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Jackson Smith
Character information
  1. Alias
    Jax
  2. Mental
    degrading
  3. Morale
    kind and always helps when possible but will defend life if ever neccesary
  4. Date of birth
    2002-11-25 (20 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    London
  6. Nationality
    british
  7. Ethnicity
    white
  8. Languages
    english
  9. Relationship
    none
  10. Family
    Rebecca - dead
  11. Religion
    atheist

Description

  1. Height
    152 cm
  2. Weight
    72 kg
  3. Build
    fairly good physical strength, can lift body weight and is a normal runner with high stamina
  4. Hair
    black
  5. Eyes
    brown
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Neutral
  7. Features
    large feet and nimble hands.
  8. Equipment
    i have a double barrel shotgun with 11 rounds of buck and 7 slugs, a school backpack, some jeans with a shirt, working boots and a cap
  9. Occupation
    unemployed
  10. Affiliation
    solo
  11. Role
    none

Background

I was born in London to my single mother named Rebecca, shortly after i was born she was offered a job as a chemical weapons researcher in Chernarus, we lived a fairly normally, I had just turned 18 and life was good, up until the dead started walking. My mum and I stayed in our house for the first 5 days of the apocalypse, until food ran out of course. We had heard somewhere on the radio that the military was evacuating civilians at a checkpoint a few kilometers away from our home and we thought it would be a good idea to go, we were wrong, I remember waking up on the third day of being on the move to the sounds of screaming, my mum's screaming. I grabbed the pistol that had no bullets and sprinted for the door, where, I found my mum lying on the ground, blood pouring out of her head and ribs, everything gone, the last thing she told me was that she loved me and that those things didn't do this to her. she died 1 hour later, i just sat there, for 3 days not moving, in that house alone with my mothers corpse. After the third day i got up, buried her and said my goodbyes, i never found that military evacuation, Its been nearly a year since then, i don't know whats happened to the rest of the world and i don't really care, the only thing i care about is finding the bastards that did that to my mother, and i swear, i will not rest until i find them.
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