Place of Birth: Palm Springs, California
At the age of 18 George moved out from his childhood home, he stayed in his hometown but started living on his own. He set to fulfill his dreams of joining the local fire department. Doing so required him to lose weight and become healthier. He swore to achieve his goals and quickly did so joining the department.
Five years later Megan was not so lucky when she got trapped under falling rubble and died almost instantaneously. George was not the same. He quit his job and uprooted his life. At twenty-five years old George had lost the love of his life, had moved a good distance from his hometown and became a hermit.
He always loved riding his motorcycle to clear his mind, and now he was doing this more often. It seemed like every day he was going out and riding. Occasionally he’d meet up with a group or random guys he found out and would ride with them, but he loved riding alone. During that time he had found one group that he liked a lot. He actually started coming out more and hanging out with them. He soon found out it was a rough crowd. He learned they weren’t guys you wanted to fuck over as they’d all come after you. It seemed like a family connection that he never really wanted before. But after being broken he longed for something like this.
After a while George started coming around daily, he made good friends with some of the guys involved even started doing things for them. Occasionally he’d run a bag over somewhere, he was always told never to look inside or ask any questions, so he listened. He had no clue what was inside until one day he was called into a room with a big wooden table. On that table was a painted huge red devil skull.
At the head of the table sat Jonas the president of the charter, and to his side was Road Rash, one of George’s good friends. Near George’s end, there was a black backpack and a Sig Sauer P226. They went on about admiring George and his work, how he never asked questions and just did what he was told. George was told to take a step forward and grab the bag, and so he did from his view he could see inside, right on top was a prospect patch and a So. Cal. rocker.
He was told to grab the patches and the pistol, after collecting both Road Rash walked up and gave him a brotherly hug, welcoming him to the Lost Demons and to wear that with pride. They walked him through what he was supposed to do, gave him his commandments and his last item to prove his worth. Drop the backpack at the local rivals clubhouse and call a phone number. Inside the bag sat a large metallic object with a good amount of wiring, he could guess what it was.
Knowing that he did what he was told. Went to the rivals bar and left the backpack hidden under a pool table. He got a good ways away and called the number. He heard a massive explosion and kept on riding. He took s ride around clearing his mind of the deed he had just done. Only to find himself back at the Lost Demons clubhouse hours later. He was congratulated by every patch there. He had done it. George has joined the family of brothers and was now their bitch for as long as they wanted. His time as a prospect went by fairly easy Road Rash was his sponsor and hadn’t fucked him over, he did his time with the distribution of narcotics for the Club. He Spent
After that, his time as a patched member in Lost Demons wasn’t too eventful. They had eradicated their rival and his time was spent providing for his club. He sponsored multiple prospects in the 16 years he spent at the So. Cal. charter. He’d gain the role as secretary during his years and spent his time working shit out for the club on the legal side. He’d gone through the changes and trials of the club, sticking through it for better and worse. During one of his many trips to Tijuana, the international president had suggested the opening of a new charter. A charter which had closed a couple years prior due to a patch over. But a charter that was in a prime location for the club. George and fellow Demon Julian we’re tasked with making their way around the charters and gain members for the reopening of the Palomino chapter. Thus proving difficult, yet they accomplished it.