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Lachlan Getty
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Has Onset Dementia
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1956-12-04 (60 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Birdsville Australia
  6. Nationality
    Australian American
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    English/Semi-fluent Spanish/Miniscule Vietnamese
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    John Getty:Father Mary Getty: Mother
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    177 cm
  2. Weight
    65 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Graying black hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Features
    Scars on collar bone,neck,rib cage,arms, and right leg from accident long ago.
  8. Equipment
    Usually Red hiking jacket, Sanitation mask to keep himself healthy. Carries only bare necessity's and any fruit he can find
  9. Occupation
    Fruit Salesman
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


Lachlan Getty, Born in Birdville Australia, lived an ordinary life until he was 10 years old when his parents applied to become U.S Citizens. Lachlan’s Parents owned a Small Market and sold a variety of goods before they decided they wanted to pursue a different life in America with some family. It took time but after waiting for a year they gained citizenship. Convinced they could start anew in the country, they went overseas and settled in Georgia. Lachlan’s family purchased an orchard and began to grow a plethora of Apples to sell and eat. The family prospered for a time. At the age of 16 Lachlan enlisted into the U.S Army Underage posed as 18. His family was shocked but accepting of his decision, Lachlan wanted to contribute to his new country and home. Lachlan Was sent overseas to Vietnam in 1974, a Year before the war ended. Lachlan lasted less than a week.. two days after landing at Sóc Trăng Airfield, he was struck by a passing jeep and broke his neck, right leg, collarbone, 6 ribs, and both arms. Lucky to be alive he was medically discharged and sent home. Lachlan’s family was supportive in his time of crisis, helping him heal mentally and physically. Two years after his accident Lachlan decided to move to New Mexico chasing dreams of being an entertainer in Las Vegas. Years later His dreams proved to be nonexistent. Running out of money and drive, he gave up on his dream and moved to Roswell. Becoming a fruit vendor in town, he imported various fruits from all over the world. Becoming a local stop, to get varies of “exotic fruits”. Until fateful night in 1987. In the middle of the night Lachlan Awoke to strange lights and sounds, then waking up the next day outside in the desert. He couldn’t recall how he got there and what happened, believing he was abducted after talking with some locals he packed his things and fled the state. After getting into touch with an army buddy who came to serve and a intelligence specialist abroad in Russia during the cold war, he learned of a place where he could go and sell fruits in peace, Chernarus. Lachlan said goodbye to his family in Georgia one last time and went overseas again. He did not know much of the language but began to try and fit in, this new odd country. Purchasing a stand in Stary and a home in a nearby town, Lachlan got to work doing what he did best, selling/trading fruits. He had arrangement to receive daily shipments of fresh fruits such as apples, oranges, and bananas, even the occasional stock of mangos. For the first time in a while Lachlan felt lucky. Sadly his luck did not last after years of living peacefully selling fruits and learning about the rich culture of chernarus, he developed early onset dementia. Sometimes forgetting what time, place, even country he was in. Not having any loved one or children didn’t help, nobody to remind him of what is true and what is not. Only himself and the customers to keep himself sane at times. All Lachlan did know is that he was an expert salesman. Soon however not even his expertise in fruit sales could stop the Armageddon that was coming, and the wave of death that followed. How he survived the first weeks of the infection are miraculous, the stress of real time events helped his situation within his conscious. Able to tell right from wrong, present and past more easily, but many times he slipped into a fog. However gathering what little wits he had left he fled west with a bundle of fruit trying to find any safe place to hide from the chaos.




Time played: 0.5 hours

Total wounds: 0

Total deaths: 0

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1 Comment

Now this is RP I would love to run into. So much better than the every day ex soldiers or mercenaries that plaque the server. I really hope I run into you. I also hope there is more to your story to come.

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