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Daniel Fletcher
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Date of birth
    1997-06-14 (20 years old)
  3. Place of birth
    Kent, United Kingdom
  4. Nationality
  5. Ethnicity
  6. Languages
  7. Religion


  1. Height
    180 cm
  2. Weight
    69 kg
  3. Build
    Physically fit, not overly toned or muscular.
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    True Neutral


Hello, my name is Daniel Fletcher, or Danny to those who know me. I'm a twenty year old white British male with a very calm temperament and my reason for ending up in Chernarus at the time of the outbreak was largely down to bad luck. I was born in England, to a fairly average family in terms of wealth and success. Once I was of age I began attending the local comprehensive school, excelling in subjects that were of interest to me and just scraping by in the others. While attending school I developed an interest in my own species capabilities when faced with a survival situation. I developed this interest through my obsessive watching of the various survival programmes available on TV and always wondered how I would fare when in a similar scenario. In my spare time I would try to re-create the conditions of instances like this by going out to the local forest occasionally with friends; we would bring limited supplies and try our best to do the basics: fire, shelter, food and water. To gain better insight in this field I also joined up with our nearby Scout group so that I might fill the gaps in my knowledge. All of these things at the time though were all just hobbies, things to for fun and to pass the time. Nearing the end of my schooling I managed to get past the exams and found myself being thrown out into the wide wide world, unsure of what to do next. My first priority was some sort of income so that I could get by. I quickly got myself employed by a local manual labour firm, which was fine at the beginning. Although after two years in what was now seeming like a dead end job with no real progression, I felt like I needed to get a little bit more out of life, experience things, places and people. For the past two years I'd been saving up, I didn't know what for but I knew that it might come in handy. I decided to quit my job, take what money I had and go travelling somewhere abroad. I'd heard about a place in Eastern Europe that had attracted quite a bit of publicity in the past and the name had always stuck with me “Chernarus”. I researched it a fair amount, it had been in the news because of a destructive civil war that had dealt some serious damage to the country, but from recent reports it appeared to be well on the road to recovery. Chernarus, I noticed, was also well known for its many coastal cities, countryside and various medieval ruins. I felt that it would be ideal for the first place to visit on my travels. I packed a large bag and booked a flight to Miroslavl airport for 25th April. The day arrived and I headed toward the airport to get on board my flight, I'd booked to stay in a hostel in Berezino along the north east coast of Chernarus. I was planning to use this as my hub to explore from as it was quite close to some of the things I wanted to see first. The flight took around eight hours, for most of which I stayed awake, excited about what I might experience. When we touched down I did my best to interpret the signs, locals and just about everything else. I hadn't taken into account my complete lack of knowledge when it came to the language. I found my way out of the airport, then managed to hail a taxi and after repeating the word Berezino (which I probably didn't pronounce correctly) multiple times, the driver seemed to understand and we began making our way there. The journey seemed to take forever, once we arrived, I tried to pay the driver and ask for directions; but he drove off almost as soon as the money reached his outstretched palm. I spent an hour or so walking around until I finally came across the hostel I'd booked to stay in. It was cheap and simple, which were both good for me, one room, one bed, one locker. I checked myself in, put my things away and got my head down to rest. Things from then on went relatively smoothly for a while, I travelled around the area seeing some of the sights and tourist attractions. Interacting with locals and attempting to learn some of the language became a regular occurrence. I befriended a railway worker by the name of Archie Sullivan, he was British like me and hadn't been here for too long either, he was working on restoring the tracks along the coast nearby. We occasionally met up for a drink and helped each other out with getting used to our new environment. There were some things in the news about extremism and violence that went on in the coming months and soon enough martial law was declared, but I'd come to Chernarus for something different, primarily to broaden my mind and I was not going to let it bother me. At least that's what I thought. As it turns out, It was going to bother me, on the 10th July according to news broadcasts the Russians and Chernarussians were back and forth attacking one another near the border and there were reports of strange attacks happening near Severograd to the west. Everyone in the whole region seemed increasingly worried and on edge. I tried not to think about it and just stay in and around Berezino, somewhere I at least partially knew. I hoped I'd be safe there, I was wrong. On the 12th I awoke to the sound of mass screaming coming from what seemed like every direction. I decided to hide, preparing for the worst. Two weeks later and I realise now that the fighting between the two countries was the least of my problems, the least of anyone's problems. The real threat came from the plague that swept across the country infecting everything in its path, stemming from the strange attacks I'd heard about on the news that went regrettably under the radar at the time. I didn't know how the illness spread, all I knew was that I wasn't infected yet. It was horrific, like living in one of the horror movies I'd seen as a kid. The infected biting, ripping and devouring anything in their path making survival extremely difficult. I managed to scavenge supplies to keep myself going while attempting to stay well out of the way of any in my path. This is where I am now, struggling to survive, cut off from the rest of the world, looking for anyone willing to stick together to make it through this. I guess I'll keep going, in hope of finding salvation somewhere...




Time played: 6.1 hours

Total wounds: 0

Total deaths: 0

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