Craynorine

I've Rpd with Tony a fairly good amount. He can play this character to a T. +Support

Add Conald.

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Steam Name: Craynorine Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:52249140 Steam Profile Link: http://steamcommunity.com/id/Craynorine/ Rp Experience: Four years, going on five now. How did you stumble upon our server?: Couple of friends were in it one day. Decided to give it a shot. Character Name: Conald Dennis Character Sex: Male Character Age: 28 Occupation (Current or Before): Motorcycle Club/Pornstar Character Equipment: Leather jacket, White shirt, black jeans, Black boots, Baretta nine millimeter (No Ammo.) Moral Alignment(See Chart below this post): Chaotic Nuetral Strengths: Stamina, Charisma, Mechanics (Motorcycles.) Weaknesses: Damsels in distress, cocky, brash, Irish. Character Backstory: Conald was in a world-wide M.C. (Motorcycle Club) called the Hell's Angels. Known as a global, outlaw biker gang, they did some illegal shit. Such as gun running, drug dealing. If you've been arrested for it, then they've probably done it. Conald was fairly new to the Kerry Charter. Recently graduating from the Club Prospect, basically a bitch for the club, he ran errands and did other shit. Gathered beer, bought drugs, whatever. Growing up was rough in Kerry. His mother was a heroine addict so he was almost destined for a life of failure. His father left when he was young and he never gave two shits anyway. Money was spent on drugs, so Conald made do and racked up a criminal record just to feed himself. Flunking out of school during Junior high, he set off to start dealing drugs by his sixteenth birthday. Runs in the family, I guess. First learning about the club seemed almost like a gateway into a finer living for Conald. Finally a way to escape the bullshit reality and find some type of brotherhood, at least some friends. It was about this time his mother overdosed on drugs. But he didn't even attend the funeral. He was too busy not giving a fuck. To explain the pornstar life, one of the Old Ladies from the Kerry charter knew someone from the porn industry and hooked Conald up with some sort of steady job. Who wouldn't take it up anyway? Fucking women for money? Count me in. Went under the stage named 'Sinned Bad." Play on words and his last name. Long story short, he started filming sex for money. Welcome to the industry. Making the way back to the M.C. life, Conald was invited to a patching over party in Dallas, Texas. Basically, another M.C. Removes their patches and merges with the Hell's Angels. Good parties with drugs, alcohol, women and bikes. Conald had a Honda Magna bobber he bought with his first paycheck from the porn life. By the time he made it to the States, he had to wait a few days to get his bike shipped to him. Fuck that. Staying with the club for a few days he gets to know people and they party every night. The patching over party was just an excuse to start partying earlier. By the time the first reports in the U.S breakout about the infection, Conald is coked out, drunk, and balls deep in a hooker. Yikes. Waking up next morning to a half deserted clubhouse and a T.V saying to get the fuck out, Conald scrounges up a pistol from his bag, grabs his road leathers, forgetting his cut, and rides out into the morning sunrise. Just to get stopped by traffic. Back to the inner cities...Welcome to America, pal.