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Cody Judge
Character information
  1. Alias
    Judgement Day
  2. Mental
    Extremely lonely, but with controlled emotions.
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1976-01-09 (44 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Gatlinburg, TN
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
    Husband and father
  10. Family
    Wife- Beth Son-Kenneth Son-Riley Daughter-Marie Daughter-Madison
  11. Religion
    Missionary Baptist-Christian


  1. Height
    183 cm
  2. Weight
    99 kg
  3. Build
    Fit from years of military training
  4. Hair
    Reddish brown tinged with gray.
  5. Eyes
  6. Features
    Tattoo of Archangel Gabriel on back.
  7. Equipment
    Rucksack, pistol. Some food and drink


'm Cody Judge, call-sign Judgment Day. I'm a 40 year old military veteran. I spent 20+ years defending my country from threats both foreign and domestic. I have a love for God, country and family that makes most people hide their heads in shame. I'm a family man. Wife, 4 kids, dog, and of course my wife's smarmy little cat. Damn thing. After I retired it took me quite a while to settle into the role of family man and civilian, but I got there. I enjoyed talking the kids to school, the late nights sitting up talking with my wife. And then the new baby arrived and changed everything. First child I got to actually be there for the birth. After that I settled into my common everyman job fairly well. Then we decided to go on vacation. People all around us were getting sick. We just needed away for awhile. So we came here, to Chernarus, expecting things to be different. Oh how completely wrong I was. Things were great for the first couple of days, taking in the sights and all. Then we started running into the "sick" here too. People acting aggressive and out of sorts. Next thing I knew, one of the kids got sick. We took him to the local hospital only to find more of the same. Everywhere. I stayed with him for a couple days, watching over him. Praying. Cursing. Whatever it took. My wife had the other 3 kids with her and she would come and spend every day with us. She told me I looked tired. So I went to the hotel room to try and get a little sleep. That....that was when things got bad. I heard the screams. The shots. Smelled the blood. Smelled war. So, back to being the soldier. I rushed outside, only to bed met with all my worst fears. I made way the few blocks to the hospital. Fought my way to the room. Got my hands on a pistol on the way up. Only protection. Get my family. Get the fuck out. That was a year ago. There was a small amount of blood in the room. Nothing else. I don't know where they are. I can't hey closure without bodies. No life without them. So now I hunt. These "infected", looking for any sign. Some sign. I will find you my loves. Or, I'll die trying. I've heard there are others out there, like me, or similar. I've tried my best to stay the lone wolf, but, it's getting a little too lonely. I'm not even sure how to act in this hell on Earth society now. I've had no contact with the States. No contact with family, friends, Brothers-in-Arms. Nothing. But I won't give up. Life of too damn precious to me. And that woman who loves me in spite of myself, those sweet kids. I'll do whatever it takes to get the closure I so desperately desire.


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