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Connor Viney
Character information
  1. Alias
    Con, Viney
  2. Mental
    Scared
  3. Morale
    Unknown
  4. Date of birth
    1999-09-08 (21 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    UK
  6. Nationality
    British
  7. Ethnicity
    White
  8. Languages
    English
  9. Relationship
    NA
  10. Family
    MIA
  11. Religion
    None/All

Description

  1. Height
    173 cm
  2. Weight
    73 kg
  3. Build
    Slim
  4. Hair
    Thick brown
  5. Eyes
    Bright Blue
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good
  7. Features
    A scar on the right arm
  8. Equipment
    Wears black most of the time
  9. Occupation
    Support worker
  10. Affiliation
    NA
  11. Role
    Scavanger/Hunter

Background

Connor born and raised in countrysides of England raised around animals and taught to care for wildlife and others grew up to be a loving person at his core also he seems quiet and doesn't talk much he's always meant good intentions, in fact, its almost like when he does start talking thats when he probably isnt means the greatest intentions he's a listener, not a talker.

Anyway, after spending most of his life in the countryside he realized that his passion was helping others he had an advanced first aid license he helped in charities, during Christmas holidays he would give blankets and food to the homeless, he would bring stray animals to his home then move them onto a new caring home but this wasn't enough to live as a normal human you needed to take not give and civilization just caught up to him he needed to pay rent buy food and live his life to the controlling ways the world had set so he decided the best way he could satisfy himself and the world was to become a social worker.

He traveled the world spending 6months in Australia, a year in Rome, 3months in Poland finally arriving here Chernarus where iv been writing this story of my life i worked here for gosh what seemed like days before but must of been more, hard to keep track of time when you isolate while being sick in a dark apartment with no communication to your friends or family or anyone really...

It had been days since i heard the laughter of families outside i started to get worried that the entire country might of been getting sick and to make things worse some days id hear screaming in the streets and other days shooting in the distant sometimes together so here i am walking around in the dark somehow found a flashlight and scrawling this all down in my book...


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