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Gender: Male

Age: 25
Country: United States

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November 27, 2019


12/01/2019 06:53 PM 

Oliver De Jong

Name: Oliver De Jong (The Young)

Age: 23

Height: Five feet, eleven inches tall

Weight: One hundred and ninety five pounds

Eye color: Brown

Hair color: Dark brown, nearly black

POB: Albany, New York

Current Residence: Des Moines, Iowa 

Ethnicity: Dutch

Occupation: Graveyard Attendant / "Clean up crew"

Likes: Sundays, Fresh air, Peace and Quiet, Apples, Fire

Dislikes: His Job, Undead, Loud noises, Darkness, 

Personality: Quiet, soft spoken, to the point in most cases


Oliver was born to an auto mechanic, his father, and a flight attendant, his mother. Childhood was spent most of the time with his father, helping around the shop, while his mother traveled across the united states. By the age of fourteen, the economy took a turn for the worse, costing his father employment. To make matters worse, his mother ran out with another man shortly after, leaving only Oliver, and his father. Eventually, the house was lost, and the two soon lived in an apartment complex.

Working all through highschool, Oliver took up a job at a graveyard, working as a cemetery attendant. With money always an issue, he took up a nasty habit as a grave robber. By 18, he was on average cracking open a coffin a week, taking anything valuable. Most of the items were gold, and jewelry. He kept his grave robbing a secret, not wanting the ire of his father, with their constant bad luck mixed in.

Bad luck would soon catch up with him, as one night in particular, he was caught. Not by the living, but the undead. It turned out, the dead began to rise one night, and the cadaver in the coffin he was cracking open, decided Oliver would be a good snack. To his luck? Someone else was there that night. An older gentlemen, named Lloyd. The dead were all over the cemetery, and Lloyd was there to "clean things up".

Oliver had no choice but to help. From dusk till dawn, the two dispatched the undead. Lloyd had other plans. He saw what Oliver was doing, and convinced Oliver to turn himself in, with the promise of "better opportunities" Turning himself into the authorities, Oliver spent three long years in jail, his father soon disowning a year into his sentence. 

By the age of twenty one, Oliver found himself standing outside of prison, with nothing more than the clothes on his back, and a bus pass. Someone was waiting for him. Lloyd. The two drove from Albany, all the way to Des Moines, Iowa. 

Oliver received an invitation to join a small time startup, a "clean up crew" that disposed of the undead. With no where else to go, he hesitantly accepts. To this day, he sometimes can be found in graveyards, and small towns alike, putting the dead, back to bed.  


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