Donovan Joyce, a bare knuckler boxing traveller from Longford.
A member of the infamous Joyce family. Donovan was enlisted by his deranged uncle, Patrick Joyce into the bare knuckle business. He faught across all of Ireland, not a soul could beat him, apart from his uncle.
In his spare time, Donovan would offer his tarmac services to old pensioners down the country, at a very cheap affordable bargain price, the only catch was, once you hand the money over, Donovan's famous words were 'G'uck.' It was short for 'Good Luck' meaning 'Thanks for the dosh, fuck you and your tarmac' and he would drive off into the sunset. However it wasn't long before the gig was up and no man would touch his 'tarmac' business. He decided to move on to more honest work, stealing scrap metal and cashing in on it at the local scrap yard.
One evening his uncle phoned him:
'we're off to chernarus bai'.
'when did that bar open up bai?'.
'Ya numb nut basterd ya its an island, well I think its an island.. it might be apart of russia actually bai.'
'Russia, get off them pills will ya bai, im off to bed im knackered.'
Next thing Donovan hears a beep outside, its his uncle.
'Will ya come on to fuck! There some fucking bastard out in Russia said no man can beat him, well a fucking Joyce will!'
Off we go.