Snakebabies
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Well, my first experience with DayZ was an interesting one.
So I spawn in, set up my key bindings and start searching for the necessities. The second building I walk into, two survivors come in and greet me with, "It's a black guy, let's kill him!" They start beating the shit out of me...I manage to gain some distance, and turn a corner......right into a zombie, I change directions to meet my two assailants who insist on beating me to death.....I get knocked out. When I come to, the zombie is dead and the two guys are still there and knock me out again as soon as I stand up. They taunt me with some racial slurs while I am knocked out. When I come to, they took my shoes, pants, and shirt........they apologize and say they were just fucking with me...I take a deep breath to calm the frustrations and continue on. A block away I try to continue my search for supplies on another street. That was short lived...My two new friends came inside and beat me to death...
good times
So I spawn in, set up my key bindings and start searching for the necessities. The second building I walk into, two survivors come in and greet me with, "It's a black guy, let's kill him!" They start beating the shit out of me...I manage to gain some distance, and turn a corner......right into a zombie, I change directions to meet my two assailants who insist on beating me to death.....I get knocked out. When I come to, the zombie is dead and the two guys are still there and knock me out again as soon as I stand up. They taunt me with some racial slurs while I am knocked out. When I come to, they took my shoes, pants, and shirt........they apologize and say they were just fucking with me...I take a deep breath to calm the frustrations and continue on. A block away I try to continue my search for supplies on another street. That was short lived...My two new friends came inside and beat me to death...
good times