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TJ Guccih
Character information
  1. Alias
    Guccih T
  2. Mental
    Dissociative, drug-induced psychosis.
  3. Morale
    Chipper, usually laughing.
  4. Date of birth
    1994-01-07 (25 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Newfoundland and Labrador
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
  11. Religion
    Definitely not.


  1. Height
    190 cm
  2. Weight
    83 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Thick, dark, luscious hair.
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    True Neutral
  7. Features
    Big lips, narrow jaw, teeth are all sorts of fucked. Wide shoulders, large biceps on long lanky arms, huge chest and ribcage, narrow abdomen, wide hips, well endowed, thick thighs, calves of steel, huge feet with long toes, almost if only his toes need to touch the ground in full sprint. Handsome face on the body of a 1920's circus strongman.
  8. Equipment
  9. Occupation
    Ex Drug Dealer/Gangster
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


Born in Newfoundland, Guccih was well taught to be hospitable to one's neighbors. If you grow five pounds of potatoes, your neighbor gets two, because "that's just the newfie fuckin way der' by'. Jesus tunderin' fuck ya know's that. Don't be daft." He grew up in a dirty little crack town called Corner Brook. He made lots of friends in school, selling dime bags and smoking out his friends. Until he was introduced to the family business; cocaine. From the raw young age of 17 he was offered to sell powder, crack rocks, and meth shards to every junkie that had two loonies to rub together. He slowly built his empire with his cousins over the coming years, grams turned to eights, eights to quarters, quarters to ounces, ounces to pounds, pounds to kilos. Cash flew in from every angle, but it wasn't enough, and he had to expand somehow. The only drug missing, that could influence young adults in his area, and open up a new market? MDMA. TJ's cousin introduces TJ to an unidentified dealer in the Czech Republic, widely known for it's MDMA abuse and quality, who offers a bulk amount at price he could just not refuse. At 22 years old TJ procures a passport and a ticket to Chenarus to meet said dealer. He checks into a hotel in a city called Cherno, another dirty little crack town next to the water, just like he's used to. He lays his head upon the paper thin, stained pillow in his pathetic cheap room, and shuts his eyes, mentally preparing for what might be the largest purchase of MDMA in history. But when TJ opens his eyes the following morning, you could say this is worse than a bad ecstacy tablet.. QUE OUTBREAK


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