Oscars childhood was relatively normal. He dreamed of exploring the world from a young age and spent most his time reading books about great explorers and mysterious worlds (Jules Verne was his favorite) or exploring the areas surrounding his neighborhood, going farther from his home every time. His father was an alcoholic, but a good man. He never hit Oscar or his mother, but his self-destructive habit ate most of the salary he made from his job at the factory and with Oscars mother not being able to work due to her weak physical state, Oscar grew up in a poor household. At the age of 15 Oscar decided it was time to go broaden his horizons. He left a note on the kitchen table saying that he would probably never return and climbed out of the window at 3 a.m. He sneaked his way onto a cargo ship leaving the Belfast harbor and only revealed himself to the crew of the ship once too far out to turn back. He told the captain he was willing to work for a bunk and some food...
Oscar spent his youth as a sailor who unlike most other sailors didn't have a home to return to. He would never stay in one place for more than a month or so and he made it his mission to see everything there was to see under the sun. Due to Oscar constantly being on the sea and not taking long vacations in between jobs like most sailors did, he became well known over the years in the sailor circles for his likable easy-going attitude and his in port antics. One fateful evening in a Saint Petersburg bar Oscar, in self defense, stabbed the first mate of the ship he was working on at the time and had to flee to the violent streets of Saints Petersburg. He stayed in Russia for a few years getting involved in a life of crime with Bratva, the Russian mafia.
One day Oscar felt like he had stayed in one place for long enough and he felt the sea beckoning...that, and some in The Bratva wanted him dead due to a small misunderstanding involving a high ranking Bratva-Brigadiers daughter, a priceless vase, a pair of panties and a not so delicious omelette. Luckily Oscar was generally well liked in the Bratva circles and he was warned by multiple people that his life was in danger. He quickly tried to sign up as a sailor on a commercial vessel in Saint Petersburg to avoid almost certain death but he couldn't find a ship that needed more sailors on deck so he decided to get hired as paid security for a ship that was going to sail through the pirate infested waters near the coast of Somalia. This was Oscars first introduction to the world of PMC's. He spent the following years working for various Private Military Companies and received training in PMC training-camps all over the world including a famous unnamed camp in the Czech Republic. During this time he made a lot of connections and served in numerous contracts all over the world. Many of his contracts were in Irak and there, in the town of Fallujah, he met a man named David Mack for the first time.
(Oscar training with a PMC in the jungles of Borneo wearing his signature orange raincoat for the first time. 2005, picture by: David Mack)
After gathering enough money to live the rest of his life without having to worry Oscar traveled around the world two more times eventually ending up in small port in Chernarus where he happened to meet his old friend David. Oscar joined David in job in Chernarus protecting a small port from Chedaki raids for a while until continuing west on his journey. He eventually ended back in Chernarus hunting a Chedaki captain who had personally executed an old Chernarussian sailor friend of Oscars. This is when the infection hit. Ever since Oscar has wondered Chernarus getting involved with multiple groups even sneaking out of the country multiple times to see what is going on outside the borders.