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Reddingson Boulevard III
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Damn Yanks, at least they pay good.
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1980-06-18 (39 years old)
  5. Place of birth
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    American, maybe some others if he uses his wrist tablet
  9. Relationship
    Ex wife-- he still lives with her though cause, what the fuck else are you gonna do in the appocalypse
  10. Family
    More messed up then he is, but alive.
  11. Religion
    Cigarrette butts and Budweisers with a Whiskey neat and a little bit of Jesus


  1. Height
    193 cm
  2. Weight
    107 kg
  3. Build
    Strong as an Ox
  4. Hair
    Long and flipped back
  5. Eyes
    Fastest west of Virginia.
  6. Features
    Handsome, large jaw, perpetual 5 o clocks Shadow. Slow, but fast at the same time.
  7. Equipment
    What ever the fuck he needs to get the job done.
  8. Occupation
    Round Up
  9. Affiliation
    The Potius Cras Corporation
  10. Role
    Team Captain-- In line to be Promoted


This character is ALIVE

This character is KOSable, he may be killed at any time for any reason.


Yeeeeeeeemotherfuckinghaw partner.  Name's Reddingson Boulevard III, that's right, Reddingson Boulevard the Third, Third of his Name.  My father's father, Reddingson Boulevard Sr.  A mean son of a bitch that never kept the flask to far from being at hand, was a whiskey drinker and a business man.  Most importantly though he was a soldier, he realized life was war.  His father's great grandfather, had fought in the civil war and was an extremely high ranking member of the army.  He was killed in battle, but that was history now.  Flash forward, Redding Boulevard Sr. got affiliated with some guys in New York after World War 2 that ended up getting him connected with some shady Corporation... after a few weird -------, and some less than usual business meetings he was in.  His Son Reddingson Boulevard the II, was also affiliated in the Corporation, though he like all of his family members before him he was a military man, though he opted more of the business route.  Due to all of his hard work in the company they made a ton of money for the family, and they owned a massive ranch.  The III, was always a cowboy, shooting off guns and hunting since a young age, and the moment he could enlist he did.  He showed up to the bus on his horse with his cowboy hat.  The Drill Sargents kicked his ass, but it just made him a better man.  The III, made special forces, from the get go-- he was groomed to be an operator by both his family members inside the Corporation and the Corporations influence that existed in the military.  Once he was honorably discharged he immediately signed on for a Corporate Contract he's been Corporate ever since working as an Operator for the Corporation, spending most of his time in Africa before the out break, and some time in South America post outbreak before ending up in Chernarus.


He deployed to Chernarus in the last 24 hours at Stone's request after Shadow's fool hearty and naïve actions had costed their ground operations significantly.

It was time for a round up.  And The III, aka Operator Rancher, is ready to clock in, just like back on the ranch boys, all he needs is a pack of Marlboros and six pack for when the jobs done and he's ready to start on any assignment.  GIDDY UP!


WIP, Rancher takes his time when he's off the clock.  

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Oh. My. God.


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