My name... my name is William J. Harvey, but you can can call me Rabbit.
I was born in a city Wembley, West London in the late 1980's; there is much to talk about my life before the infection in Chernarus other than that I grew up
rough and had to fight for everything that I had. I got into a gang when I was 12, started dealing drugs when I was 14. By the time i was 20 I had been in and out of
prison more times than I have fingers on my hand. mostly just for small stuff nothing major... yet; that all changed when a bunch of eastern european gangsters moved
in to West London, North Harrow to be precise so quite close to home. Quickly they made their mark in the illegal smuggling of guns into the UK, and we wanted in on that.
We arranged a meeting with them, it went smoothly; until they announced that in order to make the most out of our new argeement that someone would need to go to a small
unheard of shithole of a country in the backwaters of the ex-USSR, and that cunt was me.
At first i thought i would only be there a month maybe two in order to get bribes across and to hang low with the Chernarussian mafia for a while. However thats didn't turn
out as i had expected, before i knew it i was tracking down cunts and busting knee caps with base balls bats, for what in all honstey seemed like quite minor payments and
debts, and this short stint of 1 or 2 months turned into 1 or 2 years, then 3 and so on...
Business was good, that is the business of making cripples, until the outbreak started then what was my job turned into a lifestyle of surviving by crippling survivors and
infected alike, the base ball bat wasnt the only weapon i knew how to use; a few of the chernarussian guys showed me hot effectivley use Ak's and other fire arms through out
my time so i wasn't use less in case of an unlikley police raid.
Any way, back to the breakout; many of the mafia guys either died, or were not seen of again and after a few months i was on my own scavenging and hunting around the north of
Chernogorsk, when I met a group of American miners that called them selves the Jame's brothers; i offered them some of the rabbit that i had caught while hunting and they stayed
with me for a few days, those few days turned into months and before I knew it i was initiated into the gang as honorary member after I told them my back story about my
business breaking knee caps and now... business is better than ever.