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Davi Machado
Character information
  1. Alias
    Red
  2. Mental
    Barely standing
  3. Morale
    Low
  4. Date of birth
    1994-07-19 (25 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Salvador, Brazil
  6. Nationality
    Brazilian
  7. Languages
    Portuguese, English, Russian
  8. Relationship
    Marcos Andrade (Husband, dead)
  9. Family
    Lost contact with his family after the outbreak.
  10. Religion
    Has faith in some god-like power, but doesn't align with any religion.

Description

  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    80 kg
  3. Build
    Slightly athletic
  4. Hair
    Medium
  5. Eyes
    Hazel-ish
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Good
  7. Features
    Knife scar on the left chin.

    Cut right eyebrow.

    Small nose patch on the lower part.
  8. Equipment
    Survival watch on his wrist, pretty beaten up but still holds on to this day.

    Personal bowie knife for defense and personal use.

    Usual goggles on his hat.
  9. Occupation
    Lead weapons engineer
  10. Affiliation
    ITA survivors / Brazilian Navy
  11. Role
    Leader

Background

Davi was born in the outskirts of the city of Salvador, in the northeast corner of Brazil in 19/7/1994 on a busy hospital night. Coming from a poor family, he felt and honestly was just like any other kid on the streets. At the age of 6, he was taken to school, becoming fascinated by any sort of science or knowledge he could get his hands on - which sadly, wasn't much.

In his teenage years, he decided to carve a name for himself. With enough effort and years of dedication, he made it into one of the best research institutes in the region, ITA (Technological Aeronautics Institute) for the military. Graduating as a weapons engineer, he decided to take on the ranks of the navy as an officer. Living his quiet life for a while, he was able to get the bare essentials he rarely had in the past, and even met his soon-to-be husband.

Moved into Chernarus after the war in a partnership treaty between the two countries for research and development. He was part of a group designed to make a modernized and international version of the "EE-T1 Osório" tank to boost the standing of his country in the UN Security Counsel. After a few years of getting used to the region, having a home in the area and good company, it seemed life was going just well. Until everything went down.

He got news of the outbreak on the radio of his office. He spoke to some of the workers and researchers on the ITA facility, just north of Topolka Dam. Failing to contact the brazilian embassy for support and orientation, he and a few people decided to hold in. Him and his husband, who also worked at the facility, managed to settle down a group of panicked people and fortify the research complex. After all, they had enough supplies and weaponry to hold a few months.

During the first winter they endured, a big part of the group was killed due to a sickness outbreak, intensified by bad crop outcomes. Sickened and injured, the locals decided to riot against him. Seeking to hear them out and avoid any violence, he told everyone they would settle down until spring came, when they would leave and also planned a route upwards to Turkey. As the months passed, it was time to route towards the border.

On the way, they striked up conversation with the local folk as they got closer and closer to the border. After weeks of travelling in a band of 20 people, they decided to set camp in an abandoned farm manor in the region. Seeing the fire, a few bandits decided to prepare a raid as the night fell.

Luckily, one of the scouts in the area spotted the enemy group as they got close. A firefight ensued, with many being wounded and some being killed on the spot. The bandits broke through the defences, but someone set fire to the home. In the panic, both sides split up and disoriented, got disbanded. Having escaped with his life and dragging his husband and a few wounded out of the area, the new dawn proved to be difficult.

From the 20 people, only 5 survived. His husband died by the morning due to a gunshot wound to his chest, and a few others were just as badly injured.

Now he roams the wastelands of Chernarus. Once an aspiring leader, he's now just a shell of what he used to be. Those people trusted him after all, but he never had the capability of keeping him safe. That's what happened, right?

It's his fault, he thinks. Now he's left to live in the shadow of the past.

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