John White

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    Name: John White
    Date of birth: 15/05/1942
    Nationality: American
    Sex: Male

    John White grew up in a poor family on a farm in Angel Pine, who just survived world war II. Therefore he's used to a primitive way of life. When growing up, his father oftenly took him to the sawmill to learn to work with wood. By the time he turned 20, John tried his luck in the big city San Fierro. There he applied for a job in the construction company ZIP as construction worker, which he got accepted for. Years went by and in the meantime John developed his skills by taking night classes. His talent for working with wood was not unnoticed, since he got promoted and promoted while the time went by. Eventually, when he was 40 years old, he managed to become one of the supervisors walking around the company. To retire at the age of 60. After his retirement, he decided to move back to Angel Pine and live the rest of his life there. John took over the fish shop of his uncle, who just died. Now, John White, is one of the most fimiliar faces in town and still offers services as a carpenter.

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    Roleplay 30-11-2020

    illegal corona party went wrong!
    I, John White, decided to host an illegal corona party in one of the empty warehouses during the night. A party with its goal to get to know all the new citizens of Angel Pine. Even though we were lucky enough that no one called the sherrif to blow the party off, we still had some problems going on at the party. People got drunk, which led to several bar fights. Eventually, the DJ of the party got injured and a random russian got killed by Jimmy. Therefore I decided to close the warehouse. With some good friends we decided to after party at Austin's place and take care of our poor DJ. However, Austin appearantly had other intentions since he threatened all guests with his rifle. Luckily Diana managed to escape and to call the sherrif. All hostages were freed and taken to the local motel by the Sherrif to stay the night and to return to their homes the next morning.

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