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Steven Marxx
Character information
  1. Alias
    Steve or Tex
  2. Mental
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1988-06-16 (31 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Dallas, Texas
  6. Nationality
    American / Russian
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    John Marxx (Father), Alexis Marxx (Mother), Samara Marxx (Step-Mother)
  11. Religion
    Non Denominational


  1. Height
    180 cm
  2. Weight
    95 kg
  3. Build
    Average build.
  4. Hair
    Shoulder Length
  5. Eyes
    Crystal Blue
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good
  7. Features
    Small scar on his left eye - Scar on his right arm
  8. Equipment
    SK 59/66, Olive Plate Carrier w/attachable pouches, Hunter Jacket, Tactical Belt w/ Holster and Canteen, Combat Pants, Hunter Backpack with a BK-133 Shotgun inside.
  9. Occupation
  10. Affiliation
    None at this time.



Steve Marxx was born in the United States in 1988, and moved to Ukraine at the age of 16. Between school, and homework, Steve didn't really have many friends away from school. His parents were a firm believer that he should get his schooling done and learn a hard days work of chores and taking care of his family. Several years went by, when Steve was called to the television by his father. Standing there with his eyes in shock as image after image of planes, tanks, and helicopters leaving Chernarus filled the screen. 21 years old now, he had a sigh of relief to know that the war was finally over. Several years later, he noticed the economy was beginning to rise. Wanting a better life for him, and his family- Steve went to get a job in Chenarus. But, needing money, he needed to find a job that would pay enough to get him and his family over there.

After several years of trying, he could not get enough money for the big move. During that time, his step-mother passed of a infection in her brain, and his dad committed suicide leaving Steve to tend the house and land alone. Steve was unsure of what he could do now that his family was gone. Hearing about an outbreak on the Radio, Steve couldn't believe his ears and had to investigate. "How could the dead walk?" Making his way into Chernarus, the smell of smoke, death, and fires haunt his senses as he stands in the middle of an open field. His focus now, find any other survivors, and find out more of what is going on in Chernarus and the rest of the world.




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---Journal (The Life of Steven Marxx)---

5/17/2019 -


A few months have went by since I made it to Chenarus. Coming across quite a few fellow survivors, I found myself in Stary Sobor making runs for a fellow by the name of Chip. It wasn't much, but it was enough to keep me moving. I remember a few of the guys I ran with Noah, Camel, and a Russian chap who brought up a lot of Noah's Past. I honestly thought Noah was going to shoot this guy. Luckily enough, the guy fell asleep so we picked him up and placed him in a storage container. Apparently he has some sort of narcoleptic issues. Who am I to judge? I really am not one to keep a Journal, though I figured it was enough to keep me sane.. -Steven L Marxx

5/18/2019 -


I feel sick. Almost as if I am running a high grade fever. I have chills, and my body aches. It makes me miss home much more. I remember when I was really young before my Mom passed. She would make me a bowl of soup and hot chocolate. Of course, the soup was watered down, but it was the fact that it was hot and made me feel much better. I would love to go back to days like this. Though.. There is no hope that things are going to get better, I better get up and try to find some antibiotics or something.. I refuse to let this be the end of me. Wish me luck. -Steven L Marxx



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