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Ryder Anderson
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Desperate to get home
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1986-11-20 (33 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Cambridge UK
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
    White Caucasian
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    Wife and 2 kids
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    85 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Dark Black medium length
  5. Eyes
  6. Features
    Wears very English hats, has an English accents
  7. Equipment
    The basics for survival, no guns
  8. Occupation
    Intelligence Officer
  9. Affiliation
    None at the moment
  10. Role


Before the outbreak Ryder was a loyal member of Her Majesty’s Government serving as an intelligence operator, aka a spy for the United Kingdom. He had a loving wife name Sabina and two loving children called Christine and Daniel who were 4 and 5 years of age.

When the outbreak hit main land Europe the UK were quick to quarantine themselves from the world, being an island, they were able to do this at a rapid pace with a surprising amount of efficiency.

With the UK under lock down MI5 called all their agents in, dread filled me I knew what they were going to ask, my entire journey in I was thinking of excuses; kids not well, wife won’t let me or I just don’t want to.

When we arrived, we were brought into the main hall, when the head of MI5 stood before us to begin usual spiel. “We the United Kingdom have been called upon again the lead the resistance of tyranny in Europe once again. Each of you brave men and women are being called upon to infiltrate main land Europe, gather information, blood samples and any signs that could lead to the cure or destruction of this evil curse.” You could feel the dread in the room, we seen news clips on what’s happening, city’s a flame, so we weren’t blind to what was coming. I looked around the room knowing we would be lucky if 10% returned.

We were given our assignments in an envelope, “in these files you will find the location of your assignment, information on the local areas, and details for your extraction. I will state this clearly, when you are over their communication will be non-existent with us back here so If you miss your extraction you will be alone. 

I waited until I was half way home, I pulled over and opened my file. Chernarus? Where the hell is this, I read on, finding the details of this place. How am I meant to tell my wife I am going to a place to die I have never heard of? I Continue reading; extraction date, 2 months from landing 15th October at midday with exact coordinates will be made via helicopter. I went home, spoke with my wife and kids and hugged them for all I knew, for the last time and departed first thing in the morning.

*15th October – Extraction Day* The last 2months I have been keeping a low profile, focusing more on blood sample from infected. I stayed clear of trying to speak to people to gather information, form my observations they were the real danger in this world. First thing when I woke up I headed to the extraction coordinates, didn’t want to risk any mistakes in the time and sat there waiting for my midday ride. Excited to see my family who I missed dearly, and knowing I’m so close to making it out of this place alive, was I one of the lucky 10% in that room that day?

Midday arrived to silence, no chopper noise in the distant nothing. Relax I said to myself, they said they would extract within the hour plenty of time. The hour passes by, nothing… dread filled my body. There was no plan b, this was it. I waited all night…nothing, I waited the entire next day…. still nothing. Thoughts enter my mind to why. Did they ever intend to pick us up? Do they assume I’m dead? Or has the outbreak over ran the UK?

After 3 days I finally left the extraction point, running out of food and water left me little choice. I am now stuck in Chernarus, petrified for my wife a children’s safety at home. If the outbreak has reached the UK how can I help them from here? And if MI5 has been overrun what chances do my wife and children have. All I know is I must find a way home, at any costs….


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