I’ve been going through countless threads looking for decent stories or experiences (well written and laid out ones), people have had in Rust. They’re potentially highly entertaining and everyone can benefit from the screw-ups therein. Post your most memorable experiences & and tales of epic rivalry - no half-assed trash, take the time to write it out well.
My first is from last night… I have been playing within a small group of 3-4 for quite some time now; we joined a new fresh server as the one we were on was dying. Within an hour we have killed and shot enough people to have small arms, shotguns and some light armour. Heading to the back of factory rad from the road, we see a small base being setup and hear nearby shots. After the inhabitants come out to fight us, get shot dead including one on a roof; we barricade to the roof where two of us sit waiting for them to open the door. One of the fleshies inside is taunting us with a very peculiar voice and I take note of his in game name.
After leaving, we spend the next hour killing and pillaging, occasionally one of us will die, but we end up with M4’s, Bolt-action and Kevlar. I then notice an invisible admin following around our group leader Dex - a player who has over 1000 hours in Rust, who happens to have extremely good aim, great tactical knowledge, experience and strategy.
2 hours in, we are comfortable in the new server - we hear a drop, with 3 packages; we gear up at our 1x1 which is in a cliff east of Rad-field (near tankers), and head over for a fight which will change the nature of the server since the wipe. I have 3-pieces of kevlar and leather, with a shotgun, p250 barricades and medkits. As we near the drop, the sun is dying quickly and the coast seems clear. One of us loots the first package, Dex and I head to the second - a leather approaches and gets headshot from dex’s silenced bolt before he knows what happened. I get to the second package and empty out an ammo box; we spin around to see a crowd of leathers and kevs sprinting towards us from further up the road. After a furious fire-fight lasting more than a few minutes (with the admin ever present following us around), we come out on top as we dipped straight up into the cliffs and fired down on their heads. The crowd of 8-9 players were all part of a clan who have been accusing us of hax since we joined the server. Two of them escape, but we follow them back to a gigantic village with one fortress in the middle surrounded by wooden spikes.
We break off the pursuit and head around and up into the cliffs, it is near pitch black now, but visibility is still available as these idiots have campfires all around the show, on top of roofs, on the ground and inside. We counted altogether atleast 15-20 players, many on the roof in a frantic trying to muster some forces. After waiting calmly, Dex fires and kills the first full kev on a roof, I fire down and blow the heads off two cloths and a leather, and short sprints down with his shotgun. We hear them screaming orders at eachother, but realise they still have no idea where we are firing from - they are dropping like flies at this point. They finally get their shit together and congregate at the foot of the cliff. We move around and down towards them… Dex lines up a shot and me and short move in close enough for a one-hit with shotgun; synchronizing our fire through team-speak, 3 more drop dead, I get hit in the head, throw down a barricade and heal while Short and Dex annihilate the rest.
We loot everything we can, and head back to our 1x1 which is literally 1 minute run away across the road in the cliff (opposite rad field). What ensues next is simply utter hilarity.
The chat is filled with Smems (the name of their clan tag), bitching at the admin that we’re shooting through walls, through rocks, that we’re invisible, no recoil ect ect. The admin (who is clearly smart and mature), requests proof for their claims; we stay silent. The Smems, bereft of proof (or aim) begin abusing the admin (who had been following us around invisible watching us)… badly; they all get banned. Dex gets banned, but the admin adds him and joins our TS to explain that he was banned only to diffuse the situation, as we had upset ALOT of players, but he knows there are no hacks.
We ended up going back to the Smems base, and raiding it for everything we’d ever need until the next wipe… until we built a makeshift base to store all of our stuff, which was raided while we left the server / went afk temporarily to eat dinner. Raided by the chumps who lived behind Factory.
…back to the stone age
Pinnacle: Admins aren’t always abusive, power-mongering control freaks. Some are more often than not, playing the way an admin should be, quietly watching the wolves and dispensing cold hard justice where it is due.