Malachy was always home-based, he didn't know much about the outside world- other than his enclosed island. People would refer to his island as "The Small Green Isles", were you would be surrounded by alcoholism and small people with auburn hair, giving off a tinted glow while speaking in their funny accents. If it didn't taste like beer or have the hit of a cigarette then he didn't care.
Before the outbreak happened, Malachy's biggest fear was to be stuck in a toilet without anything to wipe. When news of certain incidents started to spread, Malachy was one of the rare few to take heed of such warnings, he was deemed crazy for such thoughts. Stubborn to his belief, he ventured off to the east, where he had heard of the rumors that started this "conspiracy".
With nothing but his sharp tongue equipped and a bag with basic gear to survive, off he went. Over 2 years have passed since these events. The last time Malachy was spotted was in Chernarus. A resident who had setup a camp out there spoke about coming across a sharp-tongued individual, quoting him as saying "Hopefully I can find some alcohol round 'ere and guns- also a fresh pair of boxers would do me well"