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Hiya~

Some of us really REALLY love to breathe more life into our characters by giving them a backstory that explains who they are and where they came from! 

It's fun, and I've seen some really creative stories come out of people's characters!

 

With that said, I figured that there should be a thread where people can post what they've written for their APB Characters! It would also be cool for new people to have a place to read what others have come up with! It might even inspire some to write stories of their own! 

 

I'll start off in the first reply! 

 

EDIT: I got some complaints about formatting, so I'll just be upfront and say that formatting doesn't really matter here. Feel free to post anything you got! Art, stories (even if it's just basic stuff), rank, faction. Whatever you want! Be creative guys! 

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Michelle "Chelly" Allen

 

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Chelly is... Chelly. That's honestly all that can really be said to describe her. In fact, that's all SHE even describes herself as. Maybe somewhere in her little world, she remembers a time where people called her Michelle, but she never gives any hint that those memories are there. Anyone with enough time and dedication to try and find out where the strange girl with the metal arm came from would find scattered pieces of a tragic tale all over the city. A newspaper clipping about the burning of a Midtown neighborhood here. A company memo from the Praetorians mentioning the Midtown division was "Hemorrhaging money" and "doesn't bring us publicity"  there. A couple of nondescript hospital records and some news footage of a filthy girl being loaded into the back of an ambulance after being pulled from a burning neighborhood can give a vague idea of where things began.

 

Its no secret that the Praetorians pulled out of the Midtown neighborhoods. The official reason was that they'd "cleaned the place up" to a point where they felt it was safe to move on to the next neighborhood. "Mission Accomplished!" they said proudly. Just another step in cleaning up San Paro! Meanwhile, in reality, the Praetorian bean counters decided that it was costing more to fund an operation in a quiet district like Midtown than the publicity it yielded. No crime = no cameras.

 

Almost immediately after the Praetorian Community Celebration ended, and the public let its guard down, the Barbarian Gang made its move. Still recovering from their higher ranking members being mowed down by some kid with a Double Barreled shotgun, the group wanted to remind the city that they were still the baddest bunch in the city. Without warning, they made their move. They started by setting fire to several homes and shooting anyone who ran out of their burning house.

 

Both of her parents were among those mowed down that night. It was her mother who they shot first, and her father quickly followed. She would have been next had it not been for her fleeing back into the house. Fire was easier to avoid than a bullet, even if it was consuming her house more every second. She doesn't remember how long she was in there before the structure began to fail. She couldn't force herself to open the door and see her parents laying on the front yard in puddles of blood, but she couldn't stay where she was. The back door was her only escape route, as the windows in front were likely being watched by the Barbarians. With a scream, she sprinted through the flames, crashing out of her house with only seconds to spare before it collapsed. From there, she wandered from backyard to backyard until she found a spot the Barbarians had already visited. If they already burned it to the ground, they had to reason to come back. She sat down in the middle of the road in silence, not even moving when a speeding fire truck came within inches of running her over. As the San Paro Fire Department went about bringing the blaze under control, news trucks began pulling up around her, with hardly anyone paying her any mind outside of "Move kid". Finally, someone had the sense to take a second look at her, and found the various burns and cuts along her body. The photo someone took of a firefighter laying her onto a stretcher has gone down as one of the most iconic images of San Paro.

 

Forced to grow up with no parents, and living in the care of an aunt who had no clue what she was doing, the lack of any proper guidance from others resulted in a young woman with no grasp of social norms. The loss of her arm in an explosion during a mission for the Bloodroses (and it's subsequent replacement with a stolen metal prosthetic) only furthered the gap between her and what people considered "normal social behavior". Today, it's not uncomon to find Chelly babbling to random strangers, touching people's faces and climbing on things that weren't meant to be climbed. Of course, she's harmless, most of the time. That can change very quickly if the right buttons are pushed in the right way, or if someone she cares for is in danger.

 

Should that happen, Chelly can become a near unstoppable and savage force to be reckoned with, using the extra strength granted by her metal arm to land critical strikes, and won't stop until the threat has been dealt with.

 

At the end of the day, Chelly is unbearably naive, optimistic, friendly, and harmless. If nothing else, a bit of a tomboy and overall pleasant person to be around, unless she's angered or in fear for the lives of her loved ones.

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David Allen

 

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If Chelly is the "Strange, but sweet" type, then her brother is easily the "Shy, and quiet" type.

 

A photographer, David spent his career documenting the poverty and crime plaguing San Paro, earning him various enemies among certain special interest groups who would rather keep it hidden from the public eye. He never let that stop him, though. 

 

"People need to see the truth, no matter how ugly it is"

 

Put up for adoption by his parents as an infant, David Allen grew up completely unaware that his little sister even existed. A smart young man, it didn't take long for him to put the pieces together and confronted his parents. They confirmed his suspicions and told him everything they knew about his birth parents. Feeling as though he needed closure, David set out into San Paro to find his family.

 

He spent the next year of his life tracking down his parents, only to learn that they were murdered during the Great Midtown Burning. Deeply saddened, he DID find small comfort upon learning that his younger sister managed to survive the ordeal.

 

Unsure of how to approach her, he kept his distance. He wanted to know what she was like before dropping into the middle of her life. He followed her a bit, never revealing himself or interfering, as was a photographer's usual philosophy. However, one night he witnessed a massive explosion down at the docks where his sister was taking part in the theft of several shipments of explosives meant for the Tigers. Before he knew what he was doing David found himself diving in and pulling her from the water, calling an ambulance for her.

 

After revealing himself as her rescuer and brother, Chelly was initially hostile, calling him a "liar" among other four letter words. She couldn't believe it. Not just that this strange, shy man was her brother, but why he waited so long to tell her the truth. Where was he when their parents were murdered? Why didn't he come find her sooner? Why did he refuse to tell her anything? Why.... everything?

 

It took several months before she finally began warming up to him. Once she did, she would never let a day go by without seeing or calling him. 

 

A quiet and meek man, David doesn't like violence, though - like his sister - will do anything and everything to protect his loved ones from harm. All this makes up a person who is the polar opposite of the barefoot loon running around San Paro with a metal arm. Their personalities naturally clash, but David loves his sister all the sme and is always there for her in times of need. At the end of the day, they only have each other.

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Lauren Hoyt

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(Fair warning: This story may be a bit disturbing - especially since I took inspiration from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre for the basic premise)

 

Lauren Hoyt's story goes back to the Texan Roadway Massacre of the 1960's.

 

In 1967 a clan (or "family" as they called themselves) of maniacs known as the Hoyts began a ghastly killing spree on the lonely roads of Texas that would last until 1971. Lauren's mother, then eleven years old, was kidnapped and forced into their mad and macabre world. For years, the Hoyts brought countless victims into their home far off the road where they would torture, murder, and then finally eat them.

 

The FBI finally caught wind of the Hoyts in the early 1970s but by then, their kill count was in the forties. Entering the house they found Lauren's mother hiding under a table in the dining room. She couldn't remember her real name, only muttering that "Mama" called her Mary-Ann.

 

While the rest of the Hoyts were sentenced to death for the murder of at least forty three people, Mary Ann, sixteen by that time, was spared from the electric chair. 

 

Through the years and after countless therapy sessions, the girl would go on to live a relatively normal life, though she would never stop referring to herself as Mary Ann Hoyt; she even changed her legal name. Eventually, she found love gave birth to the girl who would grow to be Lauren Hoyt.

 

Lauren grew up to find that the world already hated her. Because her mother refused to drop the surname "Hoyt", Lauren was forced to live with a name that was a social death sentence. People heard the name "Hoyt" and immediately turned in the other direction. Parents whispered cruel things among themselves, which their children didn't hesitate to repeat to her face.

 

After a particular encounter with a friendly sheriff's deputy when she attempted to run away, Lauren Hoyt vowed to change how people saw her. No matter what it took, she was going to change how people said her name.

 

Years later, she became a Texas deputy herself, and rose to the rank of Sheriff eventually moving to San Paro with the goal of cleaning up the city like never before.

 

A gifted tactician, Lauren prides herself on her ability to read people and situations. While not exceptionally approachable, due to her natural defensiveness (a result of a life of constant ridicule for her relation to crimes she didn't commit), she was among the best of the best there was when it came to Enforcement. After a massive campaign against the city's criminal underworld, she managed to bring about an hour of legitimate peace in San Paro. However, one particularly dapper underworld ruler found her to be more of a threat than he expected. Using his vast resources, city connections, and grip on San Paro's criminal community, Kempington organized one of the most vicious character assassinations in city history.

 

By the end of the year, Lauren's name had been dragged through the mud to a point where she could no longer show her face in public. Her influence gone, her colleagues transferred and with no Enforcer clan in the city willing to bring her in, Lauren was forced to retire.

 

In her final moments as a licensed Enforcer, Lauren desperately searched through the city's Known Criminal Database for any known criminal she could apprehend in order to regain her ruined reputation, no matter how small.

 

Just before her computer was remotely shut down, she glimpsed the first part of a name, "Chell-", as well as several distinct features, "Lavender hair", "advanced prosthetic arm", and "scar over eye".

 

With only that information, Lauren disappeared from the public eye, and set off to find this mysterious purple haired girl.

 

She wasn't sure what she would do when she caught her, but whatever it was, it wasn't going to be pretty. 

 

After all, what did she have to lose?

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I gotta sleep 😛

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EagleMadMax

AK:NoX^

Max was an criminal when he was 12,he started robbing candy,lattely money,and now... people.

His father was always drunk and his mother was smoking everyday,his brother was murdered by an corrupt police,so he promise that he will eliminate every enforcer....no matter what it takes.

He was losing his mind every new day,at the point he was kidnappin enforcers and torturing them,Max was a maniac,until Zombi was calling him saying he need help,and then it all started.

In the news was appearing his face,many enforcers died claiming the bounty on his head.

In 2015 he created the crew S.V.B (Shotty Viper Boys)

He gained 2 scars in a police fight,knife with knife,blood was splattered in the floor,Max winned the fight,but the price was 2 scars

 

Now he is killing Enforcers in Waterfront with his friend TTe4enka132.

 

He is a good driver,his favorite gun is the shotgun.

 

He has make a grafitti called "Past Time",based on his past,how he was felling

 

He has losed all,the pain in his heart will never fade away.

 

Age:21

Hobbies:Drawing

Job:Criminal

Home:San Paro,Waterfront

Mental State:None

"Hope is dissapearing,like all the enforcers,dont ask who make them dissapear..."

EagleMadMax-2012

 

PD:I dont have any image of him,but the name is EAGLEMADMAX Jericho,so if you want to see,talk to me.

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9 minutes ago, EagleMadMax said:

EagleMadMax

AK:NoX^

Max was an criminal when he was 12,he started robbing candy,lattely money,and now... people.

His father was always drunk and his mother was smoking everyday,his brother was murdered by an corrupt police,so he promise that he will eliminate every enforcer....no matter what it takes.

He was losing his mind every new day,at the point he was kidnappin enforcers and torturing them,Max was a maniac,until Zombi was calling him saying he need help,and then it all started.

In the news was appearing his face,many enforcers died claiming the bounty on his head.

In 2015 he created the crew S.V.B (Shotty Viper Boys)

He gained 2 scars in a police fight,knife with knife,blood was splattered in the floor,Max winned the fight,but the price was 2 scars

 

Now he is killing Enforcers in Waterfront with his friend TTe4enka132.

 

He is a good driver,his favorite gun is the shotgun.

 

He has make a grafitti called "Past Time",based on his past,how he was felling

 

He has losed all,the pain in his heart will never fade away.

 

Age:21

Hobbies:Drawing

Job:Criminal

Home:San Paro,Waterfront

Mental State:None

"Hope is dissapearing,like all the enforcers,dont ask who make them dissapear..."

EagleMadMax-2012

 

PD:I dont have any image of him,but the name is EAGLEMADMAX Jericho,so if you want to see,talk to me.

Oh I like the idea of a criminal who uses a graffiti symbol as his calling card o: 

 

Sounds neat!

 

 

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