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Ty Williams
Character information
  1. Alias
    Ty
  2. Date of birth
    1994-07-21 (24 years old)
  3. Place of birth
    Brooklyn New York
  4. Nationality
    American
  5. Ethnicity
    African American
  6. Languages
    English
  7. Family
    Deceased

Description

  1. Height
    198 cm
  2. Weight
    99 kg
  3. Build
    Heavy muscular build
  4. Hair
    Cornrows
  5. Eyes
    Brown
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Occupation
    Millitary

Background

Ty Williams only knew of war since the day he was born. He was a military kid who had to attend his fathers funeral because of what the letter described as "a freak accident." Mom couldn't handle it, so she turned to the pills for help, only took those a year before they took her life as well. After every funeral, he always told himself, "that will never be me." 

Years later, Ty is working on a Fleet carrier off the coast of Chernarus when all the sudden his team is tasked with an investigation that would take them inland. This was especially strange since US troops were restricted from the area due to Russian control.  Ty was one of an eight-man crew that flew into a remote village which had sent out distress calls. It didn't make sense that American troops were responding to this, but he didn't ask questions, he understood that the minute you start asking questions, you find yourself closer to death. Move, Adapt, and survive. 

The eight-man crew plus the pilot land the helicopter at the given coordinates right outside a small town located in the foothills. The issue became very clear, very fast. The noise of the helicopter attracted what used to be the entire town. The crew attempted to fly off, but it was too late. The undead had started crawling on the helicopter attempting to find any way in when one of them got caught in the rotor blades causing a blade to snap. 

It has been three days since the first encounter with the undead and only three crew members have survived. They had a functioning radio but could not get a strong enough signal to reach their fleet carrier. The three soldiers made their way to a radio station which they used to boost their signal. They were able to make contact with the boat, but at this point, it was too late. The only thing coming from the other end was screams with someones last words being "The infection has spread!". The three of them knew that back up wasn't coming. The crew knew that to survive; they must Move, Adapt, and Survive.


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