Character Name: Ron Williams
Age: 28 (1990)
Fatal Flaw/Defect: (Aggression): When he is provoked or lost his temper, shit will quite literally hit the fan.
CID: REVOKED
Physical Description:Ron is a 6'0 male with a medium build. He has short black hair and an 'experienced' appearance. Ron has a couple scars on his upper arms from beatings in the city, yet also has a major burn scar on his right leg he likes to hide. Ron usually wears a black leather jacket and a brown t-shirt underneath. He also wears blue jeans and brown hiking boots. He carrys around a dark earth rucksack which usually has water bottles poking out the bottle holders. There's a hook on this rucksack to hold his crossbow. There's a small quiver hanging off the side of the rucksack holding a good number of crossbow arrows.
Mental State: Feels alive and free. Still dreads what happened in the past.
Physical State: Healthy and well, for now.
Background: Ronald Williams was born and raised in Cambridge, England. He and his family used to go camping every second weekend in the summer months of the year. Rons father taught him all about making shelters, fires, and snares for catching animals as well as what foods to eat.
Ron, in his high school years, got into the sport of paintball, more so milsim paintball. He learned tactics for reconnaissance through his team and learned some combat tactics as well to stay out of trouble in the game. He befriended Dave Modern in high school and they were good friends till the war.
After Ron graduated, he went to St. John's College in Cambridge to go to firefighter school, learning about safety, evacuation, and rescue level first aid. He graduated from college a year after, joining the Cambridgeshire Fire and Rescue. He worked for the fire department up till the war. During his time of work, he pretty much became family of his co-workers. One day however in the summer of 2011, the fire department lost two of their boys while fighting a warehouse fire. Ron never forgot that day and what exactly went down.
After the war, Ron was put into City 45. About a year later, he escaped the city and the canals and stumbled upon a hidden cellar in the woods. In this cellar was tons of food and some hunting gear. Ron took a quiver, a handful of arrows, and a crossbow from the hunting stash. He stayed in the cellar till the dead of winter when he almost ran out of food. He filled his ruck with food and headed onward, into the mountains ahead.
Spoiler for Back Story Within:
Ronald Williams was born on February 2nd, 1990 to his parents Ellen and Robert Williams. He had one older sister, Sarah Williams who was only 2 years older then him. Ellen and Robert were both well-off with good jobs in administration. Ellen was the superintendent of the school division and Robert was the general manager for a number of superstores in Cambridge. They provided their children with healthy and educational childhoods.
During the summer months, after Ron was above the age of 10, the family would go camping every second weekend. Ron's father took him fishing and taught him all sorts of things about the wilderness such as building shelters and starting fires. He would take Ron for walks along trails where they would set up animal snares and look for plants and berries that could be used for food and medicine. Ron loved every bit of camping and it became a part of his summer lifestyle for many years to come.
When Ron got into high school, his little group of friends he was with got into paintball. He joined them and they were all interested in a milsim type of paintball. They would go out for weekends to paintball operations where they would play a sort of mission. It was just like camping, except there was no tent. Ron utilized his shelter making skills for his group. On the weekends they weren't playing paintball, they were practicing tactics for reconnaissance, infiltration, surveillance, and defense. They practiced combat tactics to give them an advantage in paintball games.
During his high school years, Ron became really good friends with his peer, Dave Modern. They pretty much did everything together from road trips to camping trips. Dave however didn't get into paintball. The two of them graduated high school together keeping their good friendship. They still went out to bars for drinks and went camping.
After high school, Ron attended St John's College for Firefighting and rescue. He studied many topics such as safety, evacuation rescue, and rescue level first-aid. He coasted through the relatively easy course and graduated a year later. He immediately applied for a position at the Cambridgeshire Fire and Rescue. After a good month of waiting, he finally got a job as a fireman. The guys he worked with on a daily basis eventually became more of a family then anything to him. Ron, loving his job and saving people, decided he would upgrade to search and rescue of the fire department, going into burning buildings to save the lives of the people inside.
One fateful summer day 2011, Ron and his co-workers were fighting a massive blaze at a factory warehouse building. Him and his SAR team were on the third floor of the building searching for any stragglers when a fire below them caused the floor to collapse. There were four SAR boys standing on the floor, however two of them fell directly into the blaze. Ron's pant leg was ripped open by a rebar piece, his leg was severely lacerated and burned. Ron's other co-worker who was still standing rescued Ron from the warehouse and Ron was immediately transported to hospital for treatment. He recovered a few weeks later from the injury, but was left with an ugly scar. His leg wasn't the only thing scarred. The loss of two of his co-workers and almost loss of his own life mentally scarred him for life. Ron suffered from post traumatic stress disorder from this ordeal.
After the war hit, Ron was transported to the City 45 populace. He and Dave were put in separate districts, thus never saw each other again. Ron listened and was pushed around by the combine for a good year and a bit. Eventually though, he got tired of dealing with the crap and got word of an escape route. He took this escape route carefully, using his reocnnaissance tactics from his paintball years. He made it through the canals and ended up in a forest. Whilst traveling through the forest, he discovered an underground cellar. Hungry and tired, he decided to go into the cellar to see what was in there. He found shelves upon shelves on non-perishable food items. He also found fuel, a generator, some beds and closet with hunting supplies. Ron decided to live in this cellar for awhile.
Come the dead of winter, the cellars food supply was very low. Ron decided it was time to move on and see what else was out there. He found a rucksack and filled it with as much food as possible. He stuffed 2 big water bottles in the side pouches, filling them with water from the ground pump. He went into the hunting closet and found a crossbow and some crossbow arrows as well as a small resealable quiver for these arrows. Ron took these items with him and ventured off toward the mountains...
Good leader, knows lots about safety, survival, and combat situations. Open to other people.
Weaknesses: Gets aggressive when anger sets over him. Infrequent cases of PTSD. Know-it-all about the stuff he thinks he knows.
Accent: Common English
Mannerisms: Likes to carry his weapon over his shoulder. Plays with items he may be holding in his hands.
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