-Roleplaying Character Advanced Profiles-

[Chase]

In-game name: Chase_Greggor
 Physical Features:Brown hair, blue eyes, medium body.
 Age:21
 Orientation:Straight
 Religion:None
 Where you grew up:Liberty City
 Job(s): FBI Agent
 Your story: I grew up in Liberty City, as a child I showed signs of bi-polar,  autism, and OCD. At age of ten I was diagnosed with all three of the illnesses. At age of 16 I went to a professional mental home in San Andreas 5 years later, February 9, 1992 I was released from the mental home with medication. Confused and lost, I went looking for a job. I received a phone call on his cell in a dark voice saying "Want a job for the Federal Bureau of Investigation?" I said "yes" and I worked as a undercover for the FBI. Soon after that I became a FBI agent and became happy for once.

[punkemo]

In-game name: Punkemo_Chechen
 Physical Features: Grey Suit, Short Dark Hair.
 Age: 25
 Orientation:
 Religion: Aetheist
 Where you grew up: Duba-Yurt, 30 km south of Grozny.
 Job(s): Vozhd in Chechen Bratva
 Your story: Punkemo was born on May 11th 1982, he was the child of a Russian and a Chechnya. He grew up in a small town just south of the Chechnya Capital, Grozny. He grew up in a dangerous part of the Soviet Union, with increasing hostilities between the Russian occupiers and the native Chechens. He grew up having to pretend to be a Russian just so he did not get bullied.

In late 1993 he told his closest friend he was a Chechen/Russian, his best friend a Russian aged 17 disowned him and soon told others in the area he was not Russian. They soon started to attack him on a regular basis. Then in 1994 the First Chechen War broke out, Punkemo only 14 joined the Chechen Guerrila's and became a great shot with the poorest of guns, the Colt. He had took it from a dead American Peace Keeper. He was the first person Punkemo killed, he has kept the Colt's ever since.

At the age of 15 he kidnapped his ex best friend, now a Commander in the Russian Federation Army. After two days of hiding he finally executed him and went into exile leaving his country to face Russia all alone. He moved through Europe keeping his head low as he was wanted by the Russian Federation Army. He was aided in his escape to the United States of Argonath by a client of the Chechen Mafia.

Punkemo soon joined the Solonik Brotherhood but left soon after due to conflcts of cultures. Punkemo along with a old friend Religue created the Chechen Bratva and is now Vozhd of the Chechen Bratva.

[Grovyle]

In-game name: Grovyle (General) / Grovyler_Tavis (Big Roleplaying Situations)
 Physical Features: Black hair, medium height.
 Age: 30
 Orientation: Straight
 Religion: Catholic
 Where you grew up: Somewhere in Russia.
 Job(s): Russia Army Private <- BEFORE | NOW -> Dealer
 Your story:
A big war happened between Russia and Japan, no one knew why that happened...
"Grovyler" Tavis were 24 when he was recruited to the Russia's Army.
After the end of the battle (lasted 2 years), Commander Esmerald wanted him to go to Rockport City.

There, it was where the whole Drakwel Gang were formed, the Co-Leader Rameniz, wanted Grovyler to his streetracing gang, Grovyler got a good reputation, but then the police found their hideout, only Grovyler could run away, he got a boat and goed out of Rockport, going to Liberty City.

Grovyler decided to rebuild the gang, just after the Corleones needed to go to another city (Check the Corleone's topic), and got a good reputation and people in his gang.
But it just lasted 5 months, because of the police, after a long pursuit, Renelade, the Leader of the Deals of The Drakwel Gang, saved Grovyler's life, while Grovyler entering a Cessna (Dodo-like plane) to run away from LC.

A engine problem ocorrued somewhere near Vice City, that made him jump from the plane and fell to the sea. That was just when Kalan Yamato were in San Andreas.
Luckily, it was near the beach, so he could "swim" to the sand.
After a big life at VC, Grovyler decided to go to San Andreas to make some Deals... (NOT DRUGS! 8D)

That's all, I could do a better one if i wasn't tired.