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Ken De Meuter
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Date of birth
    1992-05-27 (27 years old)
  3. Place of birth
  4. Nationality
  5. Ethnicity
    Caucasian / West European
  6. Languages
    Flemish, English, limited French
  7. Relationship
  8. Family
    Diseased - N/A
  9. Religion


  1. Height
    172 cm
  2. Weight
    60 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Dark brown
  5. Eyes


Ken was not unlike any other person in his lifetime for most of his life.. Born in a hospital, raised in a middle class family, struggling at school until the point of dropping out. His work enthusiasm wasn't exactly great, either. He played video games for most of his time until his mid-twenties, where he took an interest in politics ontop of his very, very small streaming carreer. He followed the events of Chernarus and many other political situations before it very closely, often being frustrated at how things were handled. This was all, in hindsight, meaningless to everything that happened afterwards. After all, watching the news did nothing to prepare him for what was about to come.

Even before the infection Ken and his online gaming friends had teased and joked about backup plans in an apocalypse, no matter what kind it would be.. A nuclear one like Fallout, a Zombie apocalypse like The Walking Dead or The Last Of Us, or even something like a natural disaster. They had all joked and made up plans on what to do if this ever happened.
None of them would know they would ever apply this to reality, however.

When the infection reached his own country of Belgium, Ken attempted to do what he had set out in all of his 'jokes' -- secure his own neighbourhood and build up defences to protect his family and people and slowly secure the country in the long run, yet this did not come to be.. Amongst the first casualties he knew about was his family. When his brother came home sickly they all figured it was 'it', yet they did not take drastic matters. How could they, after all? It was their brother, their son.

Unable to stop the infection, Ken's brother succumbed and infected his elder brother and parents too, attacking one another in the midst of night. Ken was able to escape home. Disoriented, panicked and full of grief he did not even attempt his plans to secure his home-- he fled, he fled and fled and fled, from one disaster to another. He wasn't as brave as he thought he would be, it wasn't 'cool' like in the movies or games.. It was a living, terrifying nightmare. Ken - over the course of two years - managed to meet up with a few of his online friends and met other people along the way too, their group stayed together in the nations of Central Europe, primarily Germany and the Czech Republic. After a few months of this they decided to flee more East, away from the larger cities in a bid to avoid most of the infected. Taking a small boat his group of about a dozen people set out to Chernarus, after all-- it started there, surely nobody was left. It was going to be much safer there than anywhere else, right? Surely the infected had starved and survivors had left by now. It was the safest place to be, as he did not know if he was immune or not.

Yet, as always, nothing went as planned. The boat ended up upside down during a storm, causing Ken to go under and lose conscience. Even if he hadn't unable to swim (or barely) he would've not managed to keep up in that storm.. Yet lady luck was on his side, he knew, as he awoke on a coastline-- wherever he may be.. He was alone now. Alone without any of his supplies, his weapons, his friends.. Alone in a foreign land. He was worse off than ever. (Arrival in DayZ)


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