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  1. Hoarding is bad because it removes the entire inventory management mechanic from the game. Setting up a base and stockpile should feel like an accomplishment, something you worked for. Not just slapping some wood storage down and filling it after a couple loot runs.
  2. I agree with this completely. I found it felt like i was beating a lifeless sack of meat. Most zombie interactions are 1 on 1 and if you are any good at all you will never get hit because the players attack speed is quite fast. So all the health increase did was was make zombies a monotonous inconvenience. I don't know how much freedom you have with editing the zombies but i would suggest trying to increase their sensitivity to sound and field of view. I feel the only strength they have is in their numbers. So if you could get more zombies to see/hear the player it would cause the player to fight off a small horde or retreat from the area and approach quietly. (not marathon running house to house for loot.) The temperature system works great in my opinion. I read a few people complaining their character was freezing while wearing sweater, jacket, ect. I'm going to take a wild guess and say this was at night. My guy was also freezing during the night. But if realism is what you are going for then it's not to far fetched. I hunt in real life and it don't matter how much you bundle up. Once that sun goes down in the dead of winter. The cold will creep though your layers and suck the life out of you. I found it engaging knowing i had to have the equipment for a fire or i wasn't going to make it though the night.
  3. Carter Sokolov is a half American, half Russian. His mother met his father during a school trip to Sochi in the mid 90s. Being young and feeling free she decided to stay in Sochi with her new found love. Not even a year later they were married and she was pregnant with Carter. Carters early life was pretty simple. His father owned a small farm on the outskirts of Sochi. When he wasn't working the land or in school, he spent his time in the woods. His hobbies were hunting, trapping and survival skills. By his late teens he was spending days at a time in the woods with nothing but his rifle and a hunting knife. Times were hard but good. In 2013 Carters life was turned upside down. His uncle, his fathers brother was killed in a train station bombing in Volograd. His father took this extremely hard. He began drinking heavily. Carters father was always a hard man. But this turned him into a monster. It only took a year for his mother to have enough. The abuse was to much. She left in the middle of the night, leaving nothing but a note saying she was returning to America. Carter spent the next 2 or so years taking the full force of his fathers wrath. No contact from his mother ever came. He was alone. On a cold night in July Carter came home from one of his survival excursions which at this point in an attempt to avoid his father were a week or more at a time. He walked up to the porch of the old farm house, rifle in hand. His father was sitting on a old lawn chair, surrounded by bottles. His father looked at him and instantly began to scold him for leaving him like his mother. As Carter got closer he stood up. Carter knew what was coming next. He seen his fathers fist ball up and arm begin to cock back. Carter didn't know what came over him but he gripped his rifle and planted the butt of its stock between his fathers eyes. Down he fell, knocked out cold. Carter was in shock. He never hit his father before. He came to the realization that when he woke he would surely kill him. Carter grabbed what little he could and took off for the city. The sun was soon to rise and Carter was sitting on a beach in Sochi trying to come to terms with what had happened a few hours prior. He was gazing off into the sea when he noticed a large container ship coming to port. As it came closer he could see the big white letters on the hull. Rify they read. It clicked in his head. That this ship was more then likely heading to Istanbul were he may be able to find passage to America. When the ship docked, figuring he had nothing to lose. He used the last bit of darkness left in the morning to sneak aboard the ship. He knew this journey was going to be rough. But the idea of him finally reuniting with his mother filled him with a joy he hasn't felt in years. Carter was woken by an insanely loud alarm. He could hear men yelling to each other though the corridors. Something wasn't right. The ship began to feel as if it was twisting in half and he could hear wind howling, echoing through the halls. The ship started to roll, Carter was almost standing on the wall at this point. He began to feel a sense of weightlessness for a moment. Then it was as if the ship had hit a brick wall. Carter was tossed across the room. His head connected with a large pipe and he was knocked out. When he woke he could see sunlight and hear birds chirping. He stumbled towards the light. He couldn't believe what he saw. The ship was split like a can. He stepped out through shattered hull and onto the shore. He began to yell out but nobody responded. The site was deserted. The ship was silent. the only sound was the waves crashing along the shore. He began thinking. Where was the crew? Surely someone must have survived or if rescue came how did they not find him. Eventually he heading up the shore to a road. He looked right, looked left. Unsure of where to go he started walking. Eventually he came across a sign. Berezino it read. I crashed in Chernarus he said to himself. Remembering the town name from a school project about the war. He looked past the sign and seen what looked like a man stumbling down the road. Overwhelmed with joy he began running towards the man. Not knowing the horror he was about to discover and how all the skills he acquired were about to be put to the test.
  4. Unfortunately i haven't been accepted yet. But I am #1 in the queue. So hopefully i will know soon!
  5. Hello DayZRP I'm looking forward to being accepted into this community. After completing my whitelist application I spent a good few hours flipping through the forums. A lot of members seem very passionate about this community. Which is a sign that this is something special. If any other newcomers are reading this I would strongly recommend reading through the solved report page https://www.dayzrp.com/forums/forum/55-solved-reports/ It really helped me understand what is expected of me during my time in Chernarus. Even more than the rules page. Anyway I'm looking forward to some interesting interactions and learning how to role play effectively.
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