Memoirs of a Day Z suvivor.

Memoirs from first hand accounts of Day Z exploits with myself and comrades.

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The Overwatch heroes and their abilities according to my 5 year old nephew

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Suicide is gonna kill me. March 2016

We were on our way to do a little bit of looting, and I was having a very hard time getting the bus to climb some of the hills surrounding Chernogorsk. After painfully trying to climb a hill, and having to drive back down the hill, get speed and drive off road at night, I stoved the front end into a stump, blew up both front tires and flipped the bus on it’s side. Suicide is still sitting in the front seat, he’s gone for a shower and has not returned yet. As soon as he did get back, he coolly says “Nicodemus, what did you do.” 

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Apologies to Darcy. March 3 2016

I have to apologise to a man named Darcy. About three weeks ago, I was getting geared up for myself and my comrades, I had a AK-74u in my backpack, a AK-74 on my back, and a good old fashioned AKM with seventy-five round drum magazine in my hands. I had my volume cranked as I looted a dark server, in the north west airfield. I listened casually to the noises of the evening, and constantly checked my player list and it was myself, and Jonathan in the server. I was looting one of the barracks that had been opened up in one of the more recent patches, and found lots of good gear, when i heard the all too familiar sound of a magazine being loaded into a AK style weapon, then the powerful derelict soviet spring compressing as the slide was being opened to chamber the first round of many. I quickly whirled around, and saw someone standing in the corner of my barracks, he had not taken control of his character yet, and I with much haste, put a bullet in his head. I ran over to check his name, and I had killed Darcy.

I felt bad, it’s entirely possible that he was a friendly looter, and was searching for more gear too. It’s also entirely possible he would have tried to kill me as soon as he could. I still wanted to say sorry, in case there’s anyway you ever find this Darcy. 

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We all have a little bandit in us...Sometimes....Feb. 11. 2016

Sometimes we just can’t help ourselves in the Day Z realm, and we have to kill for no reason at all. Could it be what true society or lack thereof may fall into if there are no consequences for our actions? Perhaps too deep for a regular post about a video game, but here goes for my story. One evening, Suicide and I had engaged four or more commandos, it was tough to tell at the distance I began to engage them at.

I took many shots with my VSS, but in the end, it did not matter, their sniper was far more skilled than I, and I did not even hear the shot before I was dead. I lucked out though and spawned nearby, and ran as fast as I could to the location of where I had fallen. I found my old corpse all right, and I laid down right away to crawl over to it to see if I could salvage any of my gear. Sure enough as I crawled closer, more shots began to pound my old corpse and blood sprayed upwards. The sniper still had a bead on my position, and my old body was the only thing stopping my new one from being destroyed. I snatched up my beloved VSS and ran for my life. Suicide took a few conservative shots from the hill he was laying upon, and thankfully had not gotten found out. I moved out and tried to get a flank on my killers, and moved along the coast, north to where they had taken position last, near the lighthouse on the outskirts of Chernogorsk. 

I crawled, swam, and crouched my way to where I thought they were, fully ready to die. I came across the lighthouse, and there was noone abroad. Just a very large pile of assorted gear that was all completely ruined.

After I took this red mountain backpack I found, I rendezvous’d with Suicide on his hill. He got me all fed and watered up and we were ready for another server.

I let Suicide find a new server, as he seems to have the best luck in finding a good, juicy server. He joined a server, but forgot to check the time, and we got into a good server, around thirty folk, but it was nighttime! We decided to roll with it. just down the hill, was a bus that had stoved it into the railtrack. It was missing nearly everything it required to run, but it was near Elektrozavodsk, so it was easy to get running again. I spotted a random running up to me as I inspected the bus, Suicide was not watching, and as I said Hello, the stranger leveled a double barrel and blasted me instantly and sent me straight to hell. 

Suicide then blasted a good sized hole in his chest and dropped him. Thankfully I spawned nearby, (Best part of playing on the coast) and grabbed what magazines I could that weren’t ruined by the shotgun’s devastating buckshot.

I wanted to go to Elektro, but Suicide had a good idea to camp out the bus with our snipers and see if we could easily pick off some people.

We waited, and sure enough some guy runs up with a double bus tire in his hands.

Suicide and I both line up a shot on the unsuspecting person, abd we bide our time until he begins the action of putting the tire on the bus. He begins to put the tire on, we both let loose a shot. We both miss! So I run down and try to reason with the poor fool who is scared out of his mind.

I find him laying in the bushes seeking cover as best he can, and I advance with VSS in hand aiming at him.

Suicide has another good line of sight on him, in case things go astray as they often do in Day Z. I yell at the poor bambi, and tell him to remain laying down, and not to move. He begins to immediately tell me his life is forfeit, and all he wanted to do was drive the bus. That is all he wanted. I ask Suicide if he’ll let him drive the bus away as we did not want it. He told me if I let him get in the bus, he’d put a .308 in his head before he could turn over the public transport. 

I checked the bambis pulse to find out who he was. His name was “Pistolmatrix” I kept talking to him, and Suicide took a shot after I commanded it. Suicide missed as Pistolmatrix moved in a unexpected fashion. He asked me if I heard a shot. Of course I said no. And he’s like really? are you sure I think I heard a-

One more shot and Suicide snuffed the life out of him.I yelled, “Snipers!” and ran away trying to make it seem like I was not part of Suicide’s team, so the bambi did not think I betrayed it. Moments later another bambi tried to jack the bus, Suicide was ready, and dropped him as soon as he laid one foot onto the entrance landing and he fell out onto the pavement awkwardly. 

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Back in the Saddle. Feb 4, 2016

Hey all. It has been a long time since I made a post, there has been a few good events, but nothing quite as insane as what occurred this night, February 4th, 2016. My apologies to everyone who read these ridiculous tales regularily, I have definitely let you down, but for those who stuck around, here we go.

Suicide has armed me with the elusive and yet so powerful VSS, and since he gave me this shiny awesome killing tool, he hasn’t been online yet, so I’ve been biding my time until he can play, so I decided to do something more fun and safe, I joined a private server for the first time in my Day Z career. As soon as my character opens his eyes, he can already hear the sound of AKM bullets whizzing by, and there’s chaos on the beach, just south of Solnichniy.

An axe battle has broken out, and a baseball feebly attempts to contend moments later, the axe murderer triumphantly stands over his prey. I move in to try to steal some clothes, and the murderer draws near. Moments later I’m being chased into the bush by some lady firing a glock. Busted arm, death. Next spawn is in sunny Chernogorsk, or at least just North of it. To my right, is a blue clad man running into a nearby farm yard, straight ahead, on the train tracks, is a rainsuit clad woman standing still

I strike up a chat with the woman, whom of course is a man playing. He asks politely which way Xhlem is, I regret to inform him that it is way north of where we are. I point in the direction of the tracks where to run, and he claims he is to fat to run there, falls on the tracks and begins to crawl.

Rapidly getting bored of this, I decide to run to Cherno for some good action. I don’t even get to Cherno, but rather a house nearby and I see three figures of people on the hill nearby, and they call out to me. Seeing as I am just a bambi, I put my hands up to increase chances of survival.

Turns out, all three are heroes, and they start to give me food straight away. One walks right up to me, and looks me in the face and says...”You have nice eyes.” Then they tell me they are hunting a supposed hacker in the Cherno Police station. I offer to be bait straight away, and they have a quick pow-wow.

They quickly decide this is a good idea, and we all set out to the police station. Once we get into the station, I gear myself up with what I can find inside, and not long after, a fire fight ensues. I close up the doors, and I sit on watch to watch the front door, and the back door from one spot.

A volley of shots is heard outside. The third commando has fallen, He did not make it in the precinct. The lead commando is leaning to get a better view. A shot rings out, and he collapses. The silent OREL wearing commando asks me to see if I can stop the bleeding on his friend. I have no problem doing this, and have zero ideas of stealing his gun. These two commandos have been very trusting and kind. I crouch run into the room he’s collapsed in, and is bleeding profusely.

His name is VALDBAGINA. Not a moniker I’d want to adopt, but at least his name isn’t “Sprayfart” like we’d encountered in CODMW2 years ago. I patch him up, and he doesn’t come out of it right away. He has no saline IV kit that I can see, so I ask the other commando what I should do. He tells me to begin compressions. As soon as I get into position, he snaps back to consciousness. He thanks me, and tosses down a saline he had in his inventory somewhere. I immediately inject him with the solution and it brings colour back to his vision quickly.

After VALDBAGINA is up and good to go, he gives me a mission to check the house across the road where he killed someone, so I could have the gear. He even trusted me enough to give me a pistol that is loaded. I blitz out the back door, and check the house, nothing, no body or anything, and quickly run back. The elusive sniper oddly enough did not take any shots.

Both commandos greeted me once I returned. They had another mission for me, this time was to check and see if I could retrieve any gear from their fallen comrade. He had fallen atop the pipe transverse, when he was trying to get a good sniper position. VALDBAGINA pointed out where he should be

I  sprint as fast as I can, and begin climbing. As soon as I reach the top, I hear one shot and am greeted with a black screen.

I spawn a few times, and try to get back to the commandos in the station, but it’s taking too long, I’m concerned if they can hold out in such a hostile environment for so long. I finally get a spawn by Cherno, and I run straight for the station. I approach the doors, and to my alarm, they’re all left open. I call for my comrades to no avail. Just a strange corpse left behind. I take the track jacket, and manage to get a skorpion with one clip. Just as I go to leave, I hear heavy panting and footsteps outside. I call out to them and tell them I am armed, but want to solve this peacefully.

There is two psycho looking bandits outside, I felt could be my friends killers. I step outside with my hands up, and they turn out to be really kind. They give me a pile of food, and one named “Cannibal Joe” takes some of my blood as payment. As hes doing this, I ask them if they killed who was in the station. They both decline, and I am inclined to believe them.

I offer my skorpion, and they decline, trusting me. I thanked them, Cannibal Joe said I seemed like a upstanding guy, they just wanted me to lay down, and face the ground so they could leave without me knowing which way they went. I complied, as I was trusting my life in their hands. After they had left, I decided to go to the hospital right near by, and look for more medical gear, and perhaps be a combat medic in those dire situations. Not long was I looting the building, I went to the top roof, and found a totally ruined childs briefcase that had all manner of completely destroyed items in it. I cleared it out so I could carry more medical gear. Then a voice called out to me, very clear, with a tiny hint of a scot accent. Turns out, he was the sniper that killed me VALDBAGINA and the silent commando. He told me to run, because his friend was coming, and he would shoot me. I had faith that I could talk my way out anything at this point.

But I was dead wrong. Quite literally dead.

All jokes aside, I spawned in Elektrozavodsk, and began to rebuild. A thought ran through my mind as to maybe make the run back to Cherno, and see about possible revenge for my fallen comrades, but then I decided I would check out Elektro for fun. I started to loot, and ran smack dab into this bone chilling figure

I was sure I was going to die, but He was oddly very kind, and offered that I join him and his friends. I accepted gratefully and decided to see what happens next. We ran through the oddly quiet city of Elektro, and came up on the church, where I could hear people talking about some form of religion, that was not Christianity. I entered the building with the gas mask wearing magnum toting fellow and everyone flocked to us.

I waved, and as I did the OREL wearing fellow also sporting the wolf mask came straight up to me, and said in a far too familiar tone

“ You have nice eyes...”

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“VALDBAGINA!?!?” I exclaim.

“NICK!!” he yells right back. Somehow by some strange means of fate, we had reunited. He quickly went into story of how I had helped him and a friend defend the station for a time and mended his wounds. The rest of the evening was fairly uneventful, but the five of us had planned to go to the NWAF, but we did not make it that far since the server reset.

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Better watch out for snipers....

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About to open a sardine can of ammo! 440 rounds of 7.62x54r!

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The newest edition to the family; a sniper mosin 1943. With my model MadDok sporting it nicely.

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Bandit spotted!!

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Sorry I haven't posted much, been busy with life stuff! But I got my gun license, and bought a SKS, and mosin nagant, -Real life bandit sighted!

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Snack meets the Snake...March 31, 2015

After the mess with the random mute that stole my old world cannon, I got my ass to a rooftop in Chapaevsk, and spawned into a new, huge, juicy server in high hopes of picking off some people from a safe distance as they wage their war in Chernogorsk. I chose the server, and then walked away to make some coffee for work tomorrow morning. When I returned, my character had already entered the server. As I slid my headset back on, my ears were greeted with the all too familiar, all too terrifying sound of a mosin firing.

I laid down, and slammed some new .357 rounds into my magnum. He must have heard that, as the firing stopped. I couldn’t tell if he was on the roof, or below me. I crawled out to check the roof and saw no one. As I rounded the corner inside, it sounded like some rounds from a automatic silenced weapon struck the rooftop near my feet so I ran inside. I wanted to check the tip top of the roof to make sure he wasn’t there. Using third person and my camera, I checked. No bogies. I peered down the derelict elevator shaft with magnum in hand. No interlopers were climbing the ladder.

I decided to call down the shaft. I said

 “Hello? Hey, I just spawned up here, I only have a magnum and a mosin. I do not know how many strong you are, but I heard the mosin shots and a silenced automatic, so I do not want to fight.”

 I was retorted with a fellow with a calm voice asking me to climb down the ladder.

 I asked his name, and he told me it was Snake, and I told him my name was Nico. He told me if I climbed down, guns holstered, I wouldn’t get shot. It had been awhile since I’d had any normal interaction with a player, so I decided to trust him. I clambered down the ladder and put my hands up. He backed away to let me enter the hallway and I got a good look at him. He was certainly armed to the teeth. I had a feeling that I was dead meat, and that this time I’d failed the war of the minds and the battle of charisma.

He asked me If he looked scary, and I told him he looked like a badass motherfucker. He chuckled, and so did I. But it wasn’t like a normal situation, it was more like, I could die if he so much as twitched wrong. He told me he’d escort me out of the building and I was fine with that. I told him what happened, when I spawned on the roof, and he said he was on point as he heard me reload my magnum, and I was on point when I heard his mosin blasts. Now we both laughed for real. He stayed crouched in case of other snipers in the buildings, as we moved down the dizzying amount of stair cases in the old abandoned tenements.

I asked him if he was a lone operator, and he mentioned he had a friend nearby and that he was on his way. We got to the bottom floor, and he stayed on the stairs and I tucked myself into the corner.

He told me that his friend was on his way, and then shot me a quick salute. I thanked him for being a cool guy, and he did the same.

Then something happened that I’d never witnessed before. I was instantly kicked to the server list, and had a error message come up saying “ Session Lost” I was so mad, as I was about to meet his friend, and the whole situation was refreshing to my Day Z experience as of late, because we’d been dealing with mostly hackers. Meeting a good old fashioned commando was a good time, and being at his mercy was something I hadn’t experienced in a good while. I figured I was also as good as dead. So i spawned into another server, as I couldn’t recall what server I was when I met them. And I couldn’t believe it, I was alive! Not only were those guys cool, they even have honor and integrity.

I knew not the other soldiers name, but that fellow “Snake” was every bit like  his fictional counterpart. I peered into the bright sun for a moment before logging out, thinking Day Z might have some hope after all.

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Meet Phil fisher: And the luckiest day of my life. March 30, 2015.

First of all, I wanted to apologize for my lack of writing thereof lately, I feel there has not bee much to mention of late. My crew and I, had been lurking in military bases in the western hemisphere, not seeing much survivor activity, a skirmish here, a escape there, but mainly alot of looting.

(Left to Right: Jorden, Becca, Connor and Suicide)

We decided we’d been living too long of lives and decided to take it upon ourselves to live alot more dangerously. Becs, Suicide and I headed up the coast to see what kind of mess we could muck in. We were on the northern outskirts of Chernogorsk, when we stopped for a bite. Suicide spotted a survivor running along. He started to tail him, then myself, then Becca. We trapped him between the back of a tool shed, that was surrounded by a small concrete wall. I got cocky, after trying feebly to convince him to stand down, I tried to kill him singlehandedly with my AK101 that I had multiple clips and ammo for. I leaned around the corner and opened fire. I didn’t hit him at all. Before I could lean back, he put multiple rounds through my right arm and side, and died quickly. Becca moved in with her beloved SKS, and expertly killed him. Or at least knocked him unconscious, and Suicide executed him for sure with a final shot through the skull. I spawned near Berezino, and Suicide and Becs made their way up the coast. Not long after, they heard a truck, and laid low and crouch ran along the beach, but it was too late, the V3S spotted them, and ran Suicide clean over before he could fire. Becs opened up on the cab windows and windscreen with her makarov, but the driver wasn’t injured. She bobbed, and weaved, he made many passes. He even drove a good two hundred meters out into the ocean, before finally road killing Becca. We all played a bit, but not much after that fiasco. I started it up today, and lucked out with finding a mosin for myself and Becca. I wanted to head to Chapaevsk, and find a tent to store gear in, as well as my own gear, and kill myself as I had the cold shakes, and couldn’t hold my sniper mosin steady.

I ran from southern Berezino to Kamyshovo, and ran into a fellow, a bambi, who bravely ran straight up to me, and said hello. 

Turned out, his name was Phil, and we had a pleasant chat, he didn’t want to fight, neither did I. We parted ways after a moment, and I never saw him again.

I ran to Chapaevsk, dropped Becca’s mosin nearby to hide it, in case things went south. I started to comb over the apartments for a tent. I had some good luck, and found one about twenty minutes in. I ran downstairs quickly and into the woods to set up the tent, and the server crashed. It was a solid server normally,exile 24/7 day. So I rejoined, appalled to find myself back in the apartment where I found the tent, but this time with no tent in my hands or on the table. I went to pick up Becca’s mosin and it was gone. Clearly this is NOT a persistant server. So I got fed up with trying to find another tent. Rather, I ran to a common spawn in a smaller server, a small town north of Chernogorsk. I tossed down all my gear in a low traffic spot, and then put my magnum to my head and pulled the trigger.

I spawned in Cherno, so I made haste and ran to my body. When I got in eye shot, I couldn’t believe my eyes. I saw a red flash of a noob t shirt running into the town. I checked the server, and there was seriously only three other people in the server, I sprinted over, and luckily found my gear. Found my pants, jacket, backpack, pulled the magnum out of my cold dead fingers....but where is my mosin!? I checked around the town ourskirts to see if I could quickly spot the red shirt. I ducked into a barn and jackpot, found her standing there with my mosin on her back.

I aggressively told her that is my mosin, and to lay it on the ground. She stared back stupidly at me for a few seconds, no reply.

Still no reply, I put the white dot on her chin and pulled the trigger, one shot through her cranium and she went down fast. Dead before she hit the ground.

I checked her body, and sure enough, there was my much sought after WWII Soviet rifle. I proudly slammed it on my back. I looked at her body, and decided to slice her up for anyone passing through that might need a snack.

This game still boggles my mind how even in such a large world, with a tiny population, you can still run smack dab into someone.

Just another Day Z story...

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Bex murders a harmless, innocent cow.

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A simple dare turns into a Legendary Kill...February 7, 2015

It was very late at night, or early in the morning rather, Becca was snoozing on the couch, Jorden had fallen asleep on the floor, but Momo and I, made a dare to run through the streets of Berezino, and touch the police station door.

We were at the school/office in Berezino, waiting for people to kill, it had been a rough night of Day Z, earlier I trusted a bambi we found in Solnichniy, which in due fashion got my head removed from my shoulders in a short amount of time.

Momo killed the bambi, and then everyone hunted down my sniper, to which Momo again managed in a bloody battle, to destroy him with his sporter .22. As he was rummaging through his gear, Becca was going to inject him with a saline bag, so she went off the tracks and was waiting in the bushes, when another player snuck up behind Momo and killed him. (It was fairly chaotic at the time, and I do not recall if it was a melee weapon or a gun, but noone was seemingly keeping Momo covered.) Now it was pandemonium, Becca Jorden and Suicide all ran amok trying to find this fellow, then he multiplied into more, Jorden and Suicide were running about the hills to find these attackers, when Jorden got rushed, had his legs broken and then was executed by a shotgun. Suicide fell shortly after, then Becca was all that was left, but she had no amo for her SKS, then she switched to a mosin from a bad guy's body, but had no ammo for that either. We all gathered around her laptop as she valiantly tried to kill the two bad guys, Jack Torrence style, with a fireaxe. She got two good hits on one guy, and he was bleeding profusely, the other was packing a magnum, and he was desperately trying to shoot her. She wouldn't give him enough time to aim, so his shot often missed, or wouldn't hit a vital area. Finally she succumbed to her wounds and passed out and then passed away. Which led to Momo and I in Berezino by ourselves.

I was the sheriff and Momo was the commissioner or the newly formed Berezino police dept, which is based out of the offices rather than the police station, due to it's strategic advantages. So back to the story at hand. Momo and I were getting rather drained as nothing was going on in the most saucy servers around our office complex. Well, over a hour period I killed a random guy in our office, and then quick drawed some weirdo by the train tracks that couldn't seem to formulate words.

So, I asked Momo how crazy he was feeling. He replied with, 99% so I said perfect. I told him my dare to run through the streets of Berezino and touch the front door of the police station, and run back. He was all for it. So off we set running down the deadly streets of Berezino, our home city, a place we lived and died for many months in the beginning. 

There's a legendary player I gave the moniker to, that always seems to eat, and due to the tightness of the streets and having many buildings lining either side, if a player was to eat, or drink, most anyone could hear them instantly. Once we were near the corner street bar, as pictured above on the left, Momo stopped and told me he heard the "Berezino Eater" I held up too, and in a show of confidence, I said "He's going to be in this bar right here dammit!" I ran in, not really expecting to find anyone, and Momo came in behind me, and he screamed through his mic "Stop fucking EATING!!"  at the top of the stairs I went left, and he went right, and flatly said. "Dude I found the eater." So I enter the room, and my god I could not believe my eyes. There stood a basic survivor, with mosin and gorka helmet, eating. Momo placed the muzzle of his shotgun to the eater's back, asked loudly if he was there, no response, he moved about a inch and Momo pumped a good two shells into his bad and crumpled over on the floor, and his magnum hit the ground and discharged twice.

I was absolutely amazed Momo could hear this guy straight off the street and it truly was the Berezino Eater. He had some good gear, Momo allowed me to have to mosin from his excellent kill, and I scooped up that, along with SKS rounds for someone and his gorka helmet for Jorden.

Once we'd finished up there, we hit the streets sprinting with a whole new meaning, and the deadliest of streets was rapidly approaching, the street intersection by the bar, the twin towers and the last stretch of concrete to the police station. Becca was up now, barely awake watching our antics. Like nothing had ever changed, as soon as we ran into the intersection, a shot rang out and hit the concrete nearby, the trajectory had to have been from the twin towers, and we kept running but ducked behind a small house then ran for the police station door, I touched it

and Momo closed it, and we ran our asses back towards our new police dept.

We made it back safe and sound, and I was reveling in the joy that Momo actually killed the Berezino Eater, and that we managed to survive not getting killed running to the old police station.

Just another Day Z story...

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The Chimney Sweep..February 5, 2015

In Day Z, there many unique individuals that one can encounter. Some and most that want to kill you and everyone they see, or others that end up doing some roleplaying, and you can almost never guess what they are going to say when they run up to you. Becca, Suicide myself and Jorden all spawned into a large server at the factory in Solnichniy to have our regular adventures, and as we were milling about for a short bit, Suicide spotted someone near the pond, so I walked over to find out. As I approached the three story building, I saw what looked like a bambi run inside. I followed them inside, not sure if they were armed or not. Sure enough, I get to the second floor, and he appears in fron of me from a side room.

He was a bambi alright. He said hello to me right away, and replied with "Hello, are you Harry Potter and is that your Nimbus 2000?" He told me that he was a chimney sweeper and that he would sweep any chimney free of charge for the first time, but the second one would cost a penny,maybe two depending on the size of chimney. I liked the strange newcomer, as he seemed very friendly. I also had nothing to fear from his broom, as I wore a motorcycle helmet. Unless he was packing a .357 in his ragged police uniform jacket, I was pretty safe.

I led him outside to the chimneys, he asked me on the way if I was going to kill him. "No! why would I do a thing like that?" For a moment I felt like saying, "No, but I can't guarantee my friends will be as friendly" but honestly everyone seemed to like his strange ways, and friendly outward manner. I showed him the chimneys and we both gazed up at them. He declared that they were huge, and it might take him a bit to complete the first one.

He started to walk to the ladder, and I asked him "Why would you want pennies in the apocalypse? I mean there's no reason for them, how about some food? That's always necessary." He said "Sure, I'd like some canned tuna please." As he started to haul himself up the chimney, Becca piped up, "Here, I've got some cans of tuna here for you."

I offered some sardines and he was pleased with that as well. Once he'd gotten to the top of the ladder, he immediately set to work. He beat the wall of the chimney over and over in a make believe way, and then came down shortly after. Becca showed him where his food was, but he asked me if he could change the payment from food, to a bullet in the head. He crouched, and asked for just one in the head please. I warned him that I was using a .22, and that I'd have to double tap him. He said no problem, thanks very much.

Right after I delivered two quick bullets to his skull, and he fell over dead. Jorden trotted over and applauded him.

Just another Day Z story....

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The Three Commandos...February 1, 2015

Momo and I spawned up in a regular, ol' large server. I began to survey the the distant fields with the new long range scope I received from Momo, and thought I spotted something....Or did I? I kept watching the same area behind the gas station.

A minute later, they appeared. Three equipped commandos making their way across the field. I asked Momo, should we engage? Or should we lay low and let them pass?

Momo said he wasn't going to dare to talk to them, as they'd probably kill him on the spot. I waited for them to get closer. It felt like they knew where I was, but at the same time, didn't show it too heavily.

They started to dick around the bunker area,making each other put their hands up. I asked Momo for permission to take the shot if I had it.

He gave me the go, and I watched the ghillie hooded commando strut about, until he stood still for a split second. I squeezed the trigger on my old mosin, and at two hundred yards even, blew his scalp clear off his head and his ghost was probably knocking on the pearly gates, before his body even hit the ground.

Momo and I laughed our heads off as we watched the other commandos hightail it in zig zags back towards Solnichniy. We both strutted over to my prize, and were awarding pretty decently. He has a FNX45 with multiple clips and ammo, and double stacked M4 clip, three AK101 clips and four mosin nagant stripper clips. I was a pretty good haul.

I wonder what he was thinking about just before the old corrosive bullet found it's way into his cranium. Were they really bad guys? Or maybe some way laid adventurers. Either way, Momo and I did not feel like taking chances while we were outnumbered.

Just another Day Z story...