Jump to content
Server time (UTC): 2020-01-20, 10:32 WE ARE RECRUITING
Rudy Johnsen
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Date of birth
    1979-11-10 (40 years old)


  1. Height
    170 cm
  2. Weight
    90 kg
  3. Eyes
  4. Alignment
    Chaotic Good


I am not sure where I was born or what country I am from, my parents died when I was a baby.

I grow up in a orphanage. In the orphanage they called me Rudy Johnsen, I ran away as a young teen and started calling my self Spider growing up on the streets was hard not knowing where my next meal would come from. From a young age I started to steal to make my way, one day a I met some guys from a gang and they recruited me and became one of them fast. We smuggled drugs and guns around Europe.


When the out break hit me and my friends was in Denmark, we didn’t really notice anything in the start. We have been off the grid for so many years we didn’t think about turning on the radio or the TV. I remember the fist time I saw a zombie, we where at a stop light when someone walked up too the drivers door and smashed the window and pulled my friend out. I could hear his screams as a person was eating him…. I freaked out someone was eating my friend. So I did what any good thug would do, I shot him but he just got back up…… I unloaded a clip into him the last bullet must of hit him in the head because he dropped after that.


A few weeks later I was wandering around looking for some food I found two guys I decided to rob them but I was alone so I needed to be smart. I followed them so I could learn their habits, they came to a house and started a fire to cook some food as they cooked, they talked about many things. But one thing hit me when one of them named Peter lost his kid a girl it hit me hard. I thought to my self one more child without a parent that cant be and not in this new world. I decided too talk to them when I called out too them they got scared but tried to hide it, clearly these two needed someone too help them in this new world, and maybe this will give me some meaning in my life…


We traveld our way down southeast to Burgas in Bulgaria where we paid a old man well to bring us to our destination. When we was almost at Chernarus a huge storm hit us and the boat sank. We had to swim for our lives!We lost all our equipment and luggage and we where drifting apart because of the wind. I made it to land! I shure hope my friends did too. Now im here. Cold, tired, and almost out of hope…


There are no comments to display.

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now
  • Create New...