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Server time (UTC): 2020-01-25, 21:41 WE ARE RECRUITING
Markus Cooper
Character information
  1. Alias
    Dr. Cooper
  2. Mental
    Shaken and ready to do what has to be done. Has begun to differ to Sgt. Crow in social interactions.
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1980-07-24 (39 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    USA, Texas
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    Only a father in the states
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    187 cm
  2. Weight
    99 kg
  3. Build
    Large shoulders. Big dude buff from constant military training.
  4. Hair
    High and tight. Very poofy beard as the weeks stretch on
  5. Eyes
    dark brown
  6. Features
    Very large imposing figure but usually is very sweet. There is a glint of pain in his eyes all the time now.
  7. Equipment
    None at the moment.
  8. Occupation
    Army Doctor
  9. Affiliation
    Any fellow Peacekeepers. Sgt. Crow but really none else
  10. Role
    Medical Support


Born in San Antonio Texas Markus had always wanted to grow up and become an EMT. His father, however, wanted more for him. He spent his first 4 years in college partly in Army National Guard and party in school. Once he was accepted into medical school he left the National Guard and joined the Army. He got a delayed entry though as he wanted to finish his schooling first. When he graduated he went through his residency with the Army and after 3 years was accepted into the fold as a captain. Tensions had been flaring in Chernaurus and after the initial outbreak, he was among the US Army Doctors sent. He was attached to a small squad with the intention of clearing out a nearby town and taking samples of the infected. Contact with the frantic CDF forces had been failing and before the Peacekeepers could warn otherwise a full bombing campaign was being conducted onto the town. After the first sweep, four of the six team members died. Markus pulled one of his injured brothers into the small concrete building beside the road thinking the infected that were scattered about were dead. He was wrong. One of them lashed out grabbing onto his friend's leg. He pumped a round into the zombie's head but not before a chunk of his buddy was missing. The only other able-bodied member Sgt. Crow, his good friend, made his way into up the ladder before Markus. Crow started to yell at him telling him to drop the "deadweight" as more and more infected began to pour out of the forest into the town. I, Dr. Cooper began to shout back at him. I cursed at him as the infected drew closer. One began to run at a dead sprint towards us. I pulled with all my might but Cpl. Thomas cried out in pain as I made it up the first few rungs. I realized I-I wasn't strong enough. As I was debating whether or not to drop my friend I heard a pop as Crow's silenced M9 put him out his misery just in time too. The zombies had already begun to gnaw on his legs. I scrambled up the ladder ready to scream, yell and even push the supposed "veteran" of the squad right off the edge... but, all I did was casually begin to pick off every zombie around us with Crow at my side. It was so quiet afterward. We just sat quietly together until darkness fell.
When we finally made it back to base it had already been overrun and I realized that we were on our own. It's been a few days now and our weapons have long since been ditched. We prefer knives to the empty rifles. The only words we've shared are "Thanks" and "It was the only way." Crow is tough and with the two of us together I think we can pull through this hellish world.


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