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Ghost Kage

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Now that I have an M16a2 with 5 mags and a GPS system, I can't play anymore, because I know I'll only get killed randomly or without a proper fighting chance; I can't stand to get that angry again :lol:

A good way to play this game is to adopt the Dark Souls doctrine that I thought up.

Watch yourself, you're GOING to die, and you're going to die a lot and lose a lot of stuff. Accept it and move on.

I've probably died like 8 times now. A couple times I had really sought after weapons [A shotgun with a flashlight attached so no flares, a Winnie, MP5, etc] and I was like "dang!"

Last memorable time was this recording I made with me and this one guy, he ended up betraying me in the end.

Edited by Sydni

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I got a M1014 with several dozen slug magazines, a G17 with 3 magazines, and lots of food

I swear to god I'm going to fly to the Czech Republic and murder Rocket if I die from a glitch again

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watch out for the ladders

the ladders killed me more than the people or the zombies

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Grr vanilla ArmA2 sounds are annoying why can't we use sound mods like RWS or JSRS :mellow:

Edited by vip08

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ArmA 2 already runs bad enough. Pretty sure custom sounds will drag performance down even more.

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woot no laptop cooler so no arma 2!~

hopefully my friend will buy me a pc in june though!

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awesome

another ladder killed me

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awesome

another ladder killed me

You're playing this a lot for someone who can't run it.

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You're playing this a lot for someone who can't run it.

I can run it barely.

I get like 20-15 fps on the lowest settings.

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Have you tried running it in windowed mode by adding -window in the launch options in steam?

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Never mantle a ladder with your pistol out. If you don't have a primary weapon, don't get on a ladder.

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Never mantle a ladder with your pistol out. If you don't have a primary weapon, don't get on a ladder.

Good thing i tried mantling a very short ladder when i found that out. :P

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Good thing i tried mantling a very short ladder when i found that out. :P

samesies, climbing up a hunter's blind was a better learning experience than climbing up the side of a hotel.

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It was pitch black. Makarov in hand, I embarked on my journey along a shore and eventually made my way onto a road. I entered some sort of wharf. Quickly realizing that I was getting nowhere fast in the pitch black of an Arma night, I began to sprint like Tom Cruise. A short time later I witnessed the silhouette of a humanoid figure running at inhuman speeds. I got low and began slowly making my way around a wall where I found myself on a cement landing. Fear struck deep as figures were jitterbugging all around me. Shadows on the walls of the buildings. Hoppers, walkers, all kinds. I fired a shot in panic at a walker and immediately cursed myself. Adrenaline on high I threw down a flare. The hellish red light engulfed the area at the same exact time as a second flare about 20 feet to my right hit the ground. I blinked in disbelief as I saw a man crouched down. We were in the same situation, surrounded by zombies that were luckily oblivious to our presence. I quietly moved to the stranger and exchange confused banter until I realized: IT WAS RILEY!

Hope flickered to life and we set our Makarov's to purpose quickly dispatching all threats in the area. Riley picked up a flare and we set out to scavenge for supplies. We had many close calls in those early hours of the night. More Makarov rounds were spent, zombies died, and Riley found exactly what we needed: a map. We looped around back to the shoreline where we headed up the coast for nearly five kilometers. Along the way it was a battle of attrition. Zombies would chase us for a distance and my inability to communicate due to direct comms being unresponsive made it all the more difficult. During our trek up the coast we encountered a small dock infested with zombies, we made a run for it and I was accidentally pushed into the water when trying to scramble past Riley. Soaking wet I climbed out of the water as Riley eliminated the two zombies trying to swim after my flesh. Our goal was to reach a rendezvous point where Riley's female companion would be waiting with supplies. Riley had previously perished due to a grenade accident while fighting off a horde of zombies. His companion survived the ordeal and secured his weapons and equipment.

We we getting closer. Trouble found us near a tiny lighthouse where we were ambushed by a couple speedy bastards. I was able to kill them but the act rendered my ammunition count dangerously low. Things went bad to worse as we came upon another dock and a small housing. My Makarov was completely dry, so Riley was forced to gun them down as I baited and ran circles around the zombies. Once the last zombie was downed Riley gave me his spare gun: a 1911. It only had seven rounds, but it was better than nothing. Nearing our destination, Riley began throwing flares several meters ahead on our approach. Finally we reached his female companion, got his equipment sorted and doubled back along the shore. We crossed over the main road and headed into the hills eventually came upon a radio tower which provided a small, but tense respite as walkers circled the tower like retarded vultures. We used the locale as a chance for me to reconnect to a Skype call in which I could receive information much quicker.

We traveled a long distance after the tower. Picking off a few zombies here and there to make our way through a small village in which we hoped to find a well. Unfortunately it wasn't useable. Our journey brought us to a small dirt road that would take us to the main road we needed to be on to reach a town. At one instance we were surrounded by thick woods on both sides with a derelict car in the middle of the road. The abandoned car was somehow unsettling. Our surroundings screamed ambush. Advancing forward we came upon a small farmstead with a barn. A zombie was hopping in the fields to our left and two zombies were on our right near the barn. I was ordered to throw a flare to the left, so I did. With the zombie on the left preoccupied we made our way toward the barn where a walker spotted us. It was slowly shambling toward us when the women told me to throw a flare. Due to the clunky nature of the interface, I didn't realize I still had my flares equipped. So I ended up accidentally firing my .45 at the zombie. Luckily it was already aware of us and the shot did not alert any others. I managed to get the flare off and Riley shot the walker with his rifle. Naturally this alerted the zombies around the barn. The first one came barreling past the dead zombie and came right for me. I was ready however and allowed it to reach me so I could get a better shot at its head. I was faintly aware of the person behind me and then there was a loud bang. The next thing I knew I was writhing on the ground bleeding profusely.

"The zombie is down, so is your friend." The women said as Riley was attempting to stop the bleeding.

I was greatly confused by what had just transpired. How could the zombie down me in one single blow? I was completely fine! I thought to myself. As I got back up, shaking uncontrollably I injected myself with morphine and confronted the group.

"I GOT SHOT!" I exclaimed.

"I didn't shoot you." Riley said in a sincere tone of voice.

I believed him. But there was no time to debate the matter. A fresh horde from further down the road were upon us just as we entered the safety of the barn. I was caught just outside the doors however and was forced to spend the last remaining rounds of .45 ammo to kill two zombies. More were on the way and people were screaming for me to climb the steps in the barn. So I ran up them as fast as I could. When the last of them were dead I probed about the shooting incident once more.

"I can't believe you shot me."

"I didn't shoot you, though." Riley again.

"I may have shot him." The women said. "You kind of got in the way."

I considered it a confession and decided that it was better to let it go for now. I was alive and that was all that mattered. My distrust in the women was and will forever be burning in the back of my mind, though. From then on I kept my distance and ensured that I wasn't going to be the one shot in the back. We traveled along the road away from the nightmarish farmstead. The night was growing old in both worlds, so we decided to make camp near the main road next to a clearing. Sleep didn't come easy that night. To be continued?

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This sounds like such a not fun game lol

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This sounds like such a not fun game lol

You're not a fun game

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Not according to your mom

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This sounds like such a not fun game lol

then don't play it

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then don't play it

I'm not, anything using ArmA 2 is a no-go in my book. I refuse to reinstall that clunky piece of poop.

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I'm not, anything using ArmA 2 is a no-go in my book. I refuse to reinstall that clunky piece of poop.

It's like EVE, every time I think I want to play it, I remember all of the reasons I quit in the first place. In ArmA's case, being buggy as fuck with poor optimization and sluggish animation and controls.

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