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Radar Lopez
Character information
  1. Mental
    Stable
  2. Date of birth
    1996-03-03 (23 years old)
  3. Place of birth
    New York
  4. Nationality
    American
  5. Ethnicity
    Hispanic
  6. Languages
    English, Spanish
  7. Relationship
    N/A
  8. Family
    N/A
  9. Religion
    N/A

Description

  1. Height
    15 cm
  2. Weight
    75 kg
  3. Build
    Not fit, or fat. kinda in the middle with a little belly.
  4. Hair
    Mostly a bit short, but not too short. Hair is set down.
  5. Eyes
    brown eyes
  6. Features
    Radar can cook, have a great conversation if he knows you very very well. Tactical due to video games. Loyal 100% all the way. He will listen to you every step of the way. You can trust him.

Background

I am from Mexico, but born in New York. I lived a great child hood; had some amazing parents. Although things went off course when all over the news was showing multiple bombings, and alerts of infection. I lived far from my parents, i wanted to move on, and try to do things on my own. The events made it difficult to get in contact with them. I had no one, but a few friends near me. Even though I couldn't find them at all. People were going nuts, and even as days passed by we got information about certain people would be taken off to china in a secluded area within china to stay safe from the infection. At least that's what we heard. or what was said. It was tough for a few days, weeks, but eventually one last helicopter came in for the night. I was next in line to be taken, but man it was so damn tough leaving on my own without my family. My connection was horrible, and nothing was working properly. My dad uses his email a lot, i sent him an email to where i was going eventually. I hope he reads it.



There we go, flying in the sky, and as me and a few others look down we see nothing but horrific things. The soldiers seemed to be very cautious onto where they specifically fly. Must be enemy territory? I honestly don't know what's going on, none of them answer our questions. We're near turkey, and Russia. We're getting close to China, but suddenly the pilot started screaming randomly, and began smacking his face, and hitting buttons. Everyone panicked, and as well as I did too. He pulled out his gun and shot the guy next to him, and himself. The plane started to derail into a different type of territory. A place I never thought I'd be in. We crashed in the water. Eventually I float ashore to Chernarus. Weird place. Been here for who knows how long. Feels like a million years, but I know it's been many months. I'm hoping to find someone. Someone to help me guide myself to the right path. Someone to survive with, being alone is not right. It can't be. Fighting the dead can be a hrd thing to do. I can't lose myself. I won't. Until then, adios compadres.. (Spanish term meaning "Until next time friends")

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The picture is of course how he would kinda look, but not exactly. Eventually I'll draw a good one for him

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Saunders

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58 minutes ago, itsRadar said:

The picture is of course how he would kinda look, but not exactly. Eventually I'll draw a good one for him

Make sure you keep the real life picture if you add a drawing too! 

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Cole

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Enjoyed our little walk today! 🙂

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On 6/12/2019 at 1:11 AM, Cole said:

Enjoyed our little walk today! 🙂

Whooaa who were you? 😮

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