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[Alex Bonds]

Alex Bonds - Character Story ​

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My characters name is Alex Bonds, he is 19 years old. Alex hasn't had the best of childhoods, to say the least. When he was 13 he was celebrating his birthday, and his parents decided to take him to a trip to the Zoo. Although Alex's parents weren't very financially well-off, they saved up for months to make his birthday a very special day for him. When they were driving to the Zoo, they pulled over into a gas station to refuel, when two rebels approached the back of the car.Alex's mother and father were both very defenseless, petrified with fear, Alex hid in the back seat. There was lots of shouting and crying, that's the most distinguishable memory of the event for him. A few minutes passed and he heard two gunshots. Alex had never heard gunshots before, but he knew that he was in some serious trouble. Suddenly, the scene was very quiet. He felt a cold shiver run up his spine as he continued to hide in the back seat.Shortly after the LCPD rolled up, and softly broke the news to the young boy. His mother and father had died. After then, he was sent to an orphanage where he would have different parents week in and week out. The truth was, nobody wanted to adopt him because he was clearly quite troubled. A little time passed and Alex soon indulged himself into the wrong crowd. He started dabbling around in drugs because, at the time, it was the only thing that took him away from his cruel reality. He starting snorting cocaine at the young age of 14, along with smoking Cannabis and Heroin. Amongst all of the drugs, he had tried, his worst demon was by far Prit Sticks. Since his addiction, he had resulted into only ever using PVA glue, in the fear that his previous addiction may take the better of him once more.At the age of 18, he decided enough was enough. He wanted to end his life. He approached Liberty City's bridge to commit to his fate. Just minutes before he was about to jump, a man approached him. His name was Grahame Eve. He was a Senior Police Constable. He always remembered his badge number, 9014. He always remembered this, as he was the man that in effect, saved his life. Alex explained why he wanted to end his life, and how much of a monster he felt. The officer told him that everything was going to be okay, and the best way to move on from the horrible event would be to spread happiness rather than negativity in the world. The way Grahame made Alex feel, was overwhelmingly positive. He wanted more than anything to seek redemption, but not for revenge, but to stop the tragic event happening to any other victims. A year later, here he is, 19 years of age. Applying for the Altis Police Constabulary, with the hopes and dreams of working alongside the members of the enforcement that keep our streets safe. 

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[UT_Chara]

I'm Chara, I'm 18 and I have a heart of gold. Though I seem sweet I have quite a short temper. When I was 15 I fell through a hole in a mountain while I was performing a dare to get to the top and back alive. I was stuck down there for a long 2 years, made some friends.....and enemies along the way. My closest friend was a lot like me, except she never had enemies. His name is Frisk and he was so sweet. Ever since I managed to escape 1 year ago I haven't seen him and was planning on going back to the underground to find him, but something held me back. So I have to survive by stealing and life is as hard as it gets for me. Still alive and fighting, I roam around trying to avoid prison due to been wanted for Manslaughter and Thievery. I'm not one to give up easily.........! 

 

[Racist Fool Me]

My name is Reni, but people like to call me "crapshot" because back in high school we had a BB gun competition i missed every shot and accidently hit my brother in the ass while he was too busy laughing his friend yelled “crap-shot! Hahaha”.

I fley through college with decent grades nothing amazing and nothing to call a friend either, after that i got a job for a mining company staff management but it was more like rock management to me, anyway one day i was on my way back home at 11PM and in the distance i could see a woman with what seemed to be blood drenched all over her legs so by instinct i pulled over... little did i know this would be the worst decision of my life…

Two dudes came out from the left of me armed with pistols yelling at me and throwing threats like a putt shot through the air, damn those motherfuckers could shout. So i got out my car and immediately some pussy ass motherfucker from behind pistol whipped me and it all went black from there in my mind.

I woke up the next morning not a clue what time it was half naked ,no watch ,no nothing in a field. The back of my head was terribly bruised and i the first thing i saw was a godly gift from god i thought at the time, a billboard reading  “come to Atlis a beautiful island paradise in need of.. Well you!” it sure looked nice and i wasn’t making much pay back at the mine thanks to my bosses who are too busy pocketing profits. So i did just what you think i did got home packed up and began a new even forget to tell my mom.

First thing i knew was that this island is beautiful so i heard about the local high paying may i add mining business with little workers and no big bosses so i invested what i got left after buying a house and bought me one of them tempest repair trucks. Big old trunk and little room for my fat ass but it did nicely.

And of course after a while i was making good pay but da je vu, 4 motherfuckers waiting on route to the metal exports pinned me and started throwing threats and… well you know same story. I lost my truck my clothes and here i am again but this time wanting to change things round here.