Billy McBardigael

Background/History

Billy McBardigael
Biography
Full Name	Billy McBardigael
Alias(es)	The Construction Worker
Gender	Male
Nationality / Ethnicity	Dutch
Date of Birth / Age	Unknown (approximately 60 years old)
Place of Birth	Unknown
Status	Alive, retired
Related to	Edward McHaggis (cousin), Luciana McHaggis (cousin-in-law)
Affiliations
Associated Characters	Edward McHaggis) Alexa Morrison) Damian Morrison) Jim
Faction(s)	McBardigael Construction, Claymore MC, The Big Four
Role in Faction	CEO (McBardigael Construction), Advisor/Strategist
Faction Status	Retired from syndicates operations (late 2024)
Timeline
First Appearance	Rise of the Syndicates
Last Appearance	Chapter IV: The Great Breakup (November 2024)
Key Arcs	Rise of the Syndicates, Rise of Claymore MC, The Great Breakup
Miscellaneous
Writer	Quinton Ocean, The Animation Elf

Billy McBardigael was born into the tough, no-nonsense McBardigael family. His upbringing was far from ordinary. When he was just three years old, he was already tagging along to the construction site where his father and uncles worked. It was said that Billy "helped" from the moment he could hold a tool, though in reality, he mostly got underfoot and caused the occasional crisis. Nevertheless, those early years ingrained in him a sense of resilience and familiarity with hard labour. By six, Billy was sneaking cigarettes off the workers, the beginning of his gritty, rough-around-the-edges persona.

Billy never received a formal education. Instead, he was raised on construction sites and in back alleys, picking up lessons on how to survive in a world that wasn't kind to the weak. He learned how to handle heavy machinery before he learned to read, and by his teenage years, he could outwork and outsmoke any of the older men on site. Billy was tough because he had to be, and in his world, vulnerability wasn't an option.

At around the age of sixteen, everything changed. Billy returned home one day to find his family house engulfed in flames. He could hear the screams of his parents and siblings, but he couldn't break through the door or shatter the windows in time. Helpless, he watched as his entire family perished. This tragedy left Billy deeply scarred, though the full effect it had on him remained a mystery even to those closest to him. Some said the fire burned out whatever softness he had left, replacing it with something cold and calculating. Others thought it left him with an unquenchable thirst to control the chaos that had once consumed his life.

In the years that followed, Billy threw himself into his work with an intensity that was equal parts determination and desperation. He founded McBardigael Construction, turning his knowledge of building and his fierce work ethic into a successful business. Billy wasn't content just to build skyscrapers and apartment complexes; he wanted his company to be involved in everything – construction, mechanization, electrical work, you name it. His reputation for getting things done, no matter the legality or cost, began to attract attention from all the wrong places, and soon enough, Billy was dipping his toes into the criminal underworld of Los Santos.

Events of GTA RP

Rise of the Syndicates

Billy's entry into the criminal syndicates of Los Santos wasn’t planned, but it was inevitable. He ended up working alongside Alexa Morrison, Jim and his cousin Edward McHaggis, participating in smuggling operations and planning heists. Billy focused primarily on supporting Edward's operations while maintaining his construction company, staying out of drugs and illegal weapons manufacturing. His relationship with Edward was brotherly, and they supported each other no matter what. Billy also became good friends with Jim; their bond forged through mutual respect. Despite their joint ventures, Billy and Alexa always had a strained relationship. Billy's old-fashioned views and deep mistrust of powerful women made it difficult for him to respect Alexa, and her ruthless, business-first approach clashed with Billy's crude yet firm belief in loyalty and family.

Billy was always driven by a need to prove himself, to build something lasting from the rubble of his past. He never sought power in the same way Alexa did, nor did he have a typical thirst for violence. Although Billy wasn't outwardly power-hungry, he harboured a deep psychopathic streak, revelling in chaos and violence when it suited him, especially in confrontational situations. Jim avoided unnecessary violence, while Edward sometimes enjoyed it, but Billy’s unpredictable love for chaos often made him the wildcard in their operations.

Billy was addicted to chaos in many areas of his life, but at the construction site, he found a rare sense of order. Billy saw his role as the one who held things together – a builder, whether it was skyscrapers or fragile alliances. His work was his pride, and he valued it above all else, always striving to make McBardigael Construction stronger. At some point, Billy was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer, and after a fierce but brief fight, he passed away. He was buried in the cemetery in Los Santos. A man called Tony took over his construction company, but Tony’s lack of dedication and passion led to the downfall of McBardigael Construction.

At some point, Billy was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer, and after a fierce but brief fight, he passed away. He was buried in the cemetery in Los Santos. A man called Tony took over his construction company, but Tony’s lack of dedication and passion led to the downfall of McBardigael Construction.

Resurrection

Eventually, Alexa, Jim, and Edward dug up Billy’s body, which had mysteriously not decomposed, and brought it to a group of Haitians who performed a ritual to bring Billy back to life. His first act after resurrection was to seek out a prostitute, reaffirming his raw, unrefined nature. Billy then rebuilt McBardigael Construction to new heights, driven by more passion and work than ever before. Work never ran out, and Billy was always busy. Later, Edward introduced Billy to Giuseppe Marcano, who in turn introduced him to Marty Marcano. Billy offered Marty a job, believing hard work would be the best way to toughen him up. Billy taught Marty the ropes of electrical work, property management, and more. Despite his semi-retirement, Billy's ranch was air-bombed by the Bay Rebels, prompting him to return to the field and help bring an end to the Bay Rebels. Now, Billy is semi-retired, still working in construction and electrical work, while occasionally helping Edward with small tasks in the criminal world. He would call Marty, his 'adopted son', a son Billy never had.

The Great Breakup

On November 8, 2024, the Big Four met under heavy clouds—both metaphorical and literal. Billy arrived early, boots coated in dust from the job site he’d just left. He sat down not as a criminal overlord, but as the builder he’d always been—someone who knew the difference between a cracked foundation and a doomed one.

Edward opened the meeting with news of the recent ambush—he and Jeff had been jumped during a car meet in Cypress Flats. But as Edward laid out the details, Alexa interjected, questioning his grip on Claymore MC and insinuating the cracks were his fault. Billy stiffened. The tone wasn’t new, but it hit different this time. It wasn’t critique—it was condescension.

Edward fired back, and quickly the room descended into raised voices. Alexa stood her ground, cold and unreadable. Billy—tired of the subtle jabs, the endless power games—finally leaned in. The argument snowballed. Jim tried to play mediator, but it was like duct tape on a fractured pillar. The damage was deeper than any of them had admitted. When they left the table, no one said a word. Just the echo of something old, breaking.

That evening, Billy drove to a site outside Sandy Shores—a place he often went to clear his head. But waiting there were Aiden and Caroline, co-leaders of the newly formed Alamo Hellraisers. They weren’t armed. They weren’t looking for blood. Just answers.

They told Billy what Edward had done—or more accurately, hadn’t done. Two Claymore riders had been sent on a job and got ambushed. Aiden called for backup. Edward didn’t show. One of them died. The other barely made it. And that was the moment the club fractured.

Billy listened. And he believed them and felt a sympathy, something he didn't feel before. He didn’t care about politics, but he did care about brotherhood. Edward had abandoned his own—something Billy could never forgive. Later that night, Billy called an emergency meeting. The others arrived not knowing what to expect. But Billy didn’t waste time.

He stood, facing Edward directly.

“This isn’t brotherhood anymore. This is business. And worse—bad business. Money’s poisoning everything we built. Loyalty don’t mean shit when profit comes first.”

He turned to Alexa, then to Jim—not to blame them, but to include them. Everyone had let it get this far. No one had stopped it.

“We were supposed to build something honest. Something real. But all I see now is ego, lies, and people too scared to admit it’s broken.”

With that, Billy slammed his hand on the table, declared he was done, and stormed out of the room. The others watched him leave in silence. Edward followed soon after, and Jim, as always, bowed out quietly. Alexa remained alone at the table, unmoved but not unaffected. The Big Four was dead.

Retirement

That night, Billy drove back to his farm, a few miles south of Bolingbroke Prison, near the foothills where the city’s noise faded into wind and open sky. For the first time in months, he didn’t take any calls. He didn’t return to the city. He didn’t check in with his crews.

He just sat on his porch, cracked open a bottle of aged whisky, and stared into the horizon.

And then he did what he had always said he wanted to do:

Billy McBardigael retired.

He left the criminal world behind—not in shame, not in defeat, but in resolve. He had built the foundation. He had helped the city rise. But he knew when it was time to walk away.

And this time, he meant it.

Post retirement

Retirement suited Billy. The farm south of Bolingbroke gave him what the city never could: peace, space to breathe, and a silence that didn’t demand anything from him. But even in that peace, he kept a phone line open — two, to be exact.

Jim and Edward.

They were more than old partners. They were the only ones Billy still called friends. Through all the chaos, betrayals, and power plays, those two had never stabbed him in the back — and Billy wasn’t about to throw that kind of loyalty away. They talked often — about work, about memories, sometimes about nothing at all. Just keeping the bond alive.

Alexa, on the other hand?

“Lying, cheating bitch,” he once muttered while pulling weeds from the garden.

He had seen through her a long time ago, but the events of the Big Four’s downfall only confirmed it. Her ambition had always outweighed her honesty. And in Billy’s book, that was unforgivable.

Edward's departure from Los Santos

A few months into his quiet life, Billy got the call: Edward was leaving Los Santos. For good.

The Yakuza problems were behind him. Claymore was dust. There was nothing left to hold him back — and ahead lay a return to Scotland, and the First Scottish Revolution that was quietly brewing beneath the surface.

Billy didn’t argue.

He just showed up.

They met at Edward’s nightclub in Strawberry, now shuttered and emptied of life. It was a quiet sendoff — no fireworks, no speeches. Just the three of them: Edward, Billy, and Jim, sharing drinks in a dimly lit booth like they had a hundred times before.

Laughter came easy that night, even with the weight of goodbye hovering over the table.

When the bottle ran dry, they made their way to LSIA. Billy gave Edward a firm handshake, then pulled him into a hug.

“Go raise hell back home, cousin.”

Edward smirked.

“Aye. And don’t let that bloody farm turn you soft.”

The plane lifted off a few minutes later.

Billy and Jim stood side by side, watching the tail lights disappear into the morning sky.

No words. Just the wind. And the end of an era.

The First Biker War

Retirement had been good to him. The quiet hum of the fields south of Bolingbroke, the rhythm of early mornings and unbothered evenings, suited Billy just fine. But every now and then, the city tugged at his thoughts. It wasn’t the crime, or the money, or even the chaos—it was the people. And one in particular he hadn’t heard from in a while: Marty.

So, he made a call.

Billy leased a modest office in the Arcadius Business Center. No fanfare, no labels. Just a desk, paperwork, a coffee machine, and the stale scent of old cigars. It was a neutral place—somewhere quiet, somewhere clean. Somewhere he could talk.

When Marty finally walked in, flanked by Morgan and Damian, Billy stood up from behind the desk. He looked at Marty a moment longer than he had to. The kid wasn’t his blood. Never was. But somewhere along the way, Billy had started calling him his adopted son. Billy was very happy to Marty again, and so was Marty.

The greeting was brief, a wordless exchange between two men who had shared more war than peace. It wasn’t warm. But it was real.

Billy turned his attention to Morgan. What he saw didn’t impress him. Slouched posture, vacant eyes, too quiet in a way that suggested either fear or detachment—or drugs. Maybe all three. The look Billy gave him wasn’t one of hatred, but of deep disappointment. Billy had worked with ghosts before, and Morgan had all the signs of becoming one.

Damian stood further back. Billy didn’t remember him, despite their previous trouble—didn’t trust him either, but decided to ignore Damian's presence. They nodded once, both reading the other from across the room. It was enough for now.

Tension lingered like dust in sunlight. Damian made a quiet exit soon after. Morgan remained, barely engaged. Marty stood at the center, bearing the weight of both.

The meeting ended without ceremony. Billy hadn’t summoned them to give orders or stir drama—just to remind Marty that some bridges hadn’t burned. And that even in retirement, he still gave a damn about the few he considered his own.

Billy stayed behind as the others left. The city buzzed below, a mess he no longer wanted part of. But today had been necessary.

He lit a cigar, opened the window, and stared into the skyline.

Marty may have moved on. But his adopted son would never be just another face in the crowd.

Billy McBardigael was retired.

But his eyes were still open.

Personality and morality

Billy McBardigael is a tough-as-nails construction boss who thrives on chaos but often comes across as the clown of the group. He’s fiercely loyal to those in his inner circle, especially his cousin Edward and his friend Jim, but his eccentric behaviour—acting funky, unpredictable, and downright weird at times—makes him both an asset and a bit of a joke among his peers.

Billy’s outlook on life is deeply shaped by his belief in traditional masculinity. He idolizes toughness, loyalty, and the idea of "manliness" as the pinnacle of worth. He has strong biases, believing that men should be in charge and women should stick to the home—particularly the kitchen. He finds it hard to respect women, especially powerful ones, which fuels his frequent tension with Alexa. To Billy, men are meant to lead, build, and dominate, while women are best left supporting from the sidelines.

Despite his old-fashioned and often offensive views, Billy isn’t a villain in his own eyes. He’s a protector of his friends and "brothers," someone who prefers straightforward solutions over complex scheming. He may joke around and embrace chaos, but his loyalty is unbreakable. Billy doesn’t shy away from violence when it’s needed, though he prefers to unnecessary cruelty at times. At his core, he believes in building something lasting—whether it’s a skyscraper, a business, or a tight-knit brotherhood of like-minded men.