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Aaron Stewart
Character information
  1. Alias
    Stew
  2. Date of birth
    1987-11-28 (31 years old)
  3. Place of birth
    Manchester
  4. Nationality
    English
  5. Ethnicity
    Caucasian
  6. Languages
    English
  7. Religion
    Atheist

Description

  1. Height
    195 cm
  2. Weight
    85 kg
  3. Build
    6 feet 4 inches weighing in at 14 stone, hes a big character with a athletic physique look.
  4. Hair
    Bold
  5. Eyes
    Greeny Blue
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Good
  7. Occupation
    Pilot

Background

My name is Aaron Stewart also known as Stew, I was born in the United Kingdom (Manchester) but brought up in Chernarus since the age of 6, I am 31 years old and followed my dream in becoming a military fighter pilot, I was based on the North West Airfield. One morning the Alarms sounded and i was rushed into the debrief room, i could tell it wasn't good from the look on the Sargents face. It was a chemical attack that caused infected known as the Z's it was spreading like wildfire and it was our job to stop it, I rushed to my locker and put on all my uniform and ran to my F-22 Raptor which was sat on the runway ready to go, I sat in the seat and buckled up, beads of sweat dripping down my face as this was my first real life mission, the Engine fired up and it began to belt it down the runway and climb up into the red sky, it was extremely foggy due to the fumes of the chemicals, 15 minutes into the flight I heard a rattling noise and all of a sudden, Bang! The aircraft was yawing violently to the right, and not responding to the controls, i pulled the ejection button and I heard the canopy shattering, There was a violent explosion, my head was driven down to the breast plate of my life jacket, I had a vision of the floor of the cockpit dropping away, a snatch of parachute opening, a wrenching pain in my right hand and then a moment of blissful quiet before the ground below began approaching rapidly. thump, I land completely out of control in a field and it hurts. I Look up and think, momentarily, that I might be in heaven. I led there for a while and managed to gather myself, heat from the flames all around me burning my face, I begin to stumble away and try and figure out where I am, Now I have to survive and hope I can find other people to assist.

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