Prior military, pissed about a his dead dog, and in My name is Clark Wayne. I'm a US Vet who was dishonorably discharged from the Marine Corps for classified reasons. I suffer from PTSD as a result of the Battle of Fallujuh. I decided to ditch the states, in attempt to escape my past. I chose Chernarus because it was the cheapest flight. Having no money I had to live n the streets of Electro. One day a stray dog wondered over to my cardboard box. I adopted him and named him Chewy, because he would always try to chew on my shoes. Chewy stuck with me for a while until one day a bunch of Chernarus Soldiers came and kicked the sh!t out of me. Then shot my dog. Which led me into a murderous rampage, after I killed the bastards I took one of their guns. I then found myself in a stand off with the police. As I attempted to surrender, the police thought I was drawing my weapon; and fired on me. I took a shot to the upper section of the head, which put me in a coma. When I awoke, the world was a wasteland. I stumbled my way out of the hospital and met up with a group of survivors, who attempted to eat me alive. Luckily a hoard of those walkers came by and gave them a taste of their own medicine. I Scavenge the few supplies they had and escaped. It's been 6 moths since I woke up, and I've wandered with a couple of groups,. I always seem to get exiled for being too much of a "wild card." I'm trying to find some allies out hear, but death seems like a better option at this rate.a medical recovery.