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Jacob James
Character information
  1. Alias
    Jake
  2. Date of birth
    1995-10-23 (23 years old)
  3. Place of birth
    England
  4. Nationality
    British
  5. Ethnicity
    White
  6. Languages
    English

Description

  1. Height
    183 cm
  2. Weight
    90 kg
  3. Build
    Swole
  4. Hair
    Brown
  5. Eyes
    Blue

Background

Stoke on Trent in modern times is shit hole where your best aspect in life is not becoming addicted to some synthetic drug or becoming a raging alcoholic... at most you'll work some dead 9-5 job then at the weekends go to the 'Mill' and get  absolutely smashed and get out of my head on beak (cocaine). Which is what I was doing until around 18 months ago until one Friday night where I was up to my teeth in vodka and beak and I my coked up self thought it would be a fucking Hilarious idea to book a Ryan air flight to some back water  ex Soviet Bloc shit hole called Chernarus, Maybe it's because I thought that I would get some spiritual awakening by the brutalist architecture or some shit. The next thing I remember was coming to as the plane went through some severe turbulence somewhere over Turkey, took all of what little strength left in my hung over body not to be sick all over the fucking plane. About an hour and a half later we had landed in Novigrad international 'Airport' (it may have looked somewhat decent at some point in history but, as with most ex-soviet countries it had not aged well) I remember slogging it through the airport somehow making it through security. I exited the airport with only the clothes on my back, wallet and passport. To be honest after living in Stoke for most of my life, this place didn't seem all that different; in fact the lack of synthetic drugs made this place seem a tad more bearable. I thought about it long and hard (about 2 seconds) and decided that I would give this place a shot, seeing as I didn't have the fore sight in my stoned state to book a flight home. A few months pass and life seems alright and going well i had a somewhat alright drug related job, not going to say much about it as it aint important. Then one day shit changed TBH i thought that a few dust heads had made their way to Chernarus however as it turns out those were the infected (TBH the infected are more preferable to Monkey Dust users). I didn't own much stuff so i gathered what i had and drove east in my car with my trusty shotty in tow until I broke down at some sort of checkpoint east of Lopatino. The checkpoint was over run with the infected so i booked it into the forest and found a small farm house which is where I was situated for a while until I met the Abyss boys, and here we are my shitty life to a point, thank you for listening I don't know what you've gained but wasting a few minutes of your life you will most likely never get back. Now I'm Just sitting here writing my memoirs, for some unknown reason, that maybe when this shit all clears, i can make a buck or two by selling this as a book deal, so that some angsty teen can fantasise about living in this shit hole called Chernarus 


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