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  1. Mordechai "Morty" Koppelman was born in New York, New York. Morty was often picked on growing up due to his aloof and passive nature. Eventually, Morty figured out that the more pathetic he came across, the less threatening he seemed to his bullies. Morty grew up in a Jewish household, but became disillusioned with any sort of organized religion after the bullying he experienced along with all the "everyday, normal, bad things" that seemed to happen to good people. Deep down, Morty has a good heart, but will value his own skin above all else and holds no allegiance to anyone. Morty arrived in Chernarus completely by accident. His parents sent him on a boat to his homeland, Israel, but his boat was knocked way off course and had an emergency landing in Chernarus.
  2. if terrorist groups are not allowed in, then why is racism allowed? You can say it's apples and oranges, but the justification of racism in game with "It's RP, people are not actually racist, they are just racist characters" can just as easily be turned around into "It's RP, the person is not actually a terrorist, they just play a terrorist character". It's hypocritical
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    Viperial

    Good stuff tonight with all these fellas, been having a blast so far!
  4. Had a good time running with @KillSwitch today. You're flashes of and battle with schizophrenia was keeping me on edge!
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    S1: Invalid Kill in Polana - 07/17/2019 02:43

    Benjamin's POV: The original situation mentioned by OP, I have no POV on that as I was AFK sitting on a bench in the Wolfpack camp and was not involved in any hostilities or initiations at that point. When I returned, I met back up with @PandaOG and @LegoOG . They filled me in on the hostilities in the area so we roamed around up to the barn and around the area up to a hill. We saw a guy in a red track suit so we jogged up the hill when @LegoOG was shot. @PandaOG returned fire and killed him. We then RP'd in the camp after all that.
  6. The Carmichael Brothers @PandaOG @LegoOG
  7. September 25th, 1991. Jericho, Texas was no longer a ghost town as it's last remaining family, the Carmine's welcomed triplet boys. Anthony, Benjamin, and Carmine. There wasn't much to do in Jericho, a town filled with cattle and ghost barns. Benjamin's Pa had been out of work for years, with little motivation to find a job. Pa was motivated though, to find the next bottle to consume. Often, he'd come home late, drunk, and would take it out on Ma. Benjamin and his brothers first memory is their Pa striking their Ma after a long night of drinking. Ma was no cupcake though, she stayed up one night waiting for Pa to come home and hit her again. When Pa arrived, Ma was sitting in her chair, facing the doorway, shotgun in her lap. "What in the hell do you think you're doing with my gun Woman?!" Pa yelled as he started moving towards her. Ma stood up, put that shotgun barrel right between his eyes and calmly stated "Get out. Don't ever come back." Smirking, Pa replied "You don't have the guts to pull the trigger". Ma cocked the gun and pressed it even harder against his head ready to pull the trigger, but saw all 3 of her boys watching from the staircase, all next to each other and watching. "I have enough guts to protect my boys from a drunk monster like you. Now you've got 3 seconds. 3..." Pa didn't move. "2" Now Pa's face had changed from cocky to worrisome. "1" Pa slowly backed towards the door, hands to his side. He took one last look at the boys. Pa went out the door, walked to his truck, turned it on, and that was the last time the boys ever saw their Pa. Growing up, Benjamin and his brothers were very tight knit. Sure they had their fights, but Ma was always there to remind them that no one in this world was going to protect them except each other. Ma homeschooled the 3 boys and taught them how to read and write, but most importantly she taught them right from wrong. Benjamin had a very active imagination and would read any book he could get his hands on. It was something him and his Ma shared, they would often read together at night while Anthony and Carmine would wrestle around for the last knock-off brand Oreo. Ma started not feeling so great and passed away quickly when the boys were 14. Buried out back underneath her favorite tree, the boys had no more direction. As they stood there in silence, they looked at each other and promised that no matter what, nothing would ever come between them and they would always "do right by Ma". Surviving on their own, the boys looked out for each other, took care of each other, and truly became brothers. When Benjamin was 17, one particular night hit him hard on just how much he missed his Ma. He pulled out one of his favorite books "The Killer Angels", a narrative on the Battle of Gettysburg. Reading it to his brothers, they were all enamored by the sense of justice, morality, and "doing right by Ma". With little direction and nothing else to do in a ghost town, the boys headed in to the local town of Nacogdoches and enlisted in the Marines. At the ages of 18, Benjamin and his brothers enlisted in the United States Marine Corps. During boot camp, the brothers undertook parachute training and combatant diving qualification courses and were designated 0326 Reconnaissance Marine, Parachute and Combatant Diver Qualified, and were assigned to the 27th MEU, aboard the USS Khe Sanh, and deployed overseas to the Green Sea to assist in the Chernarussian Civil War. After the civil war's end the 27th remained in Chernarus as a relief aide for the war torn Nation. In 2017, when the outbreak occurred, Anthony and his brothers were assigned to Delta Squad, led by Lt. Peter Brooks. They were in the Northern region of Chernarus near Tisy Military Base, when radios went silent. After months of fending for themselves, the brothers were separated from their unit and lost all contact with CENTCOM. In the following years, the Carmine brothers had did all they could to stake out a new life in this hell-torn land and were committed to surviving, no matter the cost.
  8. September 25th, 1995. Jericho, Texas was no longer a ghost town as it's last remaining family, the Carmine's welcomed triplet boys. Anthony, Benjamin, and Carmine. There wasn't much to do in Jericho, a town filled with cattle and ghost barns. Benjamin's Pa had been out of work for years, with little motivation to find a job. Pa was motivated though, to find the next bottle to consume. Often, he'd come home late, drunk, and would take it out on Ma. Benjamin and his brothers first memory is their Pa striking their Ma after a long night of drinking. Ma was no cupcake though, she stayed up one night waiting for Pa to come home and hit her again. When Pa arrived, Ma was sitting in her chair, facing the doorway, shotgun in her lap. "What in the hell do you think you're doing with my gun Woman?!" Pa yelled as he started moving towards her. Ma stood up, put that shotgun barrel right between his eyes and calmly stated "Get out. Don't ever come back." Smirking, Pa replied "You don't have the guts to pull the trigger". Ma cocked the gun and pressed it even harder against his head ready to pull the trigger, but saw all 3 of her boys watching from the staircase, all next to each other and watching. "I have enough guts to protect my boys from a drunk monster like you. Now you've got 3 seconds. 3..." Pa didn't move. "2" Now Pa's face had changed from cocky to worrisome. "1" Pa slowly backed towards the door, hands to his side. He took one last look at the boys. Pa went out the door, walked to his truck, turned it on, and that was the last time the boys ever saw their Pa. Growing up, Benjamin and his brothers were very tight knit. Sure they had their fights, but Ma was always there to remind them that no one in this world was going to protect them except each other. Ma homeschooled the 3 boys and taught them how to read and write, but most importantly she taught them right from wrong. Benjamin had a very active imagination and would read any book he could get his hands on. It was something him and his Ma shared, they would often read together at night while Anthony and Carmine would wrestle around for the last knock-off brand Oreo. Ma started not feeling so great and passed away quickly when the boys were 14. Buried out back underneath her favorite tree, the boys had no more direction. As they stood there in silence, they looked at each other and promised that no matter what, nothing would ever come between them and they would always "do right by Ma". Surviving on their own, the boys looked out for each other, took care of each other, and truly became brothers. When Benjamin was 17, one particular night hit him hard on just how much he missed his Ma. He pulled out one of his favorite books "The Killer Angels", a narrative on the Battle of Gettysburg. Reading it to his brothers, they were all enamored by the sense of justice, morality, and "doing right by Ma". With little direction and nothing else to do in a ghost town, the boys headed in to the local town of Nacogdoches and enlisted in the Marines. At the ages of 18, Benjamin and his brothers enlisted in the United States Marine Corps. During boot camp, the brothers undertook parachute training and combatant diving qualification courses and were designated 0326 Reconnaissance Marine, Parachute and Combatant Diver Qualified, and were assigned to the 27th MEU, aboard the USS Khe Sanh, and deployed overseas to the Green Sea to assist in the Chernarussian Civil War. After the civil war's end the 27th remained in Chernarus as a relief aide for the war torn Nation. In 2017, when the outbreak occurred, Anthony and his brothers were assigned to Delta Squad, led by Lt. Peter Brooks. They were in the Northern region of Chernarus near Tisy Military Base, when radios went silent. After months of fending for themselves, the brothers were separated from their unit and lost all contact with CENTCOM. In the following years, the Carmine brothers had did all they could to stake out a new life in this hell-torn land and were committed to surviving, no matter the cost.
  9. Take all of my beanz. This is awesome
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      Thrillshire

      This takes me back to middle school

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    Jaysh Allah (Closed Recruitment)

    I’ve had a few interactions with this group and all I can say is...you guys ICly are complete dicks. And it has greatly enhanced my experience on this server because I’m not about the cupcake and rainbows life. Every time I’ve been interrogated or questioned by you, I’ve had to come up with different accents and names so you don’t catch on to my characters true allegiance. It’s made me better at RP. When raiding Novaya 4 days ago, playing that Islamic battle song before you initiated was a nice touch. I hate you guys ICly, keep up the good work!
  12. Always a good time RPing with @Peril, had fun last night!
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  14. Quick background: I played maybe 50 hours on public servers and had zero interaction with anyone before I found DayZRP. Woke up for the first time, can't remember where at. Found a small town and began looting. Nighttime started rolling in so I quickly finished up and then hid in a farmhouse on the outskirts of the town. While sitting down, I could hear footsteps in the other room (hadn't checked the house out yet). Panic attack set in and I didn't move for a solid 5 minutes, holding my Mosin. Finally I build up the courage to say something VOIP "Uh, Hi is someone in here with me?". The footsteps stop so now I'm really panicking. "My name is Jason, I just got here". No response. "Uh, ok do you need anything? I have a little water and food I can spare". No response. Waiting a couple more minutes without saying anything, just listening to the footsteps. "Ok, if you don't say anything, I'm coming in" No response. After talking myself up, I crouch walk to the door, count to 3 and open it. Finally got a reply of "raaahhhhhhhhh". I RP'd with an infected for 10 minutes.
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    Capital Vices (Strict IC Recruitment)

    After being interrogated, radio destroyed, and stripped of everything by the Muslims at VMC last night, I headed South hoping that the Medic @Xehara sent was still at Rogovo. Found Tyler (not sure of tag), and really provided excellent Combat Medic RP. As someone still very new to the RP scene, I followed Tyler's lead and felt my RP improved. The firefight rescuing the hostages outside the Camp was nuts. Was planning on going to bed not long after it happened, but had way to much adrenaline. Both sides had excellent RP and I had a lot of fun, even though I got absolutely wrecked
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