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Titus Young
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
  3. Morale
    High Hopes
  4. Date of birth
    1997-02-12 (22 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Baltimore, Maryland
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
    African American
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    De'Andre Young
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    193 cm
  2. Weight
    102 kg
  3. Build
    Physically Fit + Muscular + Tall
  4. Hair
    Short Black Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Evil
  7. Features
    -Short Black Hair
    -Full Black Beard
    -Crooked Nose
    -Monotone Voice
  8. Equipment
    -Beanie/Radar Cap
    -Sledge Hammer/Brass Knuckles
    -Shotgun/AK Rifle Variants
    -Military Vest
    -Steel Toe Boots
  9. Occupation
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


Me and my brother De'Andre had it rough growing up. As long as I can remember, our father was never in our life. It feels as if I've never even met the man. The lack of a father figure in our lives resulted in
us both having problems with authority. We lived in a city where the crime rate was at an all-time high and our mother didn't want us to get mixed in with the wrong crowds. A lot of the time I let my buildup
of frustration and anger get to me which, in turn, got me in a boatload of trouble. This on top of the fact that i struggled with school was a recipe for me to head down the path that my mother tried to stop
me from going down. In an attempt to get my life back on track, De'Andre got me to join the school Wrestling team along with the Football team. Those boys that I met were like family to me, and I would do
ANYTHING to protect them. My sheer stature allowed me to excel in both sports. I still had anger problems though. They still got the best of me. This was when 'Dre suggested that I should start fighting.
I took him up on the offer and if this wasn't the best thing that has happened to me, I don't know what is. Fight after fight, KO, after KO, I quickly became one of the most feared people in our city. Exactly
what Mom didn't want to happen. Soon after we graduated high school, 'Dre became my manager and booked me fights all over the world. With my popularity came immense amounts of stress. I felt that I
had to let people see when they wanted, KO's. The last thing that I wanted to do is let down my hometown. Hard objects were placed under my gloves before every fight after high school. The streak
continued, never lost a fight, and always knocked out my opponent. City after City, Country after Country there was one place that I have longed to fight in, Chernarus. ‘Dre booked me a fight and we soon
found ourselves in Russia. Since we were early for my fight because I still needed to cut down my weight to 225 pounds, ‘Dre and I decided that we would go take in the views of the Countryside in
Chernarus. . . . . . . . .


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