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Alec Ryker
Character information
  1. Mental
    Stable
  2. Morale
    High
  3. Date of birth
    1994-05-23 (25 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Los Angeles California
  5. Nationality
    American
  6. Ethnicity
    White
  7. Languages
    English
  8. Family
    Izzy, Gryff, Tucker
  9. Religion
    Athiest

Description

  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    86 kg
  3. Build
    Muscular
  4. Hair
    Black
  5. Eyes
    Blue
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Features
    Long Vertical Scar on the side of his right arm. Multiple healed gunshot wounds to the chest and legs.
  8. Affiliation
    "The Reds"
  9. Role
    Lieutenant

Background

Chapter I Introduction

 

Where to begin? Probably after, I reckon. Before didn’t matter all that much. I wasn’t anyone before, which I know is a cliche to say, but it really does apply here.I was a stupid kid, drove fast cars, muscle cars, preferably. I had originally traveled to Chernarus to trade my old car for a new antique Muscle car. If I’m writing all this down I probably should put my name near the beginning, so someone doesn’t start reading and wanna shoot themselves because it’s so boring. It’ll get better, I promise. Alec Ryker. Yeah, Crazy, it’s me. Maybe you knew me, maybe you didn’t. I’ve lived a crazy life. I’ve done bad things, I’ve done good things, I don’t know who I really am anymore. I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve killed and those I love have been killed. I’m probably getting ahead of myself, I just want to write these things down, all this shit in my head…. it’s fucking with me. Really, it is. If I don’t let this out I’m scared I’ll lose it forever. So I guess we’ll start somewhere, and if by the end I feel better I guess my mission will be accomplished.

 

Chapter II The Blues.

 

Let’s start with the car. It was a 1960’s mustang, nice thing I’d been building since my teens. I used it for smuggling guns, drugs, small time stuff really. That’s how I got stuck here if you hadn’t guessed. Anyways, I had the car, and myself in the beginning. And then I found the first group i knew, The Blues. Led by the most despicable coward I’d ever met. Liam Hatch. Liam was a bitch really, terrible leader. He was a coward, and people died for his cowardice. But out of everyone who died, I wish it would have just been him. Hindsight is 20/20 though, right? So I met these blue guys at this construction sight between lopatino after having fought a pack of wolves up on the northern road. I was driving my car along the train tracks towards Vybor/Pustoshka area when it got stuck in the mud. I kept revving my engine trying to get it out to no avail, which apparently attracted a lot of attention. Shortly there after I was surrounded by some men in blue armbands, said they had come from down the road. One’s name was Danny I think, the other one I don’t quite remember all that well. The helped me get my car unstuck and I headed along on my way. If only I knew what would happen in the future, how I would look back on this and reflect. Crazy really. But I met them, and they were nice, yet the future

Would bring better and worse

 

Chapter III The Bar

 

Here’s where my life changed the first time, really, one of many times. So mark this down. Change #1. Street Smuggler to Bouncer. What a leap right? It was also the first time I’d wear a color to represent myself. Take it upon myself to brandish a color, wave the flag of a group, a higher meaning. It was the Bar’s color. A Neon green armband. Pretty sure they dyed them with some grass or something. Anyways, so I roll up in my car on this old building between Lopatino and Vybor, and out steps this fast talking Irishman speaking about liquor and a free sample and this and that and another, calmer speaking guy with a British accent. The first, was Paddy Alexander. He was a decent guy but I don’t think he really wanted to be a leader. He just wanted to run his bar and got caught up in the political bullshit that comes with running a place in a world like this. The second was Deacon, who would become one of my closest friends. I tried their alcohol, and it was good quality. Then I met Lotus, who I later came to know as Alidia. Alidia and I got along the best, and when I was hired as a bouncer for the Bar, she was as well. We stuck by each other's side. We were loyal to the bar.

Then the Red’s came.

 

Chapter IV The Reds

 

A group popped up in vybor. Out of nowhere. Led by a mysterious man named “Kaiden”. Something had happened. The bar was worried, we were told we may be attacked, by a group called the Reds. I don’t know what it was that caused it, but Alidia and I were curious, to say the least. She and I traveled to Vybor to find Kaiden, and the Reds. and we found him. Somehow, after a hold up, we were recruited into the Reds,It was almost forced, but in a way we wanted it. Kaiden was completely different than Deacon and Paddy. He was powerful, charismatic, brutal, yet loving. He was the most complex man we had met. The Red’s did attack the bar, and we were there when he did it. I watched him kill Deacon’s best friend, Valentine, in front of him. Me and Alidia stood there alongside him, Red Armbands wrapped around our arms, as it happened. We had betrayed them.

 

Chapter V The War

 

The bar collapsed after the Reds’ Raid. Several members, including Deacon, seceded over to the Reds. Shortly thereafter, we went to war with The Blues, and their allies, a Rogue squadron of Marines. I don’t know how it happened, but after executing a lot of their groups The Marines caught Kaiden and a few others alone. I don’t know how exactly it happened, but I know that it happened. I never saw a body, I never questioned it. I just took those I cared for and hid. Alidia and her sister, Bear, and a young boy named Max who we were taking care of. We tried our best to hide, but we could never really escape the past.

 

Chapter V! The End / The Beginning

After Kaiden’s Death, Alidia, Deacon, Bear, and Max were separated. I was alone until I met Gryff Izzy and Tucker. We made a new family, with new values, and I felt I belonged yet again.


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