Post your character story!

[Kaze]

The title says it all, it would be nice to read some of your character's stories. I'll start with posting mine.


Liberty City -

It was a cold morning in the heart of Liberty City, the tension was building up for Kaze as he was getting ready to do the unthinkable. *CLACK* went the magazine inside the Deagle as Kaze inserted the Deagle on his waistline then covering it up on his $210 Armani silk shirt. Kaze had a wonderful life, he had everything until the Leone's came over and fucked everything up. This was the day that the bullshit stopped. At approximately 08 34, a white Mercedes Benz with modified rims and tinted windows approached the Leone enterprise HQ. Out came Kaze, walking into the headquarters, smiling to the elderly woman as she passed by. Kaze confronted the receptionist, telling her that he has a meeting with Enzo Leone. Luckily, Enzo's office was on the ground office, where it is very easy to escape. As Kaze approached the office door, he took deep breaths and extended his right hand to the door knob, ready to twist it anti-clockwise. The office door opened, Enzo turned his office chair at 90 degrees, immediately recognising Kaze's face. ''You son of a bad girl'' shouted Kaze as he approached Kaze's desk whilst pulling the Deagle. Enzo was too late to reach for his M4 so he dived to his right, and firmly pressed the 'SOS' button. The alarms wailed, the screeching of the vehicles outside, probably the Leones, was all to be heard. There was so much stuff that was going through Kaze's mind so he had no second thoughts and pulled the trigger. The bullet flew across the room, getting Enzo right on the neck. Kaze shot five bullets on the window nearby and just as he was about to jump out a group of men sprayed the direction Kaze was going, one of the bullets catching him on the thigh.

Kaze knew he was shot but the adrenaline kept him going. The tyres screeched, the white Mercedes disappeared into the distance. Kaze went home, took his belongings but just as he was about to enter his vehicle, a helicopter hovered over the perimeter of Kaze's house, where the M4 hit Kaze's bag which resulted in 1/3 of his savings flying everywhere but he kept the remaining money. The white Mercedes was seen abandoned at the Liberty City Airport with Kaze nowhere to be found. Liberty City PD caught up with the story and sent out a APB but by then he already left the state, jumping onto the next available plane Liberty City Airlines had.

San Andreas -

Kaze landed in Los Santos International.. he had a guy there called Marko. Marko is a well known fixer. Kaze handed over $200,000 ARD to Marko. Marko found him a house in a little town outside of Los Santos and a brand new Mercedes, both assets under a different name. Marko advised Kaze to visit Verdant Bluffs and approach the Corleone Mafia. After a brief discussion with the Corleone heirachy, he has been invited to the family. To this day, no one knows the history in Liberty City.


Last seen - pulled over to eat a pizza at Idlewood, Los Santos

[Leon.]

I wrote the character story in first person but never shared it- here's the rough condensed version:

Leon "The Butcher" Gvardia - 24 yrs old

Introduction

Leon was born and raised in Queens, San Fierro by Indica (Italian) and Cofiliano (Serbian/Russian) Gvardia. He's a smart and cunning fellow, one who could always think his way through the shittiest of circumstances. With his family's wealth he was able to receive higher education. When he was deemed ready by his father he joined the syndicate, where his cunning and ambition allowed him to rapidly rise through the ranks until he eventually became the syndicate's first ever Underboss to have earned the rank rather than starting with it. Over time however, indifference, depression, and drug use consumed him, diminishing his ability to fully contribute to Gvardia and eventually resulting in his demotion. The affliction continues to this very day.

The Butcher

    Leon was barely 15 when the Araatus Yakuza came storming in the Gvardia Family Residence.
    "Go, go, go!" Rapid footsteps sounded in the hall outside the door and on the floors above. Weapons could be heard locking and loading. The door to Leon's room opened, and a guard with body armor poked his head in the room. He called to Leon demandingly.
    "'Ey! Get up! We have intruders!" Leon sprung to his feet and shook off his sleepiness.
    Leon immediately knew what to do - the Don has a number of enemies who would love to kill his son, so a number of drills have been set in place. The guard walked into the room and took his body armor off, helping to fasten it on Leon. Within moments the guard was finished and closed the bedroom door behind him.
    Leon hid behind his bed out of sight from the door and reached under for his gun's lockbox, unlocking it and holding fast to his 9mm pistol as he waited patiently for the crisis to come to an end. Soon enough, the sound of windows being shattered and doors being broken in were followed by a barrage of gunshots and quick footsteps. The skirmish had begun.

     As the gunshots began to settle, the bedroom door was broken down. The familiar voice of Leon's father, Cofiliano cried out angrily. Leon peaked over the bed to see an unfamiliar man on the ground on top of a broken door with a red-faced Cofiliano standing over him.
    "Mrtva ti se majka u grobu prevrnula kad bi videla kakvog sina je rodila!" he shouted, before delivering a well-wound kick to the man's face. "Leon! Take care of this fool..." Cofiliano pulled a stiletto from his pants pocket, unsheathed the blade, and tossed it onto Leon's bed. When the two made eye contact Cofiliano nodded to his son affirmatively, then left the room. Leon rose to his feet and took the knife from the bed.
     Many minutes later, the intruder was found with multiple stab wounds in the chest with the knife left lodged under his jaw. Leon sat blankly upon his bed with his knees held lose to his chest with bloody hands, staring blankly into space.
     "He begged me for his life with tears in his eyes," he says when recalling the event.

     From that moment on, Leon developed an insatiable thirst for blood and cruel sadistic tendencies. Unusual habits include saving "souvenirs" of parts of his victims' bodies and trying out new torture methods. He is currently not seeing a doctor.