hey guys, as some of you know i am back now and i intend on being here for a while, so i have also made a character backstory, it's a little long i know but i couldn't find a way to round it up
hope you enjoy it:
Jamie GvardiaWhen i was a child my father always told me:
"Mikhael,if you do good things you will be rewarded": what a crock of shit.
I grew up living to that code, i didn't do drugs, i went to school,etc.
when i finally graduated school it was hard to find a job,
the economic depression meant that people couldn't hire anymore people
but i kept looking. I managed to get a job at a fishing vessel, that's when i met
Krisnaev. we became good friends and i trusted him. he told me that the seas bounty
isnt earning him enough money and he was going to join the military, i agreed to go
with Krisnaev so enlisted.
We fought daily against an enemy for reasons unknown, but we gritted our teeth and
got on with it. Over the years we saw the horrors of war: men reduced to infants crying
for their parents, massacres, torture. we felt ill fighting alongside these vermin.
so we hatched a plan: we were going to go AWOL.
We knew we couldn't go home because we would be caught and thrown in jail
so we had to leave the country. we heard one of the men talking about
a place in America. a place of hope and dreams: Argonath. it was our chance
to start again and get away from the war.
We wrote letters to our old fishing friends asking them if they could
smuggle us out of the country in their vessel, thankfully they agreed,
all we had to do now was get away from our unit and escape to the coast.
We were ordered to clear a local compound of insurgents, it was just our
squadron which was lucky for us
(all of the soldiers have been ordered to shoot any men that go AWOL)
Krisnaev and myself were ordered to do a border sweep with two of our squadmates:
Ondra and Petr. those two guys were scum, they would steal from the dead, pillage,
do unspeakable things to women, kill innocent people. Kris whispered to me
"This is our chance, let's take these two out and get out of here"
i hit ondra in the face with my gun, he fell to the floor. Kris tackled Petr
and they wrestled with eachother. i repeatedly hit ondra in the face
with the butt of my gun. blood was spurting everywhere, i wanted to stop but
i couldn't, all of the rage built up inside me spurred me on. i looked down:
Ondra was dead. i stood up -blood all over me- i dropped the gun and looked over
to Krisnaev who had just managed to knock Petr unconcious
"He's dead..." i said, Krisnaev looked at the lifeless Ondra then looked at me
"He was scum, he deserved to die. now come on the coast is 32 miles away!" he said
and we ran off towards the coast and towards our chance at a new life: Argonath.
"Here are your passports: Mikhael you are now Jamie Steel. Krisnaev you are Kris Mills."
said Sergei, one of our old fishing friends.
"What's with these names sergei?" i asked.
"Well you wont fit in well as Mikhael and Krisnaev, so i gave you American name" he replied
"Now get out there and live your life" he continued. we left the fisherboat and stepped
onto the dock.
"Well Jamie, this is it. our new life" said Kris.
Suddenly we heard sirens: Police. three police cars surrounded us.
"Fresh off the dock and we are already in the shit" i muttered to Kris.
"This is the LSPD, get down on the ground with your hands on your head!" said an officer.
Ten minutes into our new life and we were locked in a cell. An officer came up to the
cell door and said something rather suprising: "you have a visitor", i looked past the
officer and saw a man dressed in a suit.
"My name is Eugene, and i know all about you Mikhael. You have a choice, join me and you
can live, or stay here and await deportation, which will lead to your eventual execution."
"What do you do?" I asked.
"We dabble in a few things, we will discuss it in more detail later" he replied.
"What about Kris?" I asked
"He can join too" Said Eugene.
We joined Eugene and we became part of the criminal organisation known as the Gvardia Mob.
Sadly, Kris was killed in a shootout with the Stracci family a few weeks after joining.
I felt the need to continue on fighting and avenge the death of my longtime friend Kris.
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