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Guest WaltteriH

Name: Waltteri Häkkinen

Height: 184cm

Weight: 82kg

Hair: Dark

Eyes: Blue

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Excavator operator

Demeanor in Three Words: Hairy, Racist, Cunt

Reason in Chernarus: Business trip; buying a Komatsu 237es and shipping it back to Finland. [original as fuq]

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[sorry if it's a little long]

((OOC: Basing this of the idea Lewis (and I'm sure others) had of the maps being quarentined areas...should hold too many conflicts))

Name: Steven "Crux" Vardelle

Sex: Male

Age: 32

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye Color: Blue

Occupation: US Military Journalist

Weapon Experience: As a child he used to hunt with his father. Now days his rifle skills are rusty, but was trained in most side-arms as well as PDWs/SMGs.

Some character traits: Brutally honest - he's usually pretty straight forward, and isn't one you need to usually question twice. Small Arms - Isn't a big fan of carrying or using weapons bigger then most handguns or SMGs. Heroic - Often is know to go out of his way to help others in need. Hopeless romantic - The fewer women around, the more flattering he'll be to each.

Reason for being in Chernarus: Like most "Hard to believe" things, the governments are trying to keep all break-outs out of the media, and as America knows best, what better way to make the real seam fantasy...then making it into fictional books and movies.

Crux was well known for his skill with in-the-field journalism, so the USA brought an idea up to the UN, and he was their best candidate. The Plan: Send in the journalist, have him meet everyone of fame and all clans with power in Chernarus, offering them all fame outside of just Chernarus, record it all in a journal, as close to novel as possible. On top of that, send him with an experimental vaccine as well, a test...and raises his chances of returning. Two birds one stone.

So with the large promised check, and a dangerous sense of adventure, Crux accepted the Job and was flown into Chernarus and dropped off, and not with much. The US and UN wanted him to come off friendly and hopefully help everyone realize his peacefulness before having any weapons for protection.

((As long as his full life plays out with him leaving Chernarus, the Journal/Novel will be published in full as a story thread once complete. If I decide he perma-dies before leaving...the icomplete rough-draft journal will be made a thread. Any characters who give him permission to use their names IC will be named/featured in the story, any wishing not to be named will be kept anonymous or have their name changed.))

DISCLAIMER: THE JOURNAL/NOVEL WILL BE RELEASED AFTER HIS LEAVING/DEATH, TO AVOID ANY METAGAMING IF DONE AS A WIP. I will hand write it in a small journal of mine, then smooth it out and write it up as a thread, by then, any info there-in should be rather useless.

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Name: Dmitry Hof

Age: 24

Height: 186 sm

Weight: 100 kg

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Gray

Occupation: Russia/Danmark

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Traffic engineer, UN consultant.

Demeanor in Three Words: Friendly, fearless, loyal.

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Name: Berko Rudo

Age: 23

Height: 5' 9"

Weight: 134 lbs

Hair: Black Beard / Bold

Eyes: Green

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Jobless and seeking immigration

Demeanor in Four Words: Beef and Pepsi, friendly, loyal,

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Guest Gavigan1995

Name: Abraham Gavigan

Age: 32

Height: 5' 10"

Weight: 75kg

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Brown

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Huntsman, supplied meat to locals

Demeanor in Three Words: Precise, calculative, good

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Guest TehGreekGamer

Name: Nikos Paparis

Age: 24

Height: 189 cm

Weight: 100 kg

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Brown

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Hitman

Demeanor in Three Words: Logical,Deadly,High

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Name: Mont Cowes (Not Cows)

Age: 32

Height: 6'3

Weight: 237 lbs.

Hair: Jet black

Eyes: Hazel

Pre-Outbreak Profession: International Journalist

Demeanor in Three Words: Cautious, honest, and determined.

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Name: Niclas Schmidt

Age: 20

Height: 194 cm

weight: 103 kg

Hair: blond

Eyes: blue

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Sergeant, leading education centre

Demeanor in Three Words: Friendly, trustworthy, friendly <3

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Guest CTurner3

Name : Christian 'Jasper' Turner

Age : 16

Height : 158cm

Weight : 76kg

Hair : dark brown

Eyes : green

Pre-outbreak Proffession : Free runner, Military student (just started before the out break)

Demeanor in three words : Friendly, Trustworthy, Stealthy

Reason in Chernarus : Was on a trip to a Russian army base with father who was a colonel and mother who was the lieutenant driver to have a look around before we started out official training.

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Well, I created this one as the main bio for my character, and planning on sticking to it. I hope it's alright that I'm posting something a bit longer than the regular forms on this thread. Enjoy.


Name: Blake "Semiazas" Weiland

Age: 30

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 194 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Black

Pre-Outbreak Profession: US Marine Lt. Col., Covert Ops Operative

Demeanor in Three Words: Resilient, Loyal, Obsessive

My name is Blake Weiland. And I'm a survivor.

I wish I could start my story by saying "I was born to a family of two dedicated parents and lovely siblings", but I was not. I was the only child. My mother was a Turkish government official when he met my American father, who was a military officer while they were both stationed at a NATO base in Turkey. Although my old man was nothing but trouble, he had the looks to have picked up my mother's kind of a woman; kind, caring and fragile. Long story short - theirs was only a fling, a fairly short marriage. A reckless one. I was the result. Almost right after when my mother gave birth to me, my 'dad' left me with her and took off.

22 years had passed. I had arrived in the US 4 years ago, to study English Literature at Darthmouth College, and now I was a graduate - holding my newly earned diploma, walking in between my 'proud' parents. They had never gotten back together - this was a one-time, celebratory occasion. My mother had helped me get to that point, all by herself. She had worked hard to provide me with an honest way of life. She had succeeded. Yet, there was one thing I was not honest to her about. My study at Darthmouth was almost entirely from off-campus. Because, I had been taking private, serious military training off the radar - courtesy of my long-lost father: Vice Admiral Zachary Weiland of United States Navy.

Time moved very fast, I have been feeling like I missed out on life. It was many years later from my graduation. So far I had been holding a Lieutenant Colonel's rank in USMC - on paper. Perks of having good relations with the high command, thanks to "Zach". In reality, I was part of an elite covert ops unit, working mainly for CIA. It was called The Grigori, "The Watchers". Since I was the commanding officer in field, the callsign assigned to me was "Semiazas": name of the 'leader' of The Grigori. I always thought it was way too cheesy for my superiors to name a band of very highly trained killers and counter-intelligence officers after 'fallen' angels of Enoch; a disgrace to their own kind. Were they expecting us to fall like those angels? Because, that is exactly what happened in Chernarus.

Eight months ago, I received an e-mail from a fellow Darthmouth graduate - Dr. Saleen Argent, one and only daughter of US Ambassador Hal Argent in Chernarus. Saleen was a biochemist, working for CDC back in the States. She was on vacation, visiting his father in the capital, Chernogorosk. The e-mail seemed like a friendly "what's up" at first look, but towards the end - all of a sudden, it turned into a serious request for help. Attached, there was a file of vague scraps of info about a 'vaccine project' by the Chernarussian government, and his father was funding it. She was saying that if what she managed to interprete from those files was even a tiny bit possible, it meant that the project could be classified as a bio-weapon, not a vaccine. She knew me as a USMC Lt.Col., and thought I could relay this information to the "authorities". I was not sure what to think, or about passing it through my immediate supervisors, some of them were close friends with the ambassador. So I broke the chain of command, carried it directly to the top. The way I did it was not welcomed by command, and it took them two months to properly act. They sent me - only me - undercover, as a part of the security detail for the ambassador. My mission was to confirm the existence of the bio-weapon, acquire a sample, destroy the rest, protect and extract Dr. Argent out of Chernarus.

It was not long before my cover was blown. Apparently, one of the ambassador's 'friends' in CIA had ratted me out to the ambassador. He sent his entire security force and a dozen CDF soldiers to my quarters to have my apprehended. They put me in a fortified, escape-proofed cell in which I was kept for months, unaware of anything and everything going on in the World.

And one day, it started. I woke up to the sound of explosions, gunfire and screams. My two 'guard dogs' looked terrified, yet they were still holding their positions. At first, I thought it was US Military or UN - finally realizing it was time to take drastic measures. But it was not them. It was something else. I could smell something "rotten" in the air. The guards received a radio transmission, commanding them to tase and restrain me, in order to be moved into another part of the facility for 'the procedure'.

...Those two idiots. They should've known that it takes a lot more to drop someone like me. If they they had done their jobs, Saleen Argent could still be alive...

As soon as they thought that I was down, they opened the cell and entered. I made my move, killed them both. Made my way out, avoiding or killing the guards whenever necessary. Found Saleen at the lab, working on 'Agent Z', at gunpoint. After 'removing' her guards, we took the chopper stationed on the helipad of the lab. She was trying to explain things without even catching her breath, repeatedly saying "My father let it out, he wanted this to happen!". It only made sense after we got airborne: Chernarus was burning. People were attacking each other using their bare hands and... their teeth. Apparently, the CDF was almost overrun by civilians. But why? Why would people run towards tank cannons and machine guns as they fired upon them, what kind of bio-weapon would make human beings do that? Saleen was mumbling about things I was not qualified to understand. As she saw the look on my face, she decided to dumbify it to a single word: "Zombies."

Just when I started laughing hysterically, something hit the tail rotor. I was losing control and coming in hot for a crash landing. The last thing I heard before hitting the trees was Saleen's voice, yelling, "There is a cure".

It's been a year since I was pulled out of the burning wreck by some locals, who were living in a house at a fishing village - somewhere relatively safe. Saleen was dead. All communication with outside world was lost. Now, I'm standing on the coast, with nothing but the urge of making this right. The people seem to think there is a new order now, a beast with many heads - military, militia, some vigilante groups, wannabe heroes, "The American" and the "walkers". But I know that there is a cure. Saleen wanted me to know. She trusted me to keep on going. She had seen something in me, that I only realize at this very moment:

I, Blake "Semiazas" Weiland, am a survivor.

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Name: Azuran windrusher

Age: 16

Height: 5'8"


Hair: black

Eyes : brown

Pre-outbreak profession: extreme video gamer, fisherman

Demeanor in three words: quiet, unpredictable, hopeless.

Journal: I barely made it out alive. My family made me go to russia for some "fun" learning. I really hope they didn't mean getting nearly killed by zeds. Luckily I heard of the USA shutting into lockdown. The group I was with is somewhere trying to survive. I wonder if they still are doing a game night. Well, my father always said be prepared for anything, but I really think no one was ever ready for this.

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Name: Rafael Abd Allah

Age: 53

Height: 180 cm

Weight: 140 Kilo



Pre-Oubtreak Profession: GoatFarmer/Mechanic

Demanor in Three Words: Loyal,Religious and Optimistic.

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Name: Clayton Zane

Age: 27

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 190 lbs

Hair: Dark Brown

Eyes: Brown

Pre-Outbreak Profession: US Army Ranger, 75th Regiment

Demeanor in Three Words: Loyal, Determined, Honorable

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Hello Survivors, My name is Senator KICYORASS. I am a politician pushing for the United States to join the forces that are trying to eradicate the zombie outbreak. I have kept close watch on this situation. I can no longer sit idly by and watch you suffer. I must intervene. I will be inserted into your region to investigate firsthand what you are doing to stay alive. I will send weekly reports to the United States explaining my findings and I shall prove that you, in fact, are not savages but civilized people.Even if that means I must rid any wrong doers myself. I will not stand for bandits and savagery. My number one priority in ridding this fine land of is the un-dead. though, to do that I must first get rid of the worst bandits of them all...ENCLAVE. They claim to be good men that are sent from England and the U.S. but as far as I am concerned they are nothing more then rouge guns for hire. They constantly belittle all of the other survivors and dishonor the American and British names. They will be stopped, they will be prosecuted, and each and everyone of them will be sentenced to DEATH.

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Name: Kuzma Kovalevskaya

Age: 35

Height: 1.90 m

Weight: 95 kg

Hair: Black

Eyes: Green

Pre-Outbreak profession: Mercenary

Demeanor in 3 words: Cold,justice,brother.

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Name: Sasha Böhm

Age: 24

Height: 1.80 m

Weight: 73 kg

Hair: Blonde

Eyes: Amber

Pre-Outbreak profession: Translator, Guerrilla fighter

-Faith: Atheist but considering Shinto.

-Likes: Reading, History, Geography, Videogames, Street Art, Philosophy, Literature, Black Humour, Bill Hicks, Epicurus, Photography, Documentaries, Vodka, Rum.

-Dislikes: Fascism, Capitalism, Racism, Discrimination, Trash TV, Hypocrisy, Arrogance, Gerarchical Religions, Fish, Tackiness, Democratic People's Republic of Korea, People's Republic of China, State Capitalism.

Born in Kaliningrad, Russia, in 1990. Older than his brother, he is the son of an austrian/czech writer and political activist (his father) and an interpreter/translator (his mother). He has lived with his family in Kaliningrad for the first 13 years of his life. At that age, the whole family moved to Vienna, the father's birthplace. There, he attended a Language High School, thus studying and becoming fluent in Italian, English and Spanish, in addition to his native languages, German and Russian. In Vienna he had his first experience of Street Art. He has lived in Florence, Italy, for 3 months, where he studied. He has served in the Chernarussian Movement of the Red Star (ChDKZ) during their insurgency in Chernarus, in order to establish a Socialist State. He defected after witnessing several atrocities perpetrated on innocents, and had some contact with NAPA units for some time, until the differences in objectives and ideologies became unbearable. He was still in Chernarus when the outbreak took place.

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Name: Dr. James Hall

Age: 23

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 200 lbs

Hair: Dark Brown

Eyes: Brown

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Field Medic

Demeanor in Three Words: Tactical, Trustworthy, Precise

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Name: Carl Prince

Age: 29

Height:6' 2"

Weight: 150 lbs

Hair: Blonde

Eyes: Blue

Pre-Outbreak Profession: US Marine, Mental patient

Demeanor in Three Words: Crazy, Unpredictable, narcissistic.

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My First try at a Chernarussian Charrachter


South zagoria Priests of Towns Novy Sobor,Gorka,Berizino,Krasnostav,Gvozdno

Name: Dmitry Bezmenov

Age: 31

Height: 1.78 m

Weight: 75 kg

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Blue

Nationality: Chernarussian

Pre-Outbreak profession: Priest, Guerrilla fighter,

Faith: Christian (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Political: Theocratic Meritocratic Fascism

Likes: His Country, Hunting, Camping, Gardening, Nature, Honesty, Traditional women, Cows and Dogs, Hard working people, Humble people.

Dislikes: Communists, People who rob, City people, People who mistake him as Russian cause of his accent,Loud loud noises, Sheep and some Horses, Alchohol, Drugs, Liars.

Peronality: He is a Humble and verry Honest person who puts the truth infront of everything. He loves his people alot and has an iron will to defend them and his culture and country wich he sees as his National duty as his forefathers did so for him and so he will too for his children. He can get along with everybody even if they are from the things he hates he has alot of self controle and doesnt judge a personality on the group but he does judge a group on the group.

Demeanor in Three Words: Honest,Protective,Traditional

Backstory: Dmitry Bezmenov was a East Orthodox Priest of the Berizino Church who was a weapons smuggeler and guerilla soldier for the Chernarussian National Party (NAPA) in the Civil war of Chernarus.

When the Chernarussian Movement of the Red Star did a coup d'état against the Chernarussian government he and the rest of the old Loyalists had to go underground to protect themself at the ChDKZ came to power as the new govement.

He was part of several bombings,Assaults,sabotage operations and so on the cripple the ChDKZ while staying underground. After a while the United States came into action in our country with the U.S. Marine Corps' Force Recon who eventually behind enemy lines United the remaining the Chernarussian military (CDF) with National Party (NAPA) guerillas. After a while the ChDKZ made a false flag attack in Moscow killing dozens and wounding hundreds more. The ChDKZ gave the blame on NAPA wich resulted into Russian intervention and US withdraw by proposes to the United Nations Security Council.

During the intervention he got captured by the Russian as a POW and put into a workcamp south of Russia. The war ended while he was prisoner and didnt get released direct for attemped bombing on a Russian troop convoy wich is lifelong prison.

After a while we all got released as the gaurds sed that they were needed somewhere else as nobody else of the prison camp knew what was going on so we all just went are own way where we would be free again as he went traveling back to his homecountry. He still thought Russia and the ChDKZ were active in his country so he prepared to contact his fellow rebels of NAPA to help fight with them again, He has traveld along the wonderfull and harsh wildernis of east Asia untill He came back to civilisation.

He out of shock has discoverd that the situation had changed dramaticly! The people became all crazy and Highly Agresive like they suffer from rabies. He thinks its a Biological weapon made by the Russian goverment or the ChDKZ wich got heavily out of hand. He then tried to find the other remaining NAPA forces where he suddenly came acros a group of russians.

They were called the Independent Soviet Opposition Armiya. They were Russian but had the same ideals as NAPA and were also Fighting against the remaining Russian govermental troups that are still here. As they share the same interests as me ive decided to join them in the fight to get my country back and help them remove the corrupt forces of the Old Russian Goverment.

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Name: Caoimhe (Kee-va) Whelan

Age: 22

Height: 5'5"

Weight: 130 lbs

Hair: Shaggy mid-length, Auburn

Eyes: Steel Grey

Nationality: Irish/American

Pre-Outbreak profession: Veterinary student

Demeanor in three words: Reserved, benevolent, contemplative

Brief summary: Once a young woman on the verge of finding herself in society, now a child of fading, optimistic determination striving to survive in Chernarus' wilderness.

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Age: 32

Height: 6'2" (1.88 m)

Weight: 195 lbs (88.5 kg)

Hair: Dark brown

Eyes: Hazel

Nationality: American of Hawaiian descent

Pre-Outbreak Profession: USAF Pararescue Ret. (medic/pilot - HH-60G Pavehawk),

BlueShark Security and Defense

Demeanor: Cerebral, pensive, humble

Faith: Catholic

Political: No comment

Likes: Reading, traveling, technology, theology, sports, exercise and nutrition,

serving, outdoors enthusiast, documentaries, nonfiction

Dislikes: Injustice, arrogance, immaturity, apathy, complaining, negativism,

egocentrism, laziness, and mushrooms

Reason of visit: Chernarus: "So that others may live."

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Name: Dr. Sandra Kim

Age: 41

Height: 5' 3"

Weight: 134 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Trauma Surgeon

Demeanor in Three Words: Determined, travel-weary, temperate.

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Name: Aleksandr Gryzlov (Russian: Александр Грызлов)

Age: 34

Height: 1.87 m

Weight: 92 kg

Hair: Brown.

Eyes: Bright Green.

Nationality: Russian

Pre-Outbreak profession: Security Consultant at 'F. Razumovskiy Law Firm', Military Contractor.

Faith: Christian (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Political: Couldn't care less. Holds no allegiance to any side. This is in spite of his involvement during various regional conflicts, including Chernarus, while serving in the Russian Army.

Likes: Justice, Fairness, Simple People, Veterans, Humble People, Animals.

Dislikes: Arrogance, Patronizing, Sadists, Nosy People, Spoiled People, Liars.

Personality: Most definitely suffers from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. He is quiet, usually keeping to himself. Is exceptionally calm, even in heated situations. Has his own concept of justice, which he feels very strongly about. Can often seem callus or indifferent. Prefers the company of animals over people.

Demeanor in Three Words: Calm, Quiet, Reclusive.

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Name: Tom Schwitz-Klokov

Age: 22

Height: 5' 7"

Weight: 180 lbs

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Brown

Birthplace: Chernogorsk, Chernarus (Raised in Leonardo, New Jersey)

Nationality: Chernarus/United States dual citizenship

Languages Spoken: American English, extremely basic Spanish, tidbits of Russian.

Education: B.A in Political Science, Rutgers University

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Hopeless college graduate with very little direction in life

Demeanor in Three Words: Good-natured, clumsy, talkative

Main Skills: Wit, fast learner, pop culture knowledge

Brief Background: After his American mother's divorce from Tom's Chernorussian father, Tom moved to New Jersey at the age of one and never got to know his father. His mother remarried and Tom grew up a particularly standard All-American kid. After graduating Rutgers University, Tom had no idea where he was going in his life, but decided he wanted to seek out his birth father (much to his mother's chagrin). Tom flew into Chernogorsk, the city of his birth and ended up distracted from his "journey" to find his father and took up the party life of drinking, sleeping around, morning hangovers followed by more drinking. This all crashed down when the first of the infected began to flood into Chernogorsk. Riots broke out and Tom was advised by his mother to leave Chernarus as soon as he could.

Upon arriving at the airport, the entire country quickly became quarantined and Tom had no way of leaving the country. Even the American government at the embassy had no way of helping him. Tom found himself on the many caravans out of Chernogorsk, trying to find a safe haven.

The only tools Tom had to survive postapocalyptic Chernarus were his wits, sharp tongue and luck.

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Name: Jordan Wiser

Age: 19

Height: 6'0"

Weight: 160 lbs

Hair: Brown-Blonde

Eyes: Blue

Nationality: U.S. Citizen

Education: Firefighter 1&2, HAZMAT Rescue, EMT, Ohio Basic Police Officer Academy

Pre-Outbreak Profession: Police Officer, Volunteer Firefighter/EMT, Army National Guard

Main Skills: Fast, dependable, knowledgeable, thoughtful

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