Mitch Kingsley

[FatMitch]

 

Name: Mitch Kingsley

Age: 28

DOB: 27/11/1993

Birth place: Bristol, England.

Parents: Mary Kingsley (Mother, Deceased), Gary Kingsley (father,53)

Siblings: none.

Traits: hard to trusted others, quick with his fingers, knowledge of crime.

 

Born in Bristol, England in the mid-90’s Mitch Kingsley grew up in a tower block in the poorest part of the City. By the age of 16 Mitch had lost his mother to an overdose and his father to the prison system. Mitch had to rely on himself and his best friend Conor. At first they turned to shoplifting to feed themselves but it didnt take long for them to get the itch bigger items, more expensive items. If caught they found that the justice system was on there side due to their age with nothing more then a slap on a wrist and a record which made no difference to the Mitch and Conor it wasnt long before they join a gang, “The bristol side gang”. 

 

By the age of 20, Mitch and Conor had escalated their criminal activities to dealing drugs, robbery and assault. They felt like they were the kings, untouchable nothing was going to stop them that's at least that’s what they thought. By the age of 25 Conor had started to get his own ideas of the direction of the gang and of course Mitch followed his ideas. Conor started to conivence others to join him in a takeover of leadership. But there was a wolf in sheep's clothing the leader found out about Conor’s deception and treachery. 

 

One day in December of 2021 Conor disappeared without a trace, when asked the gang leader said that Conor was on important business out of town and wouldn't be back any time soon, but Mitch didn't trust a word out of his mouth over the next few weeks mitch found he was getting worst jobs, small cuts of profit and member of the gang started to treat him differently less like a brother, mitch noticed he was slowly being edged out of the gang. Mitch new what was coming next as he had seen this happen before, hell he took part in it. Soon he was to be on the other side of the knife, he knew to much of the gangs operation's to be left alive.

 

So he had to make a decision run or die, it wasn't a hard decision. But how would he do it he spent the next day planning his exile. And then in the evening his poorly thought out plan was in motion he started by taking any money he had, a little over £1500 and to make sure he had his trusty switch blade on him the only memento of his father he knew the routes that would be the lightly watched, he was almost out of the gangs area before one of the gang spotted him, a guy called Julian not a good guy by any standard Julian hurt people, not out of necessity or because the job demanded it, he did it for the enjoyment and revealed in the sound of pain. Julian started to question Mitch about what he was doing, why mitch had a sweat on his brow and why his skin had gone a clammy and white as a sheet, mitch tried to come up it something but his mind froze in that second and the only thing he could think about was getting out of there.

 

Mitch Reached for his knife flipping it out and slicing across Julian's face, a bloody spray glisten in the air under the fluorescent street light. Julian turn to face Mitch after the strike to his check, mitch fumbled backwards in fear the one person he didn't want to see is the once in he path to potential freedom. Julian swang back he knuckles gleam with brass as Mitch takes a full blow to his stomach winding him and taking him to the ground. In this moment Julian in his arrogance  thinking he had subdued Mitch with one strike, pulls his phone out and to make a call he gets in to his first sentence with “Boss, it’s Mitch he's tried to ru..” at this moment Mitch leaps on Julian's back and stabs at his neck once, twice and a third time before twisting the knife, Julian collapsed.

Mitch filled with adrenaline flees the scene leaving his knife behind in Julian’s neck. 

 

It didn't take long for mitch to come up with the idea to leave the country he had just enough money to do so. He flew to a new land, in hope for a new life a calm life…

 

Lets see how that works out …?

 

[Nicky G]

Hi Mitch, 

It sounds like you had a rough start over in the UK. We hope that you find your place here in Lucid City.

We are all excited to see what path Mitch will take this time around. 

 

Best of luck on your future endeavors! 

Nicky