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Steam Name: ?Bender?
Age: 14
How long have you been Roleplaying? (can be any game): About three years.
How long have you been playing Serious GMod RP?: About 10 months.
Character Section
Authorization(s):
Being able to brew alcoholic beverages.
Name: Borris Glasgovich
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Affiliation: None
Write a detailed in-canon back-story how your character obtained these authorizations.
Borris Glasgovich was born in 1992, and grew up in a small town in western Russia. The town was painfully dull and had absolutely no attractions. When Borris was 12, he discovered his father did not actually have the out of town office job that he always thought he had, his "occupation" as some would call it was... much more clandestine. His father went to a cottage on the outskirts of town on almost a daily basis, there he met with local gangsters and ruffians to brew all kinds of alcohol; mostly a half assed type of vodka poorly brewed in a makeshift fermenting station, it was dirty and the house was filled with pests. His dad would then sell it to local teenagers for a small tax- free profit. Borris wanted in on the money. When Borris confronted his father about it his dad just completely blew him off and denied it, Borris assured his dad that it was safe to let him into the operation. Borris's dad was reluctant to the idea but let him accompany him to the cottage. Borris, being in his formative years picked up on how to brew drinks quickly and effectively. Borris's dad only paid him a fraction of what he made, when he felt like paying him at all. Borris soon became very confident in his abilities and began brewing his own beverages. Borris let his confidence hold the reins for just a moment and he soon found himself selling hard liquor to his local classmates. Unfortunately for Boris, one of the local school children showed up home drunk, after being questioned about it he told his mother about Borris. Borris's life was seemingly falling apart. The police took Borris and placed him in a local Orphanage and his father was arrested. That's where Borris got a taste for narcotics. At age 15, Borris began to take control of his life and run away with whatever he can carry. Borris stumbled upon a small town, this one was graced with a Train Station and various attractions. Borris made it a habbit to wander around town by day and find a cozy alley to sleep in by night. His life seemed like a downward spiral, he was soon addicted to Meth and going day by day to just scrounge up enough money to buy his Meth and food, thats when all those brewing skills came back to him. Borris spent that day scouting out a suitable abandoned building to start his operation, when he found an abandoned home to get started in. Every day, Borris spent his time walking down streets, shoplifting various things that would help him get by, Food, Water, Meds, Clothes, Weapons, Survival items, and Brewing supplies. Borris had turned the abandoned house into a brewery, and sold the alcohol to local teens and children to make profit. Borris spent the next 8 years of his life like this, going place to place, establishing breweries, stealing items, and leaving when he becomes comprimised. Thats when the 7 hour war happened, it struck Borris like a brick to the face, his lifestyle was broken and in pieces. He decided to lay low until the gunfire ceased and the fires burnt out. Seven hours he remained motionless in his basement, with not even a candle to illuminate the area. Borris heard nothing but silence when it all ended, and reluctantly got up. He slowly walked upstairs and peeked out the window, blackness, not a single streetlight or car, this was an abrupt change. Borris decided to go down to the basement and kill himself, but instead cried himself to sleep. In the morning, Borris went upstairs and looked out the same window, Buildings were destroyed and corpses lined the streets, some of them were missing limbs or burnt beyond recognition. Borris didn't know what to think, so he left, with literally nothing but the clothes on his back. Borris didn't even get across the street before a bus like vehicle stopped infront of his home, it was black and very spartan looking, the door flung open and two robotic arms shot out and grabbed Borris's arms then brought him inside the bus. It was dark and only lit by a single feint blue light in the corner of the interior. The arms wrapped him in a gauze like material and tossed him on the floor, Borris looked around and saw others wiggling in their wrappings, others were dead. The ride was about 3 or 4 hours, Borris lost track of time, The sides of the bus opened and everybody poured out onto the ground, it was a drop of about 6 feet. Borris broke his nose and began to bleed. Two large spider like automatons began sorting through the bodies for living people. The automatons then put the living ones back into the bus. Borris thought he was going to die, and began crying, his broken nose stopped bleeding but was still misshapen. Borris managed to get it back into place by bashing his face into the thigh of the poor sod below him, his nose started bleeding again. Another 2 hours went by when the bus opened again and everyone fell out, Borris was sure to land on his back this time. The spiders came by again, but these ones were different. The spiders grabbed them and put them on seperate busses, there was about three different busses. Borris lost all hope. About 3 hours later the bus opened, and everyone fell out, there was a good 50 other busses pouring people out at the same time, the spiders came by again, this time slitting everyone's wrappings and letting people move, some tried to fight back, others just lay on the ground, sobbing to themselves, others tried to run away. Borris walked through the people and ran into a trainstation. He was stopped by a soldier in a gasmask, Borris was put into a headlock and tossed into a train, there were other people on the same train. Borris tried to communicate with them but none of them spoke the same language. Borris sat down when a speaker came on. It went through multiple languages with the same message, "All citizens sit down, and wait for an attendant." Everyone was compliant. The message looped itself for about an hour. A soldier opened the door and walked down the aisle, handing everyone a grey airtight package, each one said "OPEN" on the top of it, Borris opened it, and it revealed many contents, among them was a denim jumpsuit, a metal card with some numbers on it, a can of food and a blue can of water. Borris took the card out and looked at it, it was solid metal and said "CID#: 93819" and on the back it said "ALL CITIZENS ARE TO CARRY AT ALL TIMES OR FACE PUNISHMENT" Borris slipped it in his pocket and held onto the plastic package like it was his very life. The train stopped, and the doors opened, everyone rushed out. Borris ran down the trainstation steps like a madman when he stopped in his tracks, A massive navy blue skyscraper was the most dominant feature of the skyline, it had seemingly no features and was very monolithic in design, and went above the clouds. Borris was escorted to an apartment building and was forced to give his name and present his CID card. Borris was escorted into a very barren apartment room, it had just a stove, sink and toilet, a matress was in the corner under a broken window. Borris accepted this new life over time and learned to adapt to a life of constant emotional distress.
What will these authorizations give your character in regards to perks or defects?
Perks
Ability to brew alcoholic beverages.
Defects
Addicted to Narcotics, paracetmatol would work as an IC suppliment.
Constantly blowing his money on as much Paracetmatol as he can get.
Often feels weak and sickly due to constant drug use, possible withdrawal.
What do you plan to do with these perks/defects?
Sell booze.
Be addicted to paracetmatol, although I'd have a slow, steady income source, I would constantly find myself low on money because of my addiction.
Will anyone else need these auths? (If so, list OOC and IC name(s))
No.
Which server does this apply for?
City
Extra Notes (optional):
Garry's Mod
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