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Bens Rig
Character information
  1. Alias
    Section
  2. Mental
    Watching his parents pass after the outbreak, that will stick with him forever, but he understood things pass, and he has to move in with it in order to survive.
  3. Morale
    Confident at talking or meeting new people
  4. Date of birth
    2002-02-04 (17 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Land Of Altis
  6. Nationality
    Born In Altis
  7. Ethnicity
    White Male
  8. Languages
    English - Russian
  9. Relationship
    Single as shit
  10. Family
    Was an only child, both his parents died in the outbreak
  11. Religion
    Not a religious person

Description

  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    68 kg
  3. Build
    Section is built, defiantly finds it difficult to crawl under broken stone walls
  4. Hair
    Character has short, cut hair.
  5. Eyes
    Brown eyes.
  6. Features
    Section is great at sensing danger in every aspect, always alert. He is a genuine guy and helps everyone out he can, but If crossed he isn’t afraid to cause blood shed,
  7. Equipment
    Very equipped, armed and dangerous, yet doesn’t use his weaponry unless truly needed, section has medical supplies not only for himself but also others he runs into,
  8. Occupation
    Does not have a place to call home, anywhere we’re its dry is good enough
  9. Affiliation
    No group or faction, section stands alone
  10. Role
    ...

Background

Section is from Altis, born and raised by a family of police officers, sworn to protect and serve the: community, everything and everyone within it, things became rough as OpFor forces took over and ran the police out replacing it with a terrible green military, our family was in desperate need for a new, Fresh start and a place we call home, where there’s peace a beautiful coast and lovely Jamaican houses. That place was Chernurus.Things where I guess you could say ok until the alarm was raised throughout the whole land of Chernurus, thus a deadly chemical leaked into the air turning everyone into blood sucking human eating animals, including my poor family...

I was left for dead, a young boy with no family, no survival skills, nothing but a road flair. I was hungry, thirsty in need for nutrition to keep my body alive, so I set off to find myself just them materials.

Since the outbreak the crime rate was obviously higher then usual, blood scratched along the road, dead infected in every corner and magazines scattered along the floor, most houses where abandoned leaving the few scraps of supplies for any lone survivor to stumble upon.


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