So, going back to last night's
DayZ adventures. It was an odd night, I played a game of PUBG and joined a squad and they invited me to Party chat. So it was 3 English lads from Bolton from what I could gather, over the course of 3 games I gathered that one of them was living in a council flat with his pregnant girlfriend and he also took a line of coke, I know this because he proudly announced it and then started sneezing and snorting.
Now, I was quietly playing the game during all of this, and I was actually carrying the team to a certain extent, they where too high and/or drunk to do much else constantly laughing at nothing. After a few games the coke dude asked what other games I play and I said DayZ and he was like YES FINALLY, and he was really dying to play it, I reluctantly agreed, only because I've been lone wolfing DayZ for months now and it's not really any fun.
Anyway, we got lucky enough cos he spawned only 20mins from my location but, since he literally couldn't read a compass (I explained it but he still got it wrong), we spent an hour finding each other, with him basically staying put in Gorka while I made my way to him. We were in Party Chat but we agreed that when we meet we'll change to game chat so if we see anyone we'll try talking to them as killing on sight is no fun, No sooner had we met then we seen a guy running with a glow stick attached as it was getting dark. We ran towards him and he ran to a barn that had another guy standing outside, the coke guy said, speak now or you're f**king dead and executed him within 10 seconds of us seeing him, in game chat I was shouting, "WTF are you doing?"
We then chased the glow torch dude down with coke lad saying "stop now or you'll get a bullet in your head" and he stopped, I promised him we not gonna kill him and I apologized over his friends death.
Following this all hell broke out because a load of Z's had followed us down the hill so we ended up all 3 of us fighting them off together.
Coke lad either died or logged off but either way he was gone, once the Z's had died down I again apologized, explained that I didn't actually know the other guy and he was cool enough about it. He explained that he was in a crew of 3 that just met that night, it was dark and raining so we went into the barn where he locked the doors and there was another player inside.
Anyway, this was all good fun and exciting until later when it went a bit...well...disappointing. Had some genuinely fun times the next day. One of them chopped up body of guy we killed and ate him, I warned they'd get sick and sure enough his character was laughing manically, a quick google told us there is no cure so that was annoying and kinda creepy. Me and glow stick guy went up to local police station and he shot at a zombie, and ran inside, I had about 12 Z's after me so got into a house, I ran to back door and they congregated there, anyway, I left out front and high tailed it down the road, the glow stick guy stood looking at me and I was shouting RUN, "what? Why?" "RUN, RUN NOW JUST RUN" I got down to a small shack and laughed as he ran past shouting "FUUUUUUUUU" with 10 or more Z's after him, he just about made it to safety, the guy Coke dude killed made it back and we made our way onwards, and that's when I realised they kinda a bit racist and plebish.