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Hunter Rose
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Depends who you ask
  3. Morale
    The world's ending, may as well go out laughing
  4. Date of birth
    1988-10-27 (31 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Hamilton, Ontario
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    Helen and Henry (Presumed dead)
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    193 cm
  2. Weight
    95 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Short brown fade
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Features
    A scar above his left eyebrow he received during his time in the military.
  8. Occupation
    Canadian Special Forces Delta 645 Squadron
  9. Affiliation
  10. Role


Hunter Rose has always had problems with authority, ever since he was a teenager.

His mouth also lacked the ability to remained shut for long, which probably never helped the cause.

Growing up in Hamilton Ont., Hunter was the victim of a pair of parents who worked too much and didn't give him the love and attention he deserved. Always looking to try and get his parents' attention, Hunter would eventually fall in with the wrong crowd.

Despite the label as a troublemaker, Hunter was loyal to a fault. He would never sell out his friends, no matter how much trouble they would get in. Some would even say he had a kind heart underneath all the jokes, pranks and crimes he would pull.

But one day his life took a drastic turn. During a ding-dong-ditch effort when he was 16, the man who's house they had pranked had chased after them on foot.

Hunter tried to drive away but the man got his hand inside the vehicle. Hunter sped off but it sent the man flying, killing him.

Hunter was charged with manslaughter but due to his father's connections with the legal system, he was sent to join the army rather than spend time in jail.

So there he was, a 16-year-old training to become a killing machine for the government. While he was hurt and scared inside, he used humour and a quick-wit to try and hide it. This wouldn't sit well with his superiors, who would force him to do extra drills and training to punish him.

This led to a resentment to everyone in a place of power. Who were they to tell him what to do all the time? How to live his life?

Doctors within the army always questioned his mental stability, but he was never found unfit to serve.

He would end up doing three tours in Iraq during the war as a peacekeeper in the Delta 645 Squadron. Due to the extra training he was forced to do as discipline, his physical prowess was off the charts and he had quickly learned about a unique talent of his – he was a virtuoso with a gun.

And then an opportunity came – a promotion to special forces Omega Squad. It was a squad sent in only for special assignments or if the government didn't want anyone to know about it.

He had essentially become government-contracted hitman.

But his moral compass never wavered. Even when he was forced to kill someone, he would find it difficult sometimes especially since they had done no wrong to him. What right did he have to end someone's life?

Hunter always resented being in the army – he hated being told what to do by old men thousands of miles away.

But then a special assignment came in – Operation 8689: Chenarus

Bombings had just taken place in Chenarus and there had been reports of people biting and eating others.

Hunter and the rest of his squad were sent in by boat, expecting to land on the shore and make there way to Berezino first.

But a storm hit them out of nowhere, capsizing the boat and separating him from his squad.

He washed up on shore in Chenarus, his equipment gone and his squad no where to be seen.

Once he awoke, he quickly realized what was happening – something was wrong and things wouldn't be getting better.

As the infection spread, Hunter used his training to stay alive. Not much else to do when the world goes to shit.

But through all of it, after hearing about the infection spreading, the millions of causalities, Hunter somehow found a joy in it.

There was no one around to tell him what to do anymore.

He didn't have to follow orders.

He was free.


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