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Caitlyn Myers
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Bipolar disorder, otherwise sane
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1992-05-05 (27 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Yorkshire, England
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Religion


  1. Height
    167 cm
  2. Weight
    75 kg
  3. Build
    Relatively short, unhealthily thin.
  4. Hair
    Long orange hair, tied up most of the time
  5. Eyes
    Grey-blue, look slightly big due to her glasses
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Features
    Cait has long dirty-orange hair that would fall to her shoulders, were it not for being tied up almost all the time. Her eyes are glossy, a tinge of blue but mostly grey. They look tired, but always have a spark of life in them. Her hands are pretty small, even for a woman of her age. She wears thick framed glasses, propped neatly on her nose.
  8. Occupation
    Carer, basic first aid giver


Cait's life was relatively mediocre before the outbreak. She was relatively upbeat and keep to herself, most of her time spent alone- albeit classes and whatnot. She studied psychology, health and social care and basic first aid. Not too long after studying she'd landed herself a job helping adults with medical problems; both physical and mental alike.

Bored of the same old scenery in her hometown back in England, she took some vacation days out from her regular day job and settled for a 2 week break in a country named Chernarus- a country she'd never really heard of until media blew the name up all over the place. Intrigued, she chose to take a trip over to see what the fuss was truly all about. Alone, she had time for herself to relax, though not for long.

It wasn't long into her vacation that all hell was breaking loose, for god knows what reason, Cait thought to herself. People and cars were littering the streets, there was much panic in the air and Cait wasn't really sure what to do. So she did what she did best and kept to herself, keeping a low profile and out of people and harm's way. Though it wasn't clear to her as to what was happening, she did atleast know that wherever in the world she was, everything was going to shit, if it hadn't already happened.

A month into the end of the world as she knew it, Cait had bumped into several different faces after emerging from her hidey-holes in the country. She found herself looking after an interesting six-foot entity who seemingly had a mental health problem- coincidentally enough the two came to a "You scratch my back I scratch yours" kind of deal. She'd make sure he didn't wander off on his own and get into trouble for his bizarre personality, he'd keep her safe and out of harms way. They'd eventually tag along with a good few oddballs, a strange "team" and yet, a team that could work together despite their differences and enjoy theirselves despite the shit they were in. For a good few weeks they'd spend their time in the vicinity of Kovar's market; a store set up in an industrial area of Chernogorsk, often they would venture out into what seemed to be the emptiness of the country, further towards the military airfields.

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Look forward to meeting someone else from Yorkshire

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