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John Andersson
Character information
  1. Alias
    Swedish boy
  2. Mental
    Logical, Mathematical, Spatial, Visual, Existentialism
  3. Date of birth
    2002-10-22 (16 years old)
  4. Place of birth
  5. Nationality
  6. Ethnicity
  7. Languages
    Swedish, English
  8. Relationship
  9. Family
    Unknown if they are still alive
  10. Religion


  1. Height
    181 cm
  2. Weight
    67 kg
  3. Build
    Vigorous * Well built with muscles *
  4. Hair
    * Blond short hair *
  5. Eyes
    * Deep light blue *
  6. Alignment
    True Neutral
  7. Features
    *A big scar on his right cheek*
    *A scar on his left cheek, in the shape of a bullet*
    *Three gunshots wounds in each leg* (with exit wounds)
  8. Equipment
    *Complete Bush Wookie*

    *Bandana* (Flecktran)
    *Hunting Jacket* (Summer)
    *Tactical gloves* (green)
    *Plate carrier* (green)
    *Hunter pants* (Summer)
    *Assault Boots*


    *GPS* (without tracker)
    *Food & Water*
    *Medieval sword*
    *Medical supplies*
  9. Occupation
    Military school


His name is John Andersson he is 16 years old, he is comming from the Swedish military school, he was training to become a sniper and navigator. He was on holiday in Chernarus when everything happened. * I was in Cherno at the hotel when the power disappeared and a plane came falling from the sky and crashed into it, lucky I was in the other part of the hotel. I heard some warning alarms go off and that was when I understood that something was wrong. I heard people running around and screaming on the streets, when the door beside me flew up and I was jumped by 4 "people". I managed to get hold of something sharp and stab them to death. I knew they had a shotgun in the reception so I went there and took it. I started to get out of the city while killing all the "people" that attacked me. I was able to make my way into the forest.

*One week later*
I had found a house out in the woods that I had camped in. Until a group of 5 people came and forced me from there. But I didn't give up so easily on 5 people with pistols.

*A little while later*
There were 5 dead men on the ground outside. One of them had a map I took. I could see a large military base so I decided to go there, I was lucky I found a car.

* At the military base *
I found military clothing, protective clothing and an M4

* 40 dead people later *
I had found friends! I became friendly and tried to stop killing people. Sometimes I ran into some trouble, and had to defend myself.

"For some reason when I was traveling by myself I just felt for killing. I loved to just sit there for hours and see the blood drop from the bullet in the head and splash on the floor. It was so calm."
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