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Mehmet Ayibogan
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Morale
  3. Date of birth
    1992-07-09 (27 years old)
  4. Place of birth
  5. Nationality
  6. Ethnicity
  7. Languages
    English & Turkish
  8. Relationship
  9. Family
    Dead / missing
  10. Religion


  1. Height
    186 cm
  2. Weight
    89 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Short black hair
  5. Eyes
    Brown eyes
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Evil
  7. Features
    Athletic, muscular former military soldier.
  8. Equipment
    Military gear
  9. Affiliation
    Ex-TSK / Anarchy / The Time / Ex-Wolfpack
  10. Role
    Maroon Beret


At the age of 12 i lost my dad in a tractor crash near the main village road. We we're basic farmers trying to make something good of our lives. But since our father passed away my family suffered from a lot of things like bandits which roamed a lot around our village. Our farm got taken away from us by the village elders because we couldn't run it anymore. As the oldest son in the family alongside with 3 of my sisters and my little brother i had to start working and dropped out of school. Just for the sake of my family. My uncle owned a small shop right outside the town which was 9km away from our village. I walked 18km a day and worked 11h a day to feed my family. At the age of 18 my uncle passed away, he had no children so i inherited the shop. After a while we moved from the village to the town. A year later i left the shop for my sisters and my little brother to join the military.

When i was 22 in the year of 2017 our wing got deployed close to the Syrian border. Because the Syrian civil war started to infect the nearby Turkish village's. On July 8th of that year news came to us that a a small country near the Russian border called Chernarus has been infected by zombies, me and my friends were joking about it and called them crazy. Not knowing that 2 weeks later the infected people were getting spotted in Turkey itself. Due to our mission we were not able to leave until February of 2018. I havent spoken to my family for over 6 months, so the first thing i decided to do was look for plane tickets to Malatya, not knowing the town got ran over by infected people 1 month earlier...

I was stuck for a couple days near the city of Antakya, no one picked up my phone calls, i was worried and terrified. Eventually i managed to convince a taxi driver to borrow me some money so i could go to my hometown. The man was gathering his valuables and his family and flee the city of Antakya and go to Syria, who would have thought that, the Turkish citizens fleeing into Syria.

Once i got close to the town i couldn't see any sign of any living man, i dropped the car i found earlier right outside the town and continued walking. On the corner of our street while scouting i noticed our broken door, in panic i ran into my home just to see my own sisters eating my youngest brother. At a sight like that, I fell on my knees crying my eyes out in the doorway. After a few seconds they had noticed me and started running towards me. I didn't know what to do so i slammed the bedroom door in their faces in panic. I tried to run away and nearly got grabbed by another few infected outside my house, when out of nowhere my neighbors came and saved me. He told me everything what happend in the weeks before. On how my family got infected and all died. All i had with me was a couple hundred bucks and my M9 pistol, i ran out of food, i had no home or family and all i wanted was to kill my self. I lived for a couple weeks with my neighbors, and all i had was time to think and grief.

In July of 2018 i decided to travel to the place it all started, Chernarus. I managed to gather 3 of my army friends and we grabbed a couple rifle's. It took us 3 weeks to travel from Malatya to Chernarus, we found a small boat close to Trabzon and managed to sail across the Green sea. Our goal was to find out how it all started and to help find a cure, we were willing to kill people if needed. Just to find out our plans were deception, 2 of my closest friends died at the first week we got to the country, and my third friend died not a couple days after due to bandits. I had once again nothing but a rifle left. I don't know how but it seems like ill have to survive all by my self.

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