandfather, Fydor was a very strict man and a Red Army veteran, would also beat Valerian due to his indolent behaviour and disrespect, albeit in a more controlled and positive manner. As Valerian grew out of his adolescent years, he understood why his grandfather was harsh on him, as he did not want his grandson to grow up to turn out like his father, to understand and learn the importance of family, sacrirfice and devotion. Valerian would go on to marry a woman named Valentina Kuznestov, a smart and beautiful woman who saw through Valerian like a piece of glass as they grew up through their teenage years.
When he was twenty-one years old, he made the audacious deicison to give up his personal belongings and violent past to be inducted as a ordained priest of the Russian Orthodox Church. He first met his mentor, Alexander Petrov in Novigrad at the Orthodox Patriarchal Ecclesiastical School of Igor II who taught him the Orthodox liturgy and the act of teaching, preaching, counseling and exerciseing the ministries of forgiveness and healing as per the Christian instruction. Valerian's further studies would take him to Moscow, Athens and across Europe to further his teachings and learn the English language. He was finally ordained as a priest by the Patriarch of Moscow and all Rus', Patriach Cyril in 2015 after eight years of theological studies. Valerian was then assigned as a ordained priest in his home town of Chernogorsk were he invoked charasmatically the letters from the disciplies and taught moral lessons of ethics and philosophy contrast in a cruel world moulded by humans, just as his saviour had done over two millennium ago.
In 2017, right before the outbreak, Valerian learned that of his sister, Anna, who was married as well was being regularily abused and beaten by her husband, Oleg Novak. When Valerian learned of the man's actions, he confronted him in their apartment in downtown Chernogorsk. A physical struggle occured between and two, with Oleg seeming to get the upper hand, until Valerian strangeled him in cold blood, leading to Oleg's death and the absolute shock of his sister. Confessing his sins to the local authorities the following morning, he was arrested and remained in custody in the local police precinct. On that same day, the military emassed in Chernogorsk for some strange reason, setting up roadblocks and moving large convoys of civilian and military vehicles as he saw from his cell awaiting court appearance.
During the night, the entire city was in utter disarray with gun-fire, terrifying scretches and the screams of men, women and children. Valerian stayed up the whole night befolding the apocalypse before his very own eyes, before succumbing to exhaustion and collapsing in his cell. Valerian awoke pressumly after a short time empty, broken and alone, save the smell of burnt bodies, gun-powder and strange moans from whatever roamed beyond his small cell. Valerian moved to his cell door to call for help - but no one was there to answer. Pleading to God to forgive him, he leaned on the cell door on his knees begging for salvation, when suddenly, the old rusty cell door creaked open. A miracle perhaps? Or a concerned police officer who left it unlocked during the night?... Grabbing what supplies he could find in the station, Valerian set off to pick up the pieces and retrace his steps to find his family... more to come.