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Otto Petterson
Character information
  1. Mental
    Stable
  2. Morale
    Good
  3. Date of birth
    1979-02-25 (40 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Finland
  5. Nationality
    Finish
  6. Ethnicity
    Caucasian
  7. Languages
    English
  8. Relationship
    Widowed
  9. Family
    Wife - Helda (deceased 2009)
  10. Religion
    Protestant

Description

  1. Height
    177 cm
  2. Weight
    81 kg
  3. Build
    Muscular
  4. Hair
    Blonde
  5. Eyes
    Blue
  6. Features
    Birthmark on left hip, scar on right for-arm
  7. Occupation
    Oil Rig Consultant/Mechanic

Background

Otto Petterson - Off Shore Oil Drilling Contractor

It was here on the shores of a secluded beach that Otto found himself. Barely alive, but somehow still able to pull himself out of the water and weeds that entangled his beaten body. His mind still hazy after what seemed like weeks drifting out at sea in that escape boat. He wondered if others had managed to escape or if he was the only one. One of the fortunate that somehow fate had looked upon. His mind drifting in and out of consciousness, back to that terrible evening when he had been standing watch on the platform some 130 feet above the roaring sea below.Without warning a thunderous explosion rocked the Oli Derrick. Fire and chaos consumed and ripped it apart, and among screams of terror and confusion he and only 3 others were able to escape onto the boat. The two others, a cook who had been up late baking pastries and cookies for the next day, and the other, a young woman who had just recently joined the crew as a supply technician. In the night as they drifted slowly away from the burning wreckage, they all thought they could see or what appeared to be their co-workers killing each other. It was the young woman who went first. One morning we heard a splash, and the last thing I remember was her face slowly being pulled to the depths below. She had tied the boats anchor around her feet and threw it overboard. She had given up her will to carry on. A few more days and nights passed and I was awakened to find the cook stumbling around in a delirious state of mind. He was bleeding from his eyes and mouth and could no longer communicate in spoken words, but only through grumbles and grunts.Food had run out and their was perhaps only enough fresh water left for 1 more day. He was getting worse as the hours past, I had gathered a small length of twine used to secure the floats to the boat, and when I had the opportunity I acted and with my last ounce of strength.

I killed him....
And then, by some miracle found myself barely alive in this forsaken land.

Graduated top 1/3 of class in High School, 2 years undergraduate and apprentice heavy duty mechanics, Red seal Journeyman (Heavy Duty Mechanics), 11 years off shore oil rig consultant....(Maintain and service oil platform mechanics and hydraulic rig components. specialized training includes (First Aid, WHYMIS, Arc & Tig Welder,) Hobbies - Guitar, Collecting Old Coins / Stamps (Married in 1999 but wife (Helda) died in 2009 from breast Cancer....lives alone and has one sheepdog named Thor

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