whats your characters backstory?

[Red Lynx 23]

Wow, y'all got a backstory and everything and mine doesnt even have a name...

 

Y'all might take your characters too serious.

 

That or we're cursed with vivid imaginations. This video from Saints Row IV for example, that I created a female alien from an actual abduction story that took place in Brazil. AND! An alien with a Southern Drawl. Guess she learned our language after abducting a few Rednecks.

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Deviant Art sketch of the abduction:

fav.me/d2esycl

 

 

[LeakyLine]

Name: Dominic Boscoe

Age: 35

Origin: South Dukes, Liberty City

 

A Captain in a Liberty City biker gang, Dominic always had his cards laid out for him. Many near-death experiences awoke him while holding down the fort known as Colony Island with his crew. One day, He was notified that a couple of biker contacts on the west coast wanted a word with him-...so he flew out. Rest is history.

[RedSouls]

Name: Alexia "Lexi"

Age: 27

Origin: Unknown

 

Former partners in crime with Max White (My male character), she began making moves on a small town on the east coast alongside Max. When she gained enough money to move to Los Santos, she left everything behind including her friend and criminal career to start over due to unknown reasons. In Los Santos however she was contacted by Lester and Paige Harris who offered her a job for various heists jobs, an offer Alexia couldn't refuse.

 

 

2#

Name: Max White

Age: 29

Origin: Liberty City

 

Alexia's former friend. After Alexia's sudden disappearance on the east coast he was left to work with a lowly criminal, wanting to gain more, he moved to Los Santos in hopes of finding both a more "suitable work" and his former friend, Alexia.

 

I have way too much time lol xD

[Zerani]

My character is named "Meme" and thats about it.

[Frankie32]

I did this over a year ago, but I'm rewriting mine again. I often feel like I come up with a better one after I already posted one.

 

NAME: Marko Janković

AGE: 25

NATIONALITY: Croatian-American

BIRTHPLACE: Zagreb, Croatia, SFR Yugoslavia

BIRTHDATE: February 12th, 1991

THEME SONG:

 

 

Marko was born in Zagreb, Croatia, Yugoslavia on February 12th, 1991. During that time, Yugoslavia was on the verge of breaking up, and Croatia wanted independence. After Croatia declared independence in mid-1991, war broke loose in the country. Marko's father joined the newly founded Croatian Army to fight for his country. However, in late 1991, Marko's father was killed by Serbian forces during the battle of Vukovar, a city in eastern Croatia, which soon after fell to the Serbs. Feeling paranoid, Marko's mother left the country with him and immigrated into the US.

 

Marko and his mother settled in Broker, Liberty City. He lived here most of his early life. In 2005, Marko enrolled in high school. When he just started going, he was an introvert, often spending his time by himself alone in his room, playing videogames and listening to music. During high school, Marko met some kid called Jason, and they quickly became friends. Jason would change Marko's life. It was Jason who introduced him to rock, metal and grunge music. He showed him bands such as AC/DC, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Metallica, Nirvana, Iron Maiden, Black Sabbath, Megadeth, Pantera, Guns N' Roses, Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Pink Floyd, Thin Lizzy, Motorhead, Alice In Chains, System Of A Down... Marko was blown away by this 'new' music. He loved it so much he played it on full blast in his room all the time, pissing off his mother. Marko soon started hanging out with Jason and his friends, and soon started drinking and smoking pot. He went from a social outcast to an alcoholic and a pothead. After a while, he started playing guitar, and learned almost all of his favorite songs, eventually starting a band called Qathulu with Jason and two of their friends, Dave and Bill. Marko played lead guitar in the band.

 

In 2008, during their senior year, the band had played several gigs across bars and clubs in LC, and eventually started making a name for themselves in the underground music scene. However, the band soon started going a lot of coke. They started wasting all of their money just to buy coke. They dropped out of high school and were soon pulled into a life of crime, robbing convenience stores and pickpocketing. Marko was kicked out of his home by his mother. The band started renting a small apartment at some dump in Bohan, where they practiced and did coke. Their lives started falling apart. One night, Marko called his mother for help. She refused to let him back home, but she managed to convince him to go to rehab. The next morning, Marko told Jason that he was leaving the band, and soon left for rehab.

 

Marko spent five months in rehab. He returned to LC sober from coke, but he still drank and smoked pot. He started renting an apartment in Broker. After a while, he went to Bohan to visit Jason, Dave and Bill to see if they are doing ok. He entered their apartment to find the place completely trashed. He found Jason's dead body, with a pistol in his hand and a gunshot wound on his head. The sight changed Marko forever. Denying what he saw at first, he broke into tears. He never attended Jason's funeral, unable to cope with his death. After doing some research, he discovered that Dave ended up in prison, and Bill disappeared with no trace. After a long night of drinking at his apartment, Marko made the tough decision that he was done with making music, and had to continue with his life of crime, believing that it was the only way to keep going.

 

Marko spent the next three years pulling off small scores, such as robbing convenience stores, repossessing cars and smuggling. In 2011, he started working as a hired gun for the McReary family. While he worked for the McRearys, he met Derrick McReary, and did quite a few jobs for him. Impressed with Marko's skill, Derrick started working with him. They started pulling off major scores. In 2013, Marko, Derrick and a group of hired gunmen attempted to rob a large bank in LC. One night, as they were making the final preparations for the heist, Marko got the news that his mother died from cancer. She discovered that she had it while Marko was still in rehab, and has spent the last few months in a hospital. Marko decided to go through with the score anyway. A few days later, Marko, Derrick and their crew entered the bank to try and rob it. They managed to get the money. However, Derrick was killed during a shootout with the cops. This caused Marko to go on a rampage and kill dozens of cops, avenging Derrick's death. Most of the hired gunmen were arrested or killed. Marko managed to escape on his own and went into hiding.

 

While in hiding, Marko met a gangbanger called CT, who introduced him to Lamar Davis, a member of the Families in Los Santos. The two started talking on LifeInvader and became friends. Lamar convinced him to move to LS and continue his career there. A few days before he left, he visited his mother's and Jason's graves at a nearby cemetery to pay his respects, believing it was the right thing to do. The night before he left for LS, Marko received a message from an unknown number, telling him to meet up at his old band's apartment in Bohan. He soon arrived and entered the empty apartment. The unknown person revealed themself to be none other than Bill, Marko's old bandmate who had previously disappeared without a trace while Marko was at rehab. He told Marko that he's still addicted to coke, and that he and the band ruined his life. Marko decides to leave the apartment. As he has his back turned, Bill pulls out a knife and tries to stab Marko to death. However, Marko quickly turned around, disarmed Bill and stabbed him in the neck. As Bill fell on the floor, slowly choking on his own blood, Marko left the aparment, leaving Bill to die. His body was discovered two days later.

 

The next morning, Marko went to the LC International Airport and caught a plane to LS. Later that evening, Marko landed in LS, and met Lamar in front of the airport. The two got into his car. Lamar gave Marko a gun, and introduced him to the city. Marko would soon start working for some major players in the city, as well as robbing banks with some random people he doesn't know. He soon got rich and bought a luxury high-end apartment and a Zentorno. He's now living a better life, but he still can't forget about his past. Despite this, he thinks about the future, hoping to live his life to the fullest.

Edited March 21, 2016 by Frankie32

[Simply Logic]

Has crazy pot hallucinations

[brianblaze420]

I think this song describes my char best:

[Y3llowflash1]

Well, I'm in this roleplay clan and i do have a backstory for my character.

Gamertag:
Thedestoyer24

Name: Cooper Misalle

DOB: June 14th, 1992

Address: 2149 South Mo Milton Drive, Apt 31
West Vinewood, Los Santos, San Andreas

Gender: Male

Ethnicity & Country Of Origin: Caucasian (Italy)

Height: 6' 1"

Weight: 80kg

Hair Colour: Blonde

Eye Colour: Blue

Occupation: Post-ops

Biography:
In 1992, Cooper was born by his father Angelo Misalle & his wife Emilia. Cooper was an average kid at school but at home life was different. Growing in liberty city is not the best, Nor is it any better when your father is in a crime organization. However Cooper and his three brothers had an easy life, with their father being rich. They got what they wanted for Christmas, birthdays ect. It wasn't til Cooper turned 18 that he would be allowed any activity with The Organisation. "Misalle Famiglia".

They weren't a very big crime family, one thing they did have that other smaller family's didn't. Affiliations with the Forelli family. they both dealt drugs and weapons with eachother and had made a relationship, but they both had a common enemy  The Sindacco crime family.

However just because Cooper was the dons son did not mean special privileges. He started at the bottom. A soldato/solider. Soldato's are the muscle of the family. Cooper was considered untouchable as with all soldiers. If some wants to kill a soldier then they have to get permission. Cooper was a top hit-man and worker. Doing what he was told when he was told.
________________________________________________________________________________________

A few years pass...

Cooper and his father Angelo were headed to a meeting with the Forellis. When they arrived there were no cars. It was ambush. this was the main building of operations for the Sindaccos. Sindaccos appeared and opened fire Cooper was shot, but they had missed his vital organs, leaving him in bad shape. Coopers dad was struck and died of blood loss. Coopers last words were " Ti amo padre con tutto il cuore" or "I love you father with all my heart". After this cooper was rushed to the hospital. in 14 months he made a full recovery. But there was no one to take the wheel. The Misalle Family fell apart, quickly dispersing. The Sindaccos found that Cooper was still alive. They sent letters and threaten to kill him when an associate was told to meet him.

________________________________________________________________________________________

A year later...

Cooper left Liberty city along with his old self. He tried to change but crime followed him like a bad odor. although not conducting big crimes like he use to. He does work in between mafias as hitman for hire.

Edited October 18, 2021 by Y3llowflash1
Spelling Mistakes

[BatFerYou]

The crew that showers together, sticks together.

 

[SpecterBadger]

Redo - [updated 6/21]
Birth Name ~ Ryan Lee Kruger
Alias ~ Kyrious
Birth date ~ December 8 1984 (31)
Nationality ~ American
Hair Color ~ Naturally brown
Eye Color ~ Light Blue
Family ~ Danny Kruger [Father] Winry Walrik [Mother] Mike Malrik [uncle], Dylan James Kruger [Twin Brother]
Occupation ~ Classified 100111 011011001
Work History

 

Warning this knowledge is extremely dangerous to know
9th Organization, Division 4, Specter.

Location ~ Somewhere in San Andreas
Vehicle of Choice ~ FMJ, Thrust, other classified vehicles.
Appearance

Theme Song

 

BackStory- Whenever I stop being lazy.

Edited June 22, 2016 by SpecterBadger

[Setzaroth]

Name: Hydra Hill

 

Occupation: Sells Jet and Jet accessories

[Handsome Jack]

A business man, and prolific serial killer.

[TeammateHelper]

Wow, y'all got a backstory and everything and mine doesnt even have a name...

 

Y'all might take your characters too serious.

Dunno. I've been CEO since ever and now I even have an office to show for it.

[Truejsefan666]

Character Name: Mumsrmean

Age: 31

Backstory: Mumsrmean was a normal man, until the day he found the only member of his family still living. Or at least HAD still been living. Mumsrmean's brother was killed from two shotgun blasts. Mumsrmean called 911, but when the cops arrived, they said that they couldn't tell what kind of shotgun was used. They said a silencer was used. Mumsrmean was furious. He promised he would find the killer, and deliver them to the police. This was all 5 years ago. Mumsrmean has encountered the killer twice since then, but both times the killer got away. The first time, the killer was threatening to kill Mumsrmean's second brother, not knowing that Mumsrmean never HAD a second brother. He sent Mumsrmean a video saying this. Mumsrmean knew he never had a second brother, but didn't want a random citizen to die. Mumsrmean made his way to the killer's location, and, by throwing a crowbar, knocked the gun out of his hand, and the killer ran. Mumsrmean wanted to chase him, but he knew he had to make sure the citizen was okay. The citizen thanked Mumsrmean for helping, and said that he would help in bringing the killer to the cops. Mumsrmean was reluctant, not wanting an innocent civilian to die, but the citizen insisted. The citizen then told Mumsrmean his name, Sean. This encounter was 3 years ago. The other encounter was 1 year ago. Mumsrmean was driving around Sandy Shores with Sean, and they heard gunshots nearby. Taking out their own guns, the two got out and went toward the gunshots. They looked around a house, and Sean recognized the killer. Sean shot the killer in the hand, and the killer dropped his gun and ran. The killer had killed a man of 40-45 years old. The killer had shot the man over and over again, and was about to walk away when Sean had shot him. Sean then called the cops, saying what happened, but neither Mumsrmean or Sean arrested. The two have been looking for the killer since.

[Yardie Noh]

Yardie just a nigga from them streets of LC, had a stick up go bad and ended up wanted on some felonies. He knew a few people out in Los Santos who could help him out so he moved out that way. Thats when he met Lamar and Gerald, ended up doin some licks for them and makin him some quick guap, ended up getting a call from some guy named Lester one day. Started moving up and doing bigger and better jobs. One day Lester calls him and says he's got a heist for him to do. Yardie take one of his day 1 homies and hit the Fleeca bank, made out with enough money to buy a warehouse and start moving some real product. The rest is history fam.

[cairnschaos]

Mike, Ex SAS operative, gone rouge during a join op in the US. snapped due to PTSD and killed his entire squad and the FIB Noose team. Broken, shattered and afraid he turned to a life of crime in the city of Los Santos. Eventually becoming one of the most well known sellers on the black market.

[Angelababy16]

An empress who had to leave her kingdom due to a coup.. She then had to live as a peasant who constanly deals with the obstacles that's coming to her.. soon she became the most dangerous woman in los santos city yet she did not reclaim her throne. :v

[Devdevi45]

Name-Billy Bob

Age-26

Backstory-Billy Bob is The Biggest And the most dangerous President of all time. He Will kill anyone that disrespects Him He Is The President Of North And South Korea. He has The Most Strongest and Biggest Military on Earth People in his Country Called him a God Some Called him A Master At Peace. On A Sunny Day He Ordered His men to fly into San Andreas and Liberty City to Kill every Criminal Organizations So He can Take over The Whole West coast. He Demanded a Purge every year so the Rich can get Richer and the Poor can get Poorer. His Brother Donald Trump Wanted To build borders And Brainwash his Supporters while his Cousin Vladimir Putin was Getting Ready to invade Ukraine. After he invades Ukraine The NATO forces will Come in with war while China joins Russia then WW3 Starts after that's done The Houser brothers Won't Release a Simple Liberty city DLC Expansion pack (which was coming) But no they want to milk the sh*t out of online. -Billy Bob

[DangerZ0neX]

Name: Daniel Crown

Age: 23

Nationality: British-American

Origin: Liverpool, UK

 

Daniel Crown was a regular middle class kid who was the youngest-of-three child of a British car salesman and his American wife who worked part-time at Asda. He did well in school getting B's and A's and whatnot, his old hobbies were playing football and listening to a variety of music ranging from rock and world music as well as old-school hiphop and rap, he regularly frequented a Lifeinvader group that discussed music and artists. He had fantasy dreams of living in penthouses, driving supercars and classics daily while fashioning in extravagant clothing, but he knew that it was just a fantasy, or at least assumed it was.

 

After finishing highschool, his parents revealed that they couldn't afford to send him to any college and was stuck working with his dad at his showroom at the age of 18, he wasn't a fan of the dreary atmosphere that the showroom had nor liked ass-kissing customers to buy products. He would constantly look at his father, who was balding and chubby, drinking burnt coffee every morning at the same place wearing the same ridiculous and cheap tie, this isn't what Daniel wanted to be for the rest of his life.

 

A year passed since then, that's when he met three shady people who were apparently scoping the place for something worth stealing, Daniel caught onto their plans but was intrigued in joining them, he had decided to join them at late night raids of car showrooms around the city outskirts and parking lots to take them to the docks for export, the planning usually took weeks but was worthwhile and fruitful. Daniel quit his job and told his parents that he's moving out for a better job, his parents were surprised but understood that their son had dreams, even though he faked the fact that he was moving up north to Leeds and was actually still in the city robbing cars with his gang.

 

In late 2012, the group that Daniel went without him to rob a Grotti showroom that turns out to be owned by the Mafia, and unfortunately for them, the Mafia wasn't kind enough to let them out and tortured them before putting them to sleep with the fishes. Daniel knew that things got too hot for him to handle and he couldn't continue crime in the city, but sadlt that's all he knew what to do. At that same night, he visited the Lifeinvader music group to ease his mind with some music, that's when he met a man named Lamar Davis.

 

They hit off instantly, Lamar and Daniel talked almost daily about culture in their cities and various music artists and radio hosts, they formed a solid internet friendship. In early 2013, Daniel revealed to Lamar that he used to be in a car theft ring but it's no longer safe enough to continue that line of work in his city, it was then that Lamar offered Daniel to move to Los Santos for some work in the same business for more profit than selling hatchbacks or minivans with a right-side drive restriction.

 

Daniel planned and bought a ticket heading to Los Santos in April 2013, he had packed some clothes and belongings as well as a picture of his parents, he visited them that he was going to move to Los Santos for better lines of work. After a family dinner and goodbyes, he picked up his bags and headed to the airport for his plane to his new paradise.

 

As his plane touched down on LSIA, it had never crossed Daniel's mind that he'd be a top criminal, he didn't know that after meeting Lamar in person he would go through dangerous missions and stunts around the state to afford having easy access to the top %1, and if you had told him earlier that his fantasy will be his own reality, he would've laughed at you and called you stupid.

Edited August 31, 2016 by DangerZ0neX

[Brutal Trout]

Marko would soon start working for some major players in the city, as well as robbing banks with some random people he doesn't know.

 

Sorry but this is absolutely not credible.

[WHAT!?]

Name: Redacted

 

Redacted woke up and found himself on an airplane. He had no recollection of how this occurred but there was no way to end the trip. Confused he decided the best thing to do was to drink. He ordered a cocktail. When the plane touched down he found himself in a city on the west coast. Once he made his way out of the airport a shady fellow seemed to recognize him and motioned him over to his bomb ass hoopty. The shady fellow seemed to enjoy the sound of his own voice, as he would never shut the f*ck up. This encouraged Redacted to drink, heavily. He ordered a cocktail.

 

He was then given a gun and encouraged to race a stolen car. He thought it unwise to drive under the influence of such a powerful cocktail. However, he couldn't remember his name or indeed how he arrived at his current situation. He thought to himself that he may well have done this many times before. The uncertainty of it all began to trouble him. He ordered a cocktail.

 

Once behind the wheel he drove erratically and killed several people who just happened to be at the wrong place in the course of their day at the right time to become some sort of ridiculous bumper candy. The tragedy of it struck a cord. The shady fellow had a job for him. He wanted him to elevate himself, he wanted Redacted to clean up the streets. The shady fellow seemed to think it would lift Redacted's spirits if he could sort himself out amongst some positive variables. Redacted was once again given a handgun and told to "pop a cap" (to use the parlance of our times) in the ass of some fool holdin' on the corner. So Redacted did as he was instructed. With the big homie laying dead on the street he began to feel much better about himself and who he might be. After all, the world had to be a better place now cleansed of such a poisonous influence. He decided to celebrate. He ordered a cocktail.

 

The next job the shady fellow would provide him landed Redacted at a real cross roads. He needed to rob a liquor store. The liquor store owner was the purveyor of many fine cocktail accessories to the people of the city. Legal substances that helped to numb the pain of the day to day. The liquor store owner also sold cigarettes. Redacted knew the Surgeon General had a thing or two to say about the dangers of smoking. Redacted felt betrayed. That liquor store owning son of a bitch was playing both sides of a street called morality. Redacted held up the liquor store. While doing so, he had a cocktail.

 

Redacted never did discover the truth of who he was. He is a man with no past, and they way he sees it no future. He does what he must to survive in a world that he does not understand. To cope with the uncertainty, he orders a cocktail.

Edited August 10, 2016 by WHAT!?

[ProKiller93]

Name: Bill

Just one guy from Texas who went to LS to f*ck sh*t up

[Murder Inc]

Name: N/A

Born: N/A

Birth Place: Miami, FL

 

Growing up with a small time gangster father he always had dreams of expanding a criminal empire and doing big and beyond for his families solidification into criminal history. Once in his twenties he realized that there was no way to move heavy amounts of narcotics in Miami without coming up on the Cartels radar and selling in their territory. He then comes to the conclusion that nobody but petty gangs have a lock on LA, and with a supply of drugs - all the rich junkies would come to buy. Soon after finding connects in LA (LS) he made his way over and started his empire. At first it was hitting convenience stores, taking the money, and the booze and selling it to the alcoholic bums for a cheap price. Profit is profit, right? He made some money, got himself cleaned up, nice suits, jewelry and started working hitman jobs. Slowly overtime he moved up in the ranks of assassins in LS and became known as the soon to be, underworld syndicate. Taking out all opposition while working jobs for already solidified organizations, he made his money and got out of that business. By then he was already living in the best penthouse in LS, driving top sports cars, and hanging out with the rich celebrities. He made moves on his own operation. He began moving his own product through downtown Los Santos along with other items.

 

Fast forward a few months later and this guy is now known has the top underworld boss in Los Santos. He runs EVERYTHING, the docks, downtown casinos, night clubs, you name it and he runs it. Every cop is in his pocket and if they won't take his money then take his bullets. His crime family is still expanding over the city along with removing the gangs out of power in the lower class areas. He owns houses, apartments, penthouses and all he wants is more. From the bottom of society to the most notorious gangster in Los Santos. From the guy who received the contract, the the guy that orders them.

 

 

 

Hope this wasn't such a bad read. I don't really think like this I just wanted to write something up because the topic sounded pretty interesting. Excuse if I have any bad punctuation, run on sentences, or sentences that just don't fit because I rushed this super hard. Thanks!

[Tonguegirl]

Second Character. Rank 58.

 

Name: Zaitan Mavlov

Age: 26

Birthplace: Albania.

 

Former mid-level member of the main crime family in Albania, forced to assassinate his former bosses and all of his associates after they tried and failed to execute him for his ‘unorthodox’ social life. Being gay does not sit well with underworld figures and is punishable by death. However, having wiped out over 100 members of his own organisation he had opened the door for the nearest rivals. He was now ‘Kingmaker’.

 

Despite being feared and begrudgingly respected in his native country, he can never return. Rules of the underworld will not tolerate his kind so he remains an outcast and solo warrior. Having moved to Los Santos to take care of ‘unfinished business’, he now spends his time murdering for fun. He has no qualms about killing the innocent but derives pleasure when executing high ranking members of crime syndicates.

 

Zaitan lives a relatively spartan life, he has no need for flashy cars or apartments though he does like to dress smartly and takes care of himself. Now free of the oppression that surrounded his early life, he wears his eye-make up with pride, part freedom of expression, part antagonism to others. Despite his feminine appearance, Zaitan is not to be trifled with. In the six weeks since moving to Los Santos, he has been responsible for 7362 murders. 606 of these kills have been the ‘unclean’ members of the city who must be eradicated, the rest are ‘nobodies’.

 

He is currently enjoying a much needed holiday, but is already planning his next assault on Los Santos. You have been warned.

Edited August 10, 2016 by Tonguegirl

[Dr Labuschagne]

NAME: Alexa Petrosniaskovidge

 

NATIONALITY: Russian

 

DATE OF BIRTH: 7 July 1992

 

GENDER: Female

 

AGE:29

 

ORIGIN: Благовещенск/ Blagoveshchensk

 

BUILD: Semi-Athletic

 

HAIR: Dark Grey 

 

DISABILITY: Albimisim 

 

EYE COLOUR: Hollow Grey

 

SKIN FACTOR: 3

 

HEIGHT: 5.2

 

WEIGHT: 106 Kg

 

MENTALITY: Precise,Unstable and Controlled

 

EDUCATION: Alekseevskaia Womens' Highschool

 

SUBJECTS: Russian,Italian,Ukrainian,Japanese and English Literature. Mathematics,Quantum Physics and Biology

 

SUCCESS RATE: 100%

 

TETIARY EDUCATION: Blagoveshchensk

State Pedagogical University

 

STUDIED: Psychology,Advanced Mathematics, Quantum Physics, Information&Technology, Ballistics, Zoology and Psychology 

 

SUCCESS RATE: 99.6% (Boyfriend visiting)

 

OCCUPATION: FSB Field Operative 

Directorate "V" of the FSB Special Purpose Center: ECHO Counterterrorism unit 

 

Federal Security Service
of the Russian Federation - STUDIES AND OBSERVATION 

 

Foreign Intelligence Service of the Russian Federation: Bravo 2,4 Wetwork team 

 

MILITARY RANK/ HONOURS: *Redacted*

 

STRIKE POSITION: Pointman 

 

CALLSIGN: X-RAY 2,4

 

ENROLLED: 25 November 2003 (special development programme)

 

AGE: 12

 

NUMBER OF HANDLERS: 17

 

TRAINING REQUIRED: NONE

 

TRAINING RECEIVED: From Maternal Parents at age 5

 

POSITIONS: Assassination,Recon,Wetwork,Wheelman,Stealth Infiltrater,Operator

 

OTHER: Hacker and Spy

 

ABILITIES: Precision Driving, In-humanely Exceptional Marksmanship

,CQB Specialist,Multiple Lethal Marshal Arts Mastered,Parkour,Critical thinking,Seduction

 

SUCCESS RATE: 100% (Flawless)

 

ACCURACY: 95%

 

LAST WETWORK PARTNER: Unknown I.C.A Agent/ During Operation Amendment XVI

 

POSITION: Placed Weapon at pickup point (W2000 Custom Sniper Rifle) in Whitehouse

 

FINANCIAL BACKGROUND: Heavily Deprived - Highly Stable (Self-made)

 

SOCIALLY: Disturbingly Quiet and Socially Awkward

 

LAST WHEREABOUTS: Санкт-Петербург/ St Petersburg KGB Headquarters, Beneath the Зи́мний дворе́ц/ Winter Palace

 

Аэропорт Пулково/Pulkovo Airport

 

DEPARTURE: 30 September 2013

 

TIME: 12:25PM

 

DESTINATION: United States of America SA, LS

 

ARRIVAL:19:25PM

 

RESIDENCE: CONFIDENTIAL INFORMATION (For Authorised  FSB personnel only)

 

ENTRY CONTACT: Lamar Davis

 

OPERATION: Wolf Poltergeist

 

INVESTIGATION: Infiltrate Multiple Criminal Affiliations Till further orders are sent from superiors

 

 

Edited September 29, 2021 by Dr WGA Labriskagni

[HeistsActivist]

Not gonna disclose any pictures or much info.

I don't need feds on me.

 

All you need to know was that I was born and raised in Los Santos, San Andreas

and was gonna be a sports superstar in my freshman year at U.C.L.S. until I got into to many fights.

I'll tell you the story of the fight I got in that got me booted from the Bookworms sports teams and eventually the University of Los Santos cause of my attitude.

 

The U.C.L.S. Bookworms took the field against the Liberty State Spartans. I got down behind home plate and slipped my mask on. Maybe it's better that I stopped this because my knees would be screwed by now. Craig Larsen lifted his knee went into a windup and hurled the first pitch at my mitt. A fastball I suggested to him. The ball hit my mitt, strike one. I got up and threw it back to him. Larsen threw again. A pitch sailed past the batter but he swung anyway which resulted in strike two. He got angry and swung early at the next pitch and missed. The next time he came up to bat was in the 3rd inning. Larsen threw the first pitch of the AB and the d-bag swung. He hit it high to left field but before he ran he threw the bat back and it hit my mask. I got angry for this but decided to let it go since I didn't want to get kicked off the team. I'd been warned already. The coach told me because of all my fights as QB of the football team that I'd have one chance on the baseball team and if I screwed up then I was off the team. Back to the story though. This guy comes back to home plate because his ball went foul but when he chokes up on the bat he says "You liked the taste of my bat didn't you loser?" After he swung for strike two he had more

to say... "You gonna respond bitch, Your horrible at life" I passively told him to shut up.

Before the next pitch came he said "Why don't you make me fa**ot?" After he hit the ball foul he continued "Wanna hit me?"

 

I just went full rampage ripped my mask off and tossed my mitt aside and pushed the guy down and threw his bat to the side. He got up quick and punched me in the face and I came right back with a side jab and a sucker punch. I dodged his next attack and countered hitting him right in the nose. At this point coaches and teammates attempted to break the fight up but then one of my teammates heard Liberty States right fielder laughing. He pushed him down and that's when a 3 minute brawl occurred. Me and a few other guys were thrown out of the game and when the umpire got right in my face I punched him in the stomach. L.S.P.D. officers bombarded me and I got up to the dean and we had a talk. That talk ended with "Your off all sports teams and your kicked out of U.C.L.S.!!!"

I got 2 assault and battery charges and was let off easy. At this point I packed up and left Los Santos because I was tired of the humiliation of being ridiculed by people who knew I was kicked out of college. I moved to Liberty City for 4 years. I came back home because I missed it and someone I met on Lifeinvader persuaded me to come home because there were "opportunities" and that a true San Andrean like me didn't belong in Liberty.

 

If your interested and want to hear the rest of the story then hit me up with a private message. I don't want feds on me.

 

Oh and does anyone work with the IAA or fa**ots In Bed?

 

[SP33DTR4Pz]

 

Name: Redacted

 

Redacted woke up and found himself on an airplane. He had no recollection of how this occurred but there was no way to end the trip. Confused he decided the best thing to do was to drink. He ordered a cocktail. When the plane touched down he found himself in a city on the west coast. Once he made his way out of the airport a shady fellow seemed to recognize him and motioned him over to his bomb ass hoopty. The shady fellow seemed to enjoy the sound of his own voice, as he would never shut the f*ck up. This encouraged Redacted to drink, heavily. He ordered a cocktail.

 

He was then given a gun and encouraged to race a stolen car. He thought it unwise to drive under the influence of such a powerful cocktail. However, he couldn't remember his name or indeed how he arrived at his current situation. He thought to himself that he may well have done this many times before. The uncertainty of it all began to trouble him. He ordered a cocktail.

 

Once behind the wheel he drove erratically and killed several people who just happened to be at the wrong place in the course of their day at the right time to become some sort of ridiculous bumper candy. The tragedy of it struck a cord. The shady fellow had a job for him. He wanted him to elevate himself, he wanted Redacted to clean up the streets. The shady fellow seemed to think it would lift Redacted's spirits if he could sort himself out amongst some positive variables. Redacted was once again given a handgun and told to "pop a cap" (to use the parlance of our times) in the ass of some fool holdin' on the corner. So Redacted did as he was instructed. With the big homie laying dead on the street he began to feel much better about himself and who he might be. After all, the world had to be a better place now cleansed of such a poisonous influence. He decided to celebrate. He ordered a cocktail.

 

The next job the shady fellow would provide him landed Redacted at a real cross roads. He needed to rob a liquor store. The liquor store owner was the purveyor of many fine cocktail accessories to the people of the city. Legal substances that helped to numb the pain of the day to day. The liquor store owner also sold cigarettes. Redacted knew the Surgeon General had a thing or two to say about the dangers of smoking. Redacted felt betrayed. That liquor store owning son of a bitch was playing both sides of a street called morality. Redacted held up the liquor store. While doing so, he had a cocktail.

 

Redacted never did discover the truth of who he was. He is a man with no past, and they way he sees it no future. He does what he must to survive in a world that he does not understand. To cope with the uncertainty, he orders a cocktail.

 

Mathematics test:

 

Q1) How many cups of cocktail did Redacted order? (2 marks)

Edited August 11, 2016 by SP33DTR4Pz

[CurledLynx]

After what seemed like endless months of working as a driver for the Petrovic family he was absolutely tired and frustrated. For last couple of weeks he had been taking with one of Tavell`s friends, Lamar, through Lifeinvader. Lamar had been trying to convince him to go out to the west coast and help him with his plan of becoming "king of Los Santos", and although he did want to go and try his luck in another city, he had no money to get him there. A few more weeks passed and he finally thought of a solution.

His reputation as a loyal and competent driver had grown, but to get where he was headed he needed to be something else. While driving his boss to a restaurant and stuck in traffic, he asked if he could maybe be assigned a task that could get him out of a financial ditch. His boss smiled and said; "yeah maybe". Some more days passed and he has approached with orders and was told that if he did this correctly he not only would he be well paid but he would also be able to get into the higher ups good graces. He didn't want anyones good graces, only the money to get out of this sh*t hole and get to the next.

His mission was very simple, kill a lawyer that was formally in Petrovic`s pocket and go home. He followed the lawyer for about an hour until he saw an opportunity. The lawyer was walked out a restaurant and was waiting for his car, he creeped up behind him and pulled out a gun to the back of his head and fired.

The Petrovic family was happy and wanted him to continue on this path, but a few day after receiving the money he took off without a word to anybody else.

[WillShadow]

William Shadow was born in 1967 to an African-American farmhand and his wife in Northern San Andreas. Shortly after his birth, Williams' parents were killed in a confrontation between Police and some other workers at the secluded Braddock Farm. The farms' owner, Thomas Braddock, felt somewhat responsible for the young child's parents deaths and decided to adopt him as his own son.

The Braddock Farm was interesting place to grow up on, surrounded by all sorts of nefarious characters such as rebel hillbillies, paranoid hippies, and most notoriously, a local chapter of outlaw bikers called the Angels of Death. Williams' adoptive father, a World War II fighter pilot, was himself very much a part of the Western Motorcycle (Harley-Davidson Motorcycles) culture of the time, partaking in motorcycle stunt racing and hill-climbing. William grew very fond of Western Motorcycles at an early age, learning how to build, modify and repair them with the help of Thomas and his close friend and Angels of Death founder, Billy "Wild Bill" Bishop.

In 1984, after years of helping his adoptive father with his weed farm and hanging out with outlaw bikers he started to notice that some of the red-neck hillbillies from Grapeseed were not pleased with a black kid living on their turf. That's when the United States Armed Forces came calling, offering William a chance to get away from the farm and become his own man. Just before he was set to go off to basic training, A.O.D. founder Wild Bill with support from rest of the Paleto Bay Charter officially gave William his full patch, rewarding him for rebuilding his own Western Angel. Bill knew this black kid was a true "brother," and also saw that he had the grit and toughness to ride with the Angels, despite being the first African-American in the all-white Motorcycle Club.

William Shadow's time spent in the U.S. Military is shrouded in secrecy. After finishing basic training, Will volunteered for the U.S. Army 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment. He served as a pilot, flying Buzzards and Annihilators in several covert missions during the American-Australian War. During his first tour of duty William received news that his adoptive father, Thomas, and A.O.D. Club President, Billy Bishop, were killed in a plane crash in the Alamo Sea. He chose to remain with his unit, instead of returning to bury his father and his friend. When the war officially ended in 1992, William was honorably discharged from the Army after two tours of duty serving as a decorated pilot for 8 years.

Instead of going back to his home in San Andreas, William took a flight to Liberty City to make contact with the Charter President there and the Club's new main leader, Lester "Arnie" Arnold. William wanted to return to the Club but also wasn't ready to face the people that he grew up with. He asked Arnie's permission to patch over to the A.O.D. Nomads charter based in Canada. With the Club's approval, he moved up north to live the solitary life of a Nomad. For the next 20 years, William rode his steel horse from coast to coast, doing small time runs for the Club, never staying in one place for too long.

The Lost M.C. were the biggest rivals of the Angels of Death by 2008, and had shattered the Angel's Liberty City Charter. Although, after four years, both Clubs' were pushed out of L.C. due to pressure from the authorities and rivals. It was late 2012 when William heard that the Lost moved out to the west coast to set up a charter in San Andreas and pushed out or killed the few remaining members of the Angel of Death's first charter in Paleto Bay. Hearing this news made William consider returning to his birthplace to reclaim it for him and his brothers.

Near the beginning of 2013, William arrived at the Los Santos Airport with nothing but the clothes on his back, and met up with an online contact that was going to help him get set up in San Andreas. After settling in at an apartment in the city William took a bus up to his hometown, Paleto Bay, where his old Western Angel was being stored since he had left to join the military. The next thing William did was ride back to his adoptive father's farm, The Braddock Farm, to dig up a buried chest that was hiding some start-up cash and his first A.O.D. patch. With this small amount of cash and a few old friends, William "Big Will" Shadow revived the original Paleto Bay Charter and took the fight back to those that wronged him and the Club. The rise of the A.O.D. Paleto Bay Charter has been swift and savage, with the current Charter President, Big Will, at the wheel. The path ahead for the Angel's will be paved in the blood of their enemies, along the edge of their knives.

Edited August 17, 2016 by WillShadow

[Brian Grey]

Name: Jason Grey

Gender: Male

DoB:1986

place of birth: Algonquin LC

Home:Del Perro, San Andreas

Nationality: British, American

 

Description: Jason Grey is categorised as a disorganised-Asocial killer often acting on impulse.

Jason is seen to be a loner but is seen as very friendly and weird that people may say he is just misunderstood, Jason may say some really weird and odd stuff down to his bad social understanding that some things are inappropriate similar to Eddie Low from GTA IV. Jason hates social norms and having to be a certain way just to fit in a group that looks all the same, preferring to wear what he likes rather than the latest trend that most people follow.

 

In appearance he is a white male with brown hair and blue eyes

usually wearing tucked in dress shirts, with black or grey jeans

and cheap sneakers

Edited August 23, 2016 by Jason Grey