Ducky MoMo

Oh, and yeah, after I shot him I cooked and ate Sammie, and it gave me Kuru (It's real, look it up, crazy shit man) and I put a gun to my head and offed myself ingame.

Forward: This is a fictional story I made up about a person I shot in DayZ named Sammie. So there are tons of DayZ references and such, as well I didn't proofread so if you point out mistakes, you're just a dick. I am Sammie, I feel alive… I woke up on the coast, the loud sounds of the waves crashing ashore startled me into waking. My stomach growled, and I was hungry. All I had on me were the clothes on my back and a flashlight in my trousers. It was noon-ish, and the sun was high in the sky, so I had no need for my light now, so I licked the battery to test if it was good, and it tasted fully charged. Time to move, coast on my right I trekked north, coming across some town with a cyrillic name; Unpronounceable, unspeakable, and down right offensive to the eye. Searching, I found myself some beans. Score. From a red house, to a green, to a bar, and to a warehouse, I found the best things I could find and placed them on my back. I now had a crowbar, a couple of peaches and beans, some Pipsi, and a totally sweet backpack that looked like a suitcase. I think the backpack was made for children, but it was read, it was my size, and it was fuckin’ bitchin’. I continued north when I heard a terrifying screech. I turned to find a man charging at me, but, it was no man. It stumbled as it sprinted until it leapt at me with all of it’s momentum. Fuck, I felt blood dripping from me. I pulled my crowbar off of my back and smacked him over the head. He didn’t fall, so I kept doing it, again and again, and on the seventh blow he fell. I tore my shirt to make some rags, which I then wrapped around my bleeding arm. It had stopped, but more came in the distance. I ran, as fast as I could, doubling my usual forward speed until the monsters gave up. I kept north after that, and managed to sneak past a highly populated industrial area into a gas station, where I consumed all of my rations. My stomach was full. There was large town in the distance, maybe it could be called a city. It had a crane atop a hill looking over the city, so that was my first stop. Under the crane was a building clearly unfinished. I searched it, and fuck, there was a sledgehammer to replace my somehow worthless crowbar, and a mountain bag. It could carry so much, so I had to remove my bitch-pack, as much as it pained me. Such a good find though, as on my journey through the town I found so much food and drink that I needed the space. The sledgehammer dispatched Zs in two hits, it was heavy as fuck, but it worked. I named it Jimmy, it was my friend. Jimmy and I fought tooth and nail through that town until we arrived at a police station. There was a Magnum sitting right on the first table I saw, it was fully loaded. I’d never fired a gun before, but it seemed a necessary item to carry. Who knows what other monsters I’ll find out here. Then, the gun seemed a pitiful find. I had laid my eyes on something on the floor, it was the holy grail, a fucking can opener. I had to open cans with Jimmy before, and even my shitty crowbar, both ended up spilling some, and Jimmy worked surprisingly well to open cans, but nothing compared to the glorious can opener. 100% awesome. I walked outside, Jimmy in hand, happy of my accomplishments and my unspilled beans. Then, those words echoed through the streets, “Get the fuck down!”. So I went prone and put my hands on my head, the man who had yelled it walked in front of me. He wore a cowboy hat and a pink raincoat; a very odd fellow, a right cunt. Before he could loot my stuff and possibly feed me objects I would rather stay out of me, I hear a scream come from a building. “Friendly!” and a man with a fire axe ran out, and cut that robber’s head off. I got up, thanked him, and started walking away. I’d like to make friends, but I have Jimmy, and Jimmy has me. Again, I hear that word, “Friendly”. He was chasing me now, yelling it, repeating it. He wore a bandana over his face, so I couldn’t see his evil intent beneath the sheet. I drew my magnum to be safe, turned to face him, and waited. He walked up, said, “Yo, I’m friendly”, then raised his axe and swung at me. He missed. He fucking missed. I raised my gun and fired all 6 shots at him. His head almost exploded, his torso was ripped apart, and most of his items were ruined. I felt sick. I had just killed a man. But, it was him or me. As much as it pained me, I took his axe and left Jimmy there. Jimmy understood, it was a matter of survival, and that axe could help me survive more than he could. I’ll never forget his sacrifice. I made my way inland, feeling both sick and hungry, and that’s when it struck me, I was starving. I had been for a while, but the high of adrenaline prevented me from focusing on such an obvious, in my face danger. I looked into my bag and it had nothing to eat. What good was my glorious can opener without a can?! I struggled to keep going, after 2 minutes of discovering my growing hunger, I was dying of starvation. I checked a bush for berries, and had discovered just enough to stave off death for a bit longer. The next town had food, so I ate and after stuffing myself, became completely energized. There was an airfield in the distance. I almost missed it, but while killing a Z I noticed that the town I was in overlooked it, and so I made the walk there. I pillaged it for some boots, a nice military jacket, pants, and carrying vest. No guns though. It felt like there should have been more to loot, like it used to be more military focused but was changed into some civilian-focused shit for no goddamn reason. Still got shit though, so I guess that was good. My axe needed a name. It had served me well, and it was the only thing keeping me sane, so I named it Rebecca. I think a female voice was needed to provide a different input than my male mind could provide. And god, Rebecca was sexy. She curved so nice, and felt so good to wrap your hands around. Heavy but not too heavy, and she was my girl. I’ll admit, we did things, I was lonely and she was there… What was I going to do? I needed release. I’d just killed a man. We journeyed, walking more than the three Lord of the Rings movies put together, and eventually, after many towns, came across a helicopter crash. There were bodies, and guns,and ammo scattered across the scorched earth. The smell of decayed and burned flesh was pungent. I didn’t want to be there, so I grabbed an AK74U with ammo, stuffed it in my bag, and ran. Not 150 meters out was another airfield, this one was badass. It was military. I searched hangers, tents, the air traffic control, and all of it was already pillaged. The only place I found anything worthwhile was a jail, in it was a makarov with a few mags. It may have lacked power, but at least it had ammo. That empty magnum wouldn’t do me well in a fight. The sun was setting, and my day was coming down. That word again, “Friendly”. Some small asian woman was standing behind me with almost no gear. It’s as if she had just run here. Instinctively I pulled out Rebecca. The asian woman approached. “What’s your name?” I asked. “PussyDestroyer420” She replied. It was an unusual name, but she was so hot, so i let it slide. She sounded like a man from Brooklyn, but that didn’t matter. She was so fucking hot. That’s when Rebecca did it. She saw the look in my eyes, the admiration, the attraction. She lept and smacked PussyDestroyer420 in her face, killing her instantly. I fell to a crouch, Rebecca was so jealous… It was my fault, it was preventable… I searched my bloody asian friend, and she had some food, some burlap, netting, and black spray paint. I took that paint into my hands, and examined it. Sighing, I knew Rebecca had to be punished, so as a reminder of her crime, I marked her. I spray painted her black. She wasn’t happy, but she dealt with it. I don’t even know which direction I went to, all I know is that it was night. After a few seconds of standing there I was able to make myself more adjusted to the darkness. All I know is that I stumbled across an army base not far from the airfield. Before entering I looked into my backpack for something that might serve me well. I managed to craft a ghillie wrap for my gun, which means some awesome camouflage for me. I felt bad ass as fuck. I searched the barracks around the area and wasn’t able to find much, as if it had also already been picked over. Just to be cautious, I drew my AK. Maybe it would finally see some action. There it stood, the jail, the last building in the base. Hopefully it would have something nice, something to help me survive this horrible world. I went to open the door when my hand slipped and it shut. Fuck. So I readjusted my grip and opened it. I saw a dark spot on the floor, followed by 8 flashes and deafening bangs. Then darkness. My last thought was, “What about Rebecca?” but I’ll never know… I am Sammie, and I am fucking dead.

Name: Ducky MoMo Rank: BAR Type of issue: Steam Brief Description of Issue: I'm running out of space on my 1TB drive, after 4 years it has become clogged and no matter how much I purge it is slowly filling up. I recently bought and installed a new 3tb drive but do not have a separate OS on it, so currently it is only a data folder. Is there a way to put the games onto the new drive to conserve space? I have tried already with installing a game directly to it, but it has told me steam failed to do it. If I cannot do it directly, would junction work? If so, how would I do that? Thank you for reading/helping with this, have a nice day. ***Medical Supply Staff ONLY Below this line*** Current Status: Resolved Researching Pending Reply Resolved Unresolved Main Technician: 1stLt. M. McDowell Supporting Technician:

Name: eadc1973 Steam I.D: STEAM_0:0:59256733 Reasons for the Ban: teamkilling Recommended duration of ban: I tried one week Demo Provided?: No. Warren was there and saw. I accidentally banned the wrong guy, named BigGreek, list changed as I hit the number key, plus was flustered, take full blame. BigGreek's steam ID is STEAM_0:1:10097183. Sorry if this is not proper form format for this situation.

WHY ISN'T THIS REALLY A FULL LENGTH FILM?!

IT FALLING OFF WASN'T A PROBLEM??? HALLELUJAH, IT'LL GROW BACK!!!!!

Granted, but your stash catches fire in your house and the atmosphere eventually becomes full of toxic plastic fumes due to always multiplying, destroying life on earth. I wish I had the Force from starwars, and had as much control as a Jedi Knight.

Name: Amadeus Steam I.D: STEAM_0:0:33453193 05:53 71 0 active Duration of Ban: I set it as a week, requesting also that it become a permanent ban Reasons for the Ban: Amadeus was spouting racist words in the chat, Visca and 0mar had warned him many times before I arrived. Demo Provided?: No, Visca witnessed the whole thing, more than me even. Comments: I banned him as soon as the N word popped up, but G. Visca says it went on for 15 minutes prior, that is why I request permanent now knowing the extent.

Off topic, and I'll check out that site Bunt, but when the fuck did this post get resurrected? I haven't seen it since I was a Pvt. Also, glad to see though that interest is still there. Good luck guys. Also Arevicci, I meant the unit, I was much younger then, bite me. A little thing as well, Dog Tags on maybe an engraving thing, to make cool designs as well would be neat. Any places for that? I have a place near my house that engraves shit.

Hope this is it, have another demo, both were made today but were 2 minutes apart, so try this one http://www.mediafire.com/?j845iir8pn66qy8

Name: zobas Steam I.D: STEAM_0:1:65712434 Duration of Ban: Permanent Reasons for the Ban: Aimbot Demo Provided?: Yes, Halvorsen has one and so do I, but I do not know how to attach mine, I tried, so I may have to email it. Comments: I tried to post in the archives, but didn't have permission.

Name: ErcoleTheGreat Steam I.D: STEAM_0:0:44114220 Duration of Ban: Permanent Reasons for the Ban: He teamkilled in spawn, was warned, then when he was accidentally heamkilled he said Teamkilling (N-Word). Demo Provided?: No, sorry. Comments: It was a quick Ban, i had warned him a few times for teamwounding and the intentional TK, then when he did that i just perma'd, hope that was okay. Also, i would post this in the archives like i should, but i do not have the authority to post there. Magoo said to post here.

Ducky MoMo BAR again: I'd like to change my pick to the Arma 3 Alpha

Ducky MoMo BAR: Sins Of A Solar Empire: Rebellion, or Towns