From Scrapper-
Character Bio: Dash Cooper
Age: 25
Sex: male
Height: 1.83m, approximately 6'
Weight: 75kg, approximately 165lbs
Eye color: blue
Hair color: black
Hair length: Lengthy, to neck
Build: athletic
Tattoos: None
Scars: several bullet and laceration scars on chest and back, a few faint scars on face
General Statistics:
ST: 6
PE: 7
EN: 8
CH: 6
IN: 7
AG: 7
LK: 4
Experience:
-Technician-rated in Vault-Tec systems and machinery
-Completed standard Vault security combat training
-Additional combat training in Aikido and Krav Maga virtual opponent simulations
-Five years experience living outside the vault, proficient in wilderness survival and agriculture
-Some combat experience dealing with raiders, gangs, and assorted human riffraff, but for the most part has only dealt with wild animals
Background:
Born into the prosperous community of Vault 8 (later known as Vault City), Dash's life had a much better outlook than most people in the wasteland. He was afforded regular meals, education, and the safety of living inside one of California's most advanced security grids. Everything looked promising for Dash as he joined the ranks of the new city's security force; he was even engaged to the daughter of a well-respected medical officer.
But Dash's future of blissful ignorance about the outside world was changed when refugees began to arrive at Vault City's doorstep. In their years of isolation, Vault City's community had grown xenophobic and fearful of outsiders. The refugees were accepted at first, reluctantly, but after several instances of communicable diseases being transmitted to Vault City citizens, the outsiders became social pariahs. Dash, however, had come to know several of the outsiders through the course of his guard duties, befriending several of them. The stories they told of adventure in the harsh wilderness enamored Dash with a sense of longing to see the outside world. He volunteered for scouting missions, trying to see beyond the city walls, but never managed to get beyond a few kilometers past the city limits. He realized then that he was trapped in the same place he had called home.
Trapped or not, it was still home. He had a career, a purpose, and a family to think about.
While he dreamed about the outside, tensions began to rise between the outsiders and the citizens. Eventually, violence broke out after several outsiders tried to scale the walls of the city. On duty at the time, Dash was ordered to fire upon the outsiders, and upon refusing he earned himself a discharge from the security force. He was placed in solitary confinement within the lower levels of the vault for several weeks after the incident, where after much deliberation, he decided to study as much information on wilderness survival and agriculture as possible. He knew that Vault City was no longer his home, and he wanted to be prepared for when he would leave. It wasn't long after his release that he gathered necessary equipment and slipped out of the city in the middle of the night. He never looked back.
For the next five years, Dash went on to make an existence for himself living in relative seclusion. He went south, drifting from town to town doing odd jobs in exchange for food and shelter. His travels eventually took him to the Hub, in the aftermath of a horrific battle between two heavily armed forces.
