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Server time (UTC): 2020-01-22, 21:43 WE ARE RECRUITING
Steve Bean
Character information
  1. Alias
    Beany
  2. Mental
    Traumatised
  3. Morale
    Find out the Truth
  4. Date of birth
    1985-12-09 (34 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    UK but raised in Churnarus
  6. Nationality
    English
  7. Ethnicity
    White British
  8. Languages
    English
  9. Relationship
    Becky
  10. Family
    Caleb, Caden, Elisha
  11. Religion
    athiest

Description

  1. Height
    177 cm
  2. Weight
    76 kg
  3. Build
    Average
  4. Hair
    Brown
  5. Eyes
    Hazel
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Good
  7. Features
    Short hair, few tattoos, stubble
  8. Occupation
    Oil Rig Worker

Background

Im Beany and im from South Zagoria a place that I loved, a place we have all now lost

Before the outbreak I worked on a oil rig out in the green sea. Work was tough but it payed well enough to have a fairly nice life for me and my family. We lived in Nadezhdino in Chernarus and had a nice house in a somewhat quiet community. After everything that had happened with the war the people of Chernarus were finally happy and busy working rebuilding things and things were looking good for the country.

Being on the oil rig we would hear what was going on over the radio and it seemed like total chaos. People from Kamensk and Nagornoe were relocated but we had no idea why or what was going on. Soldiers turning against one another it just sounded like it was the beginning of another civil war. Then we found out things were more messed up than anyone could have ever imagined. People were infected...What does this mean infected?..

We would see daily military air craft flying in land and could hear the explosions from miles away of there bombs in what we suspected that they were trying to contain these infected people and try to get some kind of grip on the situation

I had no clue what had happened to my family as the same with my work mates on the rig. We didn't know if our families were still alive had turned or managed to get out all communications were lost with the main land

Weeks were now passing by one by one . We had no way to get off this oil rig. We would see Nato ships assembling and heading into Chernarus whatever this outbreak was it was requiring some deadly force to try and tackle it but with these ships in our waters no one came to our aid I guess they must have thought the oil rig had been evactuated weeks before

Finally a helicopter came to investigate and to there shock found us all still alive and they explained more of what was happening and had happened.

We heard that UN peacekeepers were sent in when our resources failed and ran out they consisted of the peace keepers doctors and researchers. They had set up research facilities and were trying to find a way to stop all this madness. but everything had got over run there was nothing left. where was my family i couldnt help but think the worse. The helicopter took us away they would go nowhere near Chernarus with all of us onboard. they took us north and into russia where they had a survival camp for any refugess and we would stay there for over a year, some moved to other camps some stayed but i knew i had to get back to chernarus and see for myself what was going on, maybe my family were still there surviving as best they could i had to keep that in my mind that there was hope or seeing them again god i miss them so much


Over a few months I watched how when and what the enforcers of the base were doing to try find my way out I knew they would bring supplies in a v3s  escorted by a sedan every 3 days so I had to seize my opportunity and try and get into one and somehow take it and head back.

Then the perfect night came finally after waiting, planning and thinking about it and the plan going all to well I arrived north east in the town of novo after passing first through smirnovo. I couldn't belive what I was seeing people were changed, changed in a way that scared the life out of me. 

Here my story begins in Novo with one thing in my mind and that is hope...hope for a better future from where I once came from I just hope there are still survivors here maybe in settlements or just lone wolves feeding of the land I don't know but I must find out more of the situation


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