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Johnny Ringo Jr
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1990-03-06 (29 years old)
  5. Place of birth
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    John Ringo Sr.(father) Mathra Ringo(mother)
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    177 cm
  2. Weight
    68 kg
  3. Build
    Slender/Toned physic
  4. Hair
    Medium Brown
  5. Eyes
  6. Features
    Dirty looking/weathered skin.
  7. Equipment
    Only left with the clothes on his back (had to leave home in a hurry in order to survive)
  8. Occupation
    Gas Attendant/Automotive Service


John Ringo Jr. Son of John Ringo Sr and Martha Ringo(maiden name: Martha Mollo). Parents were born and raised in Staroye Chernarus. They moved to the United States of America a year after I was born in hopes of better opportunity. Growing up in the states was great for me, had plenty of friends in school and around the neighborhood. Although a few kids made fun of the way I spoke, I was able to overcome this issue. While attending school in the U.S I was able to learn the English language. My parents struggled for most of my younge childhood trying to find steady work in the U.S. With no luck in sight they had no choice but to return to Chernarus and continue working were they had years ago. During the younger years of my parents life mother was a nurse at the local clinic and father worked at the docs down in Elektrozavodsk loading/unloading shipment. When I was only fourteen, just a few years after returning back to Chernarus, father was injured at work. A shipment had been loaded improperly causing it to fall on him. This injury left father Paralyzed from the waist down there on after. Due to this injury I had no choice but to start working full time at a local gas/service station to help mother keep the homestead afloat. Father had soon after been stricken with an infection in his spine, which killed him quickly. Me and mother were able to provide and life decent lives for a while. Late last year mother had come down with a terrible illness that quickly left her bed ridden. The nurses form the local clinic spoke about this illness, stating it was moving through the town quickly claiming lives everyday. They reassured us though that there was a cure coming. Mother didn't last long and the illness had claimed her life. I was left alone and on my own to care for the homestead. Early one morning, before the sun broke over the horizon, I was awoken by a great commotion just in town. I peered out the window to find people being attacked by other townsfolk, it was like nothing ive every experienced before. The townsfolk had begun to arm themselves in order to protect their family's and homesteads. I quickly without thought made my way out of my home and upto the local police station, the only place I thought might still be safe. I arrived at the station only to find it had already been over run by the crazed people attacking others. Luckily the doors were open and I made my way inside. The station was disserted but luckily still full of supplies, but I was now trapped with no hope in sight...


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