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Todd Layne
Character information
  1. Alias
    Mav
  2. Mental
    Well, hes still the same old guy who'll tell you what he thinks about you to your face.
  3. Morale
    Only cares about himself, Survival of the fittest.
  4. Date of birth
    1996-02-24 (23 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Rhode Island, Providence
  6. Nationality
    American
  7. Ethnicity
    White
  8. Languages
    English, Czech, Bits of Russian
  9. Relationship
    N/A
  10. Family
    Mother [Dead] Father [Dead]
  11. Religion
    Atheist, lost his faith a while ago.

Description

  1. Height
    176 cm
  2. Weight
    72 kg
  3. Build
    Skinny, yet has muscle on him.
  4. Hair
    Messy brown hair.
  5. Eyes
    Blue eyes
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Features
    Tattoos on arms and chest. Loud mouthed. Says what he wants when he wants to.
  8. Equipment
    MP5-K with a supressor, and a few other materials and weapons.
  9. Occupation
    Construction Worker
  10. Affiliation
    N/A
  11. Role
    N/A

Background

Todd Layne, I was a construction worker in Electro when it all started, I was born in Rhode Island however i moved to Chernarus when I was just a child because my fathers job required him to move quite a bit.When it first started I stayed in Electro holed up in a convenience store. It was fucking miserable, when I realized we'd die if we stayed there, one night I just left, I stole my fathers 1911 he had from home, and I left both him and my mother there, I never saw them again, and thats when I realized I was starting to get cold. But fuck it, in a place like this there is no warm, like a wise man once said, its all survival of the fittest.

After I left the convenience store i was out on my own, it was cold, and it was a gamble every day if i was gonna be dead by noon. I decided to head to the Northwest Military Base, as that would be my best chance of survival. On the way I had to kill a man, it was my first time taking any life, it was a rush, like I was built for it, I strangled him with my own two hands when he tried to rob me, I'm still wearing his jacket to this day.

When I got to Northwest I realized how bad shit was, everything was deserted, bodies littered about, the dead walking around, still in their uniforms. I tried to scavenge but it was too dangerous, I decided just to leave, and thats where this story is left off.

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