Backyard Executors

Sasha

Living in a poor district in Ergastulum forced Sasha’s parents to work twice harder. An empty living room wasn’t an uncommon sight for Sasha and his sisters, so they tried their best to spend their alone time by cleaning the house or visiting the old couple next door. Sasha, however, would sneak out to have a turf with nearby gangs and small-time pickpockets and, if he had enough luck, went back with some greens in his pocket.

Carlos

Ever since he popped out of his mother’s womb, Carlos never lived one day without his dish being served on silver plater. He was his father’s pride; the old man could boast for hours on the prospect of his son inheriting his (wilting) company in front of his guests. Carlos didn’t care; he’d rather groom his circle of illegal street brawlers than sitting behind the table all day. This, of course, didn’t last long. Carlos’ father’s business collapsed entirely after the end of Twilight Hunt. Daniel Monroe, who at that time was one of the investors, offered a help to relieve Carlos’ father off his grueling debts by way of exchanging his son for lifetime support. Carlos accepted right away, much to his mother’s disapproval and his father’s anguish.

Eli

He would describe himself as having more than one houses. This was true, especially when his  mother was stationed in different branches every so often. Keeping up with schooling was a problem on its own, leading his mother to opt for homeschooling for years. Thanks to his mother’s connection, he was able to enter high school and finished college. Eli managed to make some friends during the period of constant moving, but kept a few close ones.    

Tristan

Sighing, from that near death experience, which Pico should be use to by now, he was greeted by another male’s voice. Okay, so the voice told him not to go to the attic….It wasn’t as if he were to do something like that….That was defiantly not on his mind to do. Feeling his luck just slip away from him, Pico actually squinted to see who was talking, it was that one guy! Sash? Sush? Sushi? It was that one stranger….LADDER! Yeah!

Pico gave a slight glare or squint before replying back, “I don’t take help from people with a side bang. You look like you never escaped the 80′s and that’s sad.” Yes, even in danger, Pico still has pride. “I know what I’m doing.”

If it wasn’t for Eli’s comment about the faint footstep sound above him when he was in his post, the attic, Sasha wouldn’t have known the idiot had practically breached through. First the stranger with one arm as told by Delico, and now this. The red-haired guard might not be the role model for proper behavior, but damn these people could really use one of the lovely-decorated Main Entrance up front.

And this guy still had the gut to call him ‘sad’. Well, who was it that’s the saddest of them all now?

“Quite an intimate talk you got there, Sasha” Tristan’s voice cracked through his earpiece. “Carlos and Eli are in position right now while you’re having a friendly conversation with the gentleman. Get him down nice and slow. I don’t want any spilled blood when Boss arrives”

“Or we’ll be playing Cinderella down the dump again” Sasha lowered his tone to reply. “Got it”

Now back to the damsel—gentleman in distress up above. The more Sasha looked at it, the more he was going to get in too deep. He wouldn’t mind his two partners blowing his head – it was the guy’s fault to step in in the first place – but mother hen said no sticky rose syrup to be wasted. Lucky bastard.

I’ve been imagining what my country would look like when WW3 happens (tl;dr my people will react badly with a capital B, or just capital every alphabet), then had a quite long flashback of a character from my own historical novel draft that I really, really enjoyed writing because he’s just so...rich. Personality-wise and background-wise.

Unfortunately I couldn’t bring him here because a) I would probably request my rp partners to at least have some knowledge of my country’s history, b) my country’s history is probably not well-known enough, and c) not everyone has this much spare time to research.

Then my thought train went derailed again with a single realization: what if that character is the grandfather of one of my current OC (you’d probably know him already at this point) because they happen to share quite similar personality(ies)?

Sasha