- Daniel was born to a happy couple in 1993 in a small town. Three years later, his mother passed away due to cancer. It triggered his father into a deep depression, alcohol being his release. The alcoholic forgot how to love, and it reflected in the treatment of his son. He hit, cussed at, and overall neglected Daniel, which of course then translated into behavioral issues in the young boy. School became extremely difficult; dealing with his own anxiety and depression, Daniel developed a love for drugs and alcohol. After nearly being expelled from high school for having sex in the bathroom, Daniel managed to get into college on nothing but his smarts. He was a very intelligent child, and to go to school to eventually become a doctor was a surprise to everybody. Halfway through his first year, his father passed away. He did not attend the funeral. Dandy graduated and moved on to the health field, where his behavioral issues had righted themselves.
- Daniel worked as an EMT for a year following before a string of deaths began to point toward him. It wasn’t that he enjoyed destroying families, but the idea of letting innocent lives go was very satisfying. Dandy left the field on his own after suspicions began to grow, and he knew he had failed a recent piss test. It was bound to happen, since he’d snort stripes of cocaine before going to work. The boy knew he had to flee the area, and so he moved to Los Santos. It was across the country, and crime and drugs were very prevalent. It was the perfect location for Dandy to get away from his past.
- It didn’t take long for Dandy to be recognized by the local gangs. He was offered a job as a field medic; it was perfect. Dandy was a professional when it came to emergency medicine, and so he took the job immediately. Killing his gang members wasn’t an option when the sheer amount of money on the line was bigger than any paycheck he’d ever had in the past. Running for his life was the adrenaline rush he needed to ignite the passion for violence inside. Hearing police sirens, dodging bullets, and killing enemy gang members was everything he needed. It didn’t take long before he was offered higher and higher positions in the gang. Soon he was introduced to drug running, and eventually Dandy purchased his first weed farm. From there his business bloomed. Weed, meth, cocaine, and everything in between. Dandy became a king of drugs in Los Santos.
- Between the income from his business, Dandy found that running side jobs was very enjoyable. Sitting around surrounded by money grew boring, he had enough people that things could run smoothly without his presence. Being a nameless hitman, the drug lord took on jobs that eventually led him to meet the Vagabond. The Vagabond was a mercenary like himself, ruthless and solo. Until a gang hired them both to do a job. It was a heist, and the gang had needed extra help. The job ran smoothly, the Vagabond and Dandy worked well together, and at the end they sat together silently in a bar. Drinks were drank, cigarettes were smoked. Words weren’t needed as they both rode out their adrenaline highs, and when the night came to an end the Vagabond wished him luck and left.
- Working as a mercenary meant Dandy saw many faces come and go. Some were good men, some were awful. One of the worst, though, was a man who landed Dandy in prison. The man repeatedly shoved Dandy around; he was thrown into dangerous situations, and eventually he was cornered by multiple SWAT teams. They tased him twice before dragging him into a police cruiser. From there he was sentenced to prison for life, but it didn’t last long. Two months in Dandy broke out. The prison was loosely guarded, and he simply walked out the doors. He was on the run for a long time after; hiding in abandoned buildings, unoccupied apartments, and living in cars. He didn’t dare return to his business in fear of the police discovering his entire establishment.
- After what felt like years of going undercover, Dandy stumbled upon a warehouse in the middle of the desert. He had gotten one of his cars from an off-the-map place of his, and was currently in search of someplace to hide again. That’s when he made the mistake of breaking into the warehouse. Inside was a gang of criminals that he had definitely seen before. It took a long time for them to become accommodated to his presence, and eventually he considered them family. He still resides with them, and he would sacrifice his life and everything he owned for them.
| ENTP-A "The Debater" personality type is the ultimate devil’s advocate, thriving on the process of shredding arguments and beliefs and letting the ribbons drift in the wind for all to see. Debaters don’t do this because they are trying to achieve some deeper purpose or strategic goal, but for the simple reason that it’s fun. No one loves the process of mental sparring more than Debaters, as it gives them a chance to exercise their effortlessly quick wit, broad accumulated knowledge base, and capacity for connecting disparate ideas to prove their points. Debating and arguing is one of Dandy's favorite things to do. While he knows when to stop, that doesn't mean that the man will stop. He loves to prod and see just how far he can press somebody before they snap. Usually his crew is lucky, and they do not have to be subjected to this. It is only really meant for enemies or acquaintances who do not know him personally. Dandy mentally evaluates those he presses. It's to see who they really are, and how they would react during a job or in a stressful position. Or, it's just because he's a little shit and likes to work people up.
While this happens outside of jobs, it's caused Dandy to be put in some pretty difficult situations. For example, during an interrogation he will let his tongue do the talking. Most of the time it is witty and meant to anger his captors; punches are exchanged, but it does not dim his flame. To see a captor frustrated, trying to do everything they can to get the words out of his mouth that he wants, is as good as drugs, sex, or alcohol. The adrenaline that wells up inside of him is almost uncontrollable. If somebody else's life was in danger, however, Dandy will hold his tongue and only speak when he needs to. Rational Inventor Rationals are the problem solving temperament, particularly if the problem has to do with the many complex systems that make up the world around us. Whatever systems fire their curiosity, Rationals will analyze them to understand how they work, so they can figure out how to make them work better. Rationals have an insatiable hunger to accomplish their goals and will work tirelessly on any project they have set their mind to. Rational inventors turn their inventiveness to many kinds of organizations, social as well as mechanical. There aren't many Inventors, say about two percent of the population, but they have great impact on our everyday lives. With their innovative, entrepreneurial spirit, Inventors are always on the lookout for a better way, always eyeing new projects, new enterprises, new processes. While Dandy doesn't invent mechanisms, Dandy invents ways of doing things. Systems to get the job done, which usually include doing things very spontaneously until it works. His brain is the equivalent of a kid in a candy shop; the ADD makes everything interesting all at once. At almost every waking moment of the day he's thinking about how things work; wondering how a human brain processes pain, or how a car's engine can propel the body at such a high speed, why some things burn easier than others. Of course these thoughts lead him to experiment, which usually ends up badly. Dandy's as curious as a cat with an attitude of "if it goes wrong, it goes wrong."
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