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Darren Rockwell
Character information
  1. Alias
    Macho Man
  2. Mental
    Tough as nails
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1996-04-13 (23 years old)
  5. Place of birth
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    190 cm
  2. Weight
    80 kg
  3. Build
    was once a burrly wrestler, but has lost his physique
  4. Hair
    cropped black hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Features
    A hooked Nose
  8. Equipment
  9. Occupation
    Freedom Fighter, Professinal Wrestler, Wanderer
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


Im Darren Rockwell. I was born to an expat father who fled the US after corruption allegation. I was born into a life of poverty in Chanarus in 1996 and grew up mostly on the street with little guidance from my father. As the region fell into chaos the embers of revolution began smolder, Being an Angry hotblooded youth desperate for change I quickly joined a local anti government group in 2006. Arming our self's with weapons smuggled in from nearby city's, we trained in the wood until we resembled a fighting force, we were not truly prepared for the revolution in 2009. We made our way to the front lines and were meet with the brutality of city combat. We cut our teeth fighting from city to city and by the end of the conflict we were truly battle hardened, but many of us did not see the progress we have made. After putting down the rifle i found steady work in the CWF (chanarus Wresteling federaton). after 6 years of impersanting macho man randy savage, i was sued into povert for copywrite infringment. I quickly lost my home and wandered the country sleeping from gully to gully, picking up jack of all trade type work whenever i could. gaining several skills that aid in my survival now that the apocalypse has started. After the first wave of zombies hit, the city's quickly fell, lucky i was far away from the worst hit zones. the military tried to maintain order, but it quickly disintegrated. moving from farm to farm i gathered what i could. I soon meet a pair of people just like me, scared and hungry. We decided to travel together, after almost 2 bruital years of scraping by, we were attacked by bandits, one of them was shot through the head before we even had time to blink, while the other was shot through the calf. i was able to dive behind cover and return fire, after a long gun battle. the bandits were dead, but the battle had rung the dinner bell for the dead, and...i had to leave my friend behind, he was barely conscious and i could not have moved him if i tried. I didn't put him down, I never heard a Shot. Now here I am alone again, perhaps it is destined to be, or maybe there is another group that will be unlucky enough to have me join them.


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