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Thomas Monroe
Character information
  1. Alias
    'Tommy'
  2. Mental
    Realistic
  3. Morale
    Challenged
  4. Date of birth
    1999-05-30 (20 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    California
  6. Nationality
    American
  7. Ethnicity
    White
  8. Languages
    English

Description

  1. Height
    180 cm
  2. Weight
    60 kg
  3. Build
    Ectomorph
  4. Hair
    Slicked back long dark brown hair
  5. Eyes
    Greyish colored eyes
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good

Background

Thomas Monroe was a young and mischievous child. He was raised by his Uncle after his parents had passed away while he was still young, However he become much more dependent on himself. He matured quick for his age often picking up odd jobs for cash until his uncle offered him a proposal. They soon moved out of the country to Chernarus.

Tommy slightly lifts his head back up his arms bound on a chair. A rugged figure steps forward quickly grabbing Tommy's hair and slamming his fist against Tommy's face. Tommy picks his head back up quickly looking back at his badly-beaten Uncle. The man sighs through his mask looking at one of his comrades. "shoot him he's too weak to sell." He motions to the Uncle. The man quickly nods, He takes out his sidearm from his holster. A loud bang is heard through the desolate house. Tommy cries out through the rag shoved in his mouth as his Uncle lumps forward dead. The man in the gas mask pulls Tommy's hair up once again. "But you should be fine." He mutters through his mask. The man then walks towards the window shouting. "Alright load him up and well take him back to the camp." Tommy stares at the corpse of his uncle whimpering to himself. The gas mask man turns back around towards Tommy bringing up his AK74. "Night night." he cocks his arms back slamming the butt of his gun into his head.

Tommy awakens inside an old sedan crashed into an old roadblock gunfire and screaming erupting outside of the vehicle. Quickly he looks behind him from where the gunfire is coming from. A horde of skin-eaters sprinting towards the gunfire. Tommy quickly unlocks the car door and under the cover of darkness sprints into the forest the sound growing faint. Soaked in blood and bound this is where Tommy's story begins...

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