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  1. It was a warm late summer evening. The sun was slowly disappearing behind the horizon. Dimitri sat on a hill overlooking the city, playing with the .50 in his hand. he sighed as his thoughts wandered off. He remembered the good times, but also the nightmares he endured. The past three years, he has comitted the worst crimes, but helped out the helpless aswell. There are two sides to a coin. That previous sentence describes Dimitri really well. He could treat people like an angel or a demon. Dimitri got into fights with the closest people around him, the people that would call him 'Dima' He remembered the wonderful people he met. People like Artyom and Nelson. Forgotten by others, but not by Dimitri. The sun already disappeared halfway behind the horizon, when Dimitri shed a tear. "Shit, so many people gone before me" he said. Removing the magazine from his pistol, Dimitri felt the void within him. He slowly reached for his duffel bag, taking out two things. His phone and one round for his .50 pistol. He continued by loading up his music app and started playing one of his most favourite songs. Once the song started, he put his phone next to him, shifting his focus to his pistol. Carefully he put the round in the magazine, before shoving the magazine in the .50 pistol. The pistol made a 'click' sound as he pulled back the slide and released it. 'Who would've thought, from a young thug to a mob leader', he softly said as he chuckled a little. He went on mumbling to himself; 'The disgusting shit I've done, forwhat? Money? Honour? Family?'. He felt pain in his heart as he spoke out the word 'family'. The pain swiftly turned into anger as he started shouting; '' I'VE LOST ALMOST MY WHOLE FAMILY'. Realizing he was shouting towards an empty void, he quickly manned up. 'My time has come, a new generation Russians is the future'. He moved a bit, to sit comfortably as he moved the .50 towards his chest, making the barrel touch his upper chest. "Ironic how my protection will be the end of my own life''. Another tear shed as he continued mumbling; 'No more Artyom, No Nelson, No Stephen, no Dominic, no Edgar and soon no Dimitri'. The sun vanished from the horizon and the song he played came to an end. The ending of the song was a perfect resemblance for the ending of Dimitris story. He came from the bottom and rose to the top. Dimitri never realized that how higher you climb, the harder you fall. His phone was now silent and it turned dark. It was so quiet just outside the city. His left hand reached for his duffel bag one last time, taking out a vodka bottle as he removed the lid with a lot of trouble. Dimitri brought the bottle to his mouth as he took a good sip, before throwing the bottle away. He pressed the barrel hard in his own chest, even to the point where it started to hurt a little. Dimitri closed his eyes as he said the words; 'I love you bratans' before pulling the trigger twice. *bang* *bang* Two loud noises followed by complete silence. Dimitri fell over, onto his back as a bloodpool started to appear next to him. Dimitri may not have died surrounded by friends or family, but that would not really matter. He had never been a person who showed his inner feelings. A hard and bitter, but fair man left the world that day. Dimitri had left the world, knowing that a new generation would replace him. I will be moving on from this awesome community. Thanks for everyone that gave me the opportunity to RP with in the past three years. До свидания!
    43 points
  2. Player(s) being reported: ID 106 , ID 135, ID 147, ID 65, ID 59, ID 37 Date of interaction reported: 06/OCT/2021. Unix time stamp from HUD: Your character name: Martin_Griggs Other player(s) involved: Kanan_Stark, Sindy_Collins, Tyrone_Loui Specific rule(s) broken: Include the name of the rule as well as the exact stipulation that was broken. Do not post the entire rule - be specific and precise. 9. Non-Roleplay (NRP) Actions that are unrealistic or promote poor quality roleplay are considered as non-roleplay. 14. Deathmatch (DM) Deathmatching is the act of attacking a player without a proper IC motive and interaction. 15. Player Theft, Prison Breakout, and Kidnapping Robberies should be conducted in a realistic manner with reasonable in-character motive using secluded areas. Players should not conduct minor robberies in situations with high risk. Desert or forest areas are considered secluded but witnesses should still be considered. How did the player break the rule(s)? (300 words maximum)\ Provide an explanation of how they broke the rule(s) here. The explanation of the player rule breach must be concise as well as factual and limited to a maximum of 300 words. Should the explanation exceed this limit, the reviewing staff member can request an update and if still non-compliant following the provided time, the report will be denied. This interaction started by Pauls farm, just outside the road to Sea Labs when nothing hostile was exchange by my character and them. They proceeded to follow multiple of our members from the roads near Pauls farm all the way back to Jamestown. There is where I believe the rules start being breached. They all start circling our HQ, starting off friendly then start saying to another gang member that they are going to smoke us and he began singing songs along the lines of "Smoke ZT's". From the evidence provided they also pull out heavies on our HQ which I believe is blatant Non-RP as they should not be trying to bait conflict at another HQ seems highly unrealistic. When I circled round I found a member of their gang setup in the alley way. We pulled in and as you can see from the evidence and again no hostile exchange was made apart from the ISSI Sport who started becoming hostile. They then proceeded to give demands, in an alley right next to our HQ with very little to no motive at all. I tried to drive away but was shot which in my eyes is deathmatching with no proper motive. In no scenario would it be realistic to pull up to a HQ and try bait conflict then give demands to someone literally across from the HQ (You can see our HQ from where it happened as presented in the evidence.) It was clear that they had every intention to start conflict on our HQ. I'd also like to add when I reached out the them OOC, their reasons differed between each member from saying we were in a lab (which we weren't) to we kidnapped one of their members. Also, ID 138 said OOC'ly to not include him in the report which shows to me that even some of them knew they had broken rules. Thank you for taking the time to read this report. Evidence of rule breach I had to restart my game as you can see from the text in the chat, that's how the clip is only 3 minutes long, POV's were requested so hopefully some of them have longer POV's
    31 points
  3. Another day in Alberto’s life The day started off normal, Alberto did his standard routine. He jumped back in to bed and was thinking about a big underground meeting with every illegal organization in the city. He thought it was necessary as police was too much involved in our wicked world of criminals. Alberto called Miky which is one of his High Command and told him to invite every illegal organization in the city, cause shit needed to change and it needed to happen now! Family Meeting (Семейная встреча) Once Miky arranged everything, Alberto called the family together before we went to the location. After the family meeting, we all stacked up and went with dubsta’s towards the location. The Meeting (Встреча) We arrived 10 minutes prior the original time, we all took our heavy weaponry out and stand in a line like professionals, waiting for the other organization to pull up. Once some of the gangs pulled up, we got a notification by one of our scouts that PD/SD was near and knew about the meeting. Everybody left straight away and went in to safety. Once everything was cooled down, we called everybody and told them to go to old Russian HQ which is South Elysian. The moment of truth (Момент истины) Lucky this time all of the gangs that got invited arrived in safety, we were able to talk business for a good hour. Charlie Mchoe which is one of the leaders of Creed had a question, his question was ‘’Why is Cartel not here’’ which Miky responded with ‘’ Cartel has more important things to do then talk about Police and we don’t want to take the risk to let him get arrested.’’ Then out of the blue Seth, which is a member of the cartel, came out and showed himself and left, making the Russians believe he was agitated. Lewis and I didn’t feel right about the situation and felt that Charlie embarrassed the Russian Mob infront of the whole underground. Once Seth left, law enforcement arrived and everybody left the location. Could it be proving Alberto’s point about snitches in the underworld? The setup (Установка) Lewis and Alberto met up at their HQ and talked about Charlie. They then decided to set Charlie up. Lewis sent a message to Charlie and ask if he had excessive drugs, which Charlie responded with a strong ‘yes’. Once Charlie arrived at Russian HQ, he brought 6 other members with him, all with heavy guns. We told them to go inside the property and wait for Lewis to bring the money. Once we had people waiting outside, we told them to get on their knees. Once we had everybody on their knees Lewis told Charlie to never embarrass the Russian Mob ever again. It wasn’t about the money or the drugs, we wanted to show Creed who the Russians really are. (once a Russian always a Russian)
    30 points
  4. Character name(s): Dimitri Mandojev, Tom Vandijk, Tom Larkiston, Tom Tayler Admin who issued punishment: Lewis Date of punishment: 26/09/21 Punishment received: DSO / failure to cooperate in an investigation Reason given for punishment: I refused to screenshare my discord chats after admins gave me a chance to prove my innocence. Your explanation of what happened: The past 3 years has been a hell of a ride, where I met and lost a lot of friends that I made through playing ECRP. Being in a leadership position for 11 months, with only a few HC to support me, affected me and made me lose my clear vision. I got caught up in shit and surrounded myself with people I should not have. When I got approached by MrSilky with the request to prove my innocence after he aquired evidence, I appreciated the chance and went in a call with him and a few others. There were 2 chats that they specifically wanted to see. One was almost completely empty and the other one had too much personal information, I claimed. I refused politely and when admins told me that it would lead to a ban, I accepted the consequences. Why should your appeal be accepted?: I know that I've been told to reappeal in 6 months, but my last appeal was not made with a clear mind. It was chaos and hectic and I left a faction behind with no one behind the wheel. I rushed it and looking back, I regret on what my actions were. I've been banned for more than a month now and I've thought about my actions that led up to the ban and afterwards. If I had the chance to go back, I would've shown my pms to prove my innocence. Honestly, I regret that I was so stubborn and arrogant. Over the course of the past 3 years, I've been nothing but a positive asset to the community. My characters have ranged from DOC to PD to multiple gangs. I created a faction from scratch and always made sure that my faction was a positive contribution for the server and community. If you were to go up to my enemies, 9/10 people would tell you that OOCLY we were being nice. When other factions fell due to OOC reasons, I made sure mine persisted. This probably raises the question on how I would prevent this from happening again if I ever get another chance. It is simple, if I do get the chance to roleplay again on this server, I do not intend to take leadership of the Russian Mob. The stress and all the ooc shit that comes with it, troubled my mind and affected me. To prevent that from happening again and ending up in this situation again, I will not take a leading position. I made videos on my youtube channel showcasing the roleplay that not only I, but also the server has to offer. When being removed from all the ECRP community discords, I've never said a bad thing about Eclipse roleplay. My punishment says DSO, but I have not slandered or tried to disrupt the server after I got banned as many other people do so. I never had ill intent towards the server and will never have. On the contrary actually cause I still love to see my faction strive in this server. This is not for the sake of 'my faction needs me' or anything related, but just because I loved to play it. I would be open to show my pms if there is still interest for it, contradicting what I said a month earlier. I know this is a long shot and that some people might not believe that I deserve another chance, but I truly hope they can give me the benefit of the doubt. I believe in the better of humanity and even though I made mistakes, I hope you guys can see the positive contribution that I am. It hurts to be labeled as a DSO'er but I understand the reasoning behind it. At the least, I hope that my reappeal time could be revised. Post any evidence or further details: https://gyazo.com/b2f528058fb47d0bb669646879212d93
    25 points
  5. Player(s) being reported: Sherlock Dang ID 128 Date of interaction reported: 07/OCT/2021 Unix time stamp from HUD: 1633656705 Your characters name: Cameron Fade Other player(s) involved: WAG Specific rule(s) broken: 9. Non-Roleplay (NRP) Actions that are unrealistic or promote poor quality roleplay are considered as non-roleplay. 14. Deathmatch (DM) Prior interaction should include escalation such as a robbery or a report to the police. Players on foot should only be attempted to be hit with a vehicle once with valid motive. How did the player break the rule(s)? I was at our HQ when WAG pulled on our block when i shouted to them to leave. They then began talking shit and threatened to smoke us. To which I talked shit back and we were just having a back and forth argument. I needed to go get something from parking so they decided to chase me. I switched cars and was heading back to the Block when I crashed. WAG believed that my car stalled but it did not. I went afk for a short minute to go play a song from YouTube and that's when ID 128 decided to hop out of his car with a shotgun. We were in front of multiple buildings in a nice residential area where lots of people would be hanging out at. Because of the time of day there would be an endless number of cars going back and forth and people at the nearby pond. I asked sherlock in PMS why he decided to shoot me and he responded with because i brought up an RP scenario that happened 3-4 months ago. I Because I did not hear his demands I changed my freq when he finally decided to give me demands. This is when I hopped off my bike and followed his demands until he was far ahead of me and there were no guns being pointed at me. This is when they killed me. I believe this is a NRP robbery because of the area we were at(How public it was), The businesses we were next to, and the people who would've been in their homes. I believe this is DM because the RP Scenario that got sherlock decided to shoot me over happened 3-4 months ago which wouldn't give him a really strong reason to rob or kill me for the matter. Evidence of rule breach: https://streamable.com/tluz4k
    25 points
  6. 🅱🅻🅰🅲🅺 🅹🅴🆂🆄🆂 🅳🅸🅰🆁🆈 🅳🅴🅰🆁 🅳🅸🅼🅰 𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓪 𝓢𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓼 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓓𝓲𝓶𝓪, (𝓹𝓪𝓰𝓮 1) 𝓘𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵𝔂 𝓪 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓪𝓰𝓸 𝓘 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓡𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓾𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮 𝓶𝓮. 𝓘 𝓻𝓪𝓷 𝓾𝓹 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓰𝔂𝓶 𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓼 𝓘 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓘 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓲𝓷 (𝓻𝓮𝓭𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓭) . 𝓜𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓼 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓶𝔂 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓘 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭, 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽. 𝓜𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝓼𝓼 𝓓𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓻𝓲 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷, 𝓐 𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓿𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓲𝔃𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼. 𝓘 𝓪𝓼𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 "𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓓𝓲𝓶𝓪?" 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓝𝓪𝓱 𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓹𝓲𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼. 𝓘𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝔀 2 𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼, 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓰𝓸𝓮𝓼 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓲𝓼 𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝓭𝔂 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝓷𝓾𝓶𝓫 𝓪𝓼 𝓘𝓯 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝔀𝓮 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓮𝓽 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷. (𝓹𝓪𝓰𝓮 2) 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓑𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓯. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓿𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓭𝓪𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓾𝓼 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓡𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓱𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓷𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷. 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓹𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓭, 𝓓𝓲𝓶𝓪! 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝓭𝔂. 𝓜𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝓭𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓪𝓽 𝓡𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓛𝓮𝓰𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓲𝓵𝓽 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓸𝔁𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓸𝓫. 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓱 𝓲𝓷 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓘 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪𝓷 𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓲𝓵𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓾𝓹 𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼. 𝓑𝓾𝓽, 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 " 𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓪 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓹𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓪𝓷 . 𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓲𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓵𝓽𝓱𝔂 𝓬𝓾&𝓽^ ." 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓫 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓸𝓫 𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 .50 . 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓰𝓼 𝓭𝓪𝓲𝓵𝔂. 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓸. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 "𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻" 𝓪 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓫 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓭𝓲𝓭. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂, 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓜𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮, 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓰𝓾𝓷𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓿𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓻𝓾𝓮𝓵 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓾𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓻. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓣𝓥 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓽 𝓪 𝓫𝓾𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽. (𝓹𝓪𝓰𝓮 3) 𝓘𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓫 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓗𝓠 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓢𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓪𝓽. 𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓰𝓷𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓴𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝓻𝓾𝓭𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓽 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓽, 𝓝𝓪𝓱! 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰. 𝓦𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 67. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓼𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓘 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓡𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓯𝓪𝓶 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 67 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼. 𝓘 𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 .50𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓼𝓪𝓴𝓮! 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓾𝓹. 𝓘 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 0 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓯𝓯 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼, 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼. 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓵𝓵, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓾𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓮. 𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔀𝓮 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓓𝓲𝓶𝓪? 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝔀𝓮 𝓭𝓸 𝓘 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔀𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓸𝓷 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔀 "𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓙𝓮𝓼𝓾𝓼" 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰! 𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓗𝓲𝓵𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓘 𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓸𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓘 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓬𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝔂 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓭𝓪𝔂! 𝓞𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓪 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓾𝓹 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱. 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓼 𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓼 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓬𝓮𝓼 the prisoners to go to the yard. Sumana closes his diary expecting it to continue on the next day
    24 points
  7. Self Assessment Christopher had done some thinking and after a few wise words and thorough thought between his Underboss Jay Valentino and Consig Harry Valentino, the trio decided there was going to be a few major as well as minor changes to the group to improve potential and overall success of the group in the coming months. There was a list of things that needed to be spoken about but the main topic was clear as day, Conflict. It was no secret The Brotherhood did not back down from conflict with any group and they were willing to do anything to assert their dominance and showcase their strength. Whilst meeting with other organizations and talking about their conflicts with other groups it was brought to their attention BSB should not be wasting their time fighting gangs such as Rising Suns. A group who kept to themselves and apart from a few of their members talking shit to the group on rare occasions the overall group had been nothing but respectful and only wanted to be left alone to tend to their business. So it had been decided, unless prompted otherwise the group was going to leave RS alone and focus on more important matters, such as conflict with the Los Santos Royals and a new group rising from the hood Zero Tolerance. The beef with Royals had stemmed from a few personal beefs that were backed by the new found family in the group, as well as the clear monetary gain from the ability to rob the opposition at labs and other parts of the city. "If you have something to take, we will." That was Christopher's mentality and outlook on the criminal world and everyone behind him strongly believed it as well. This was also the case for ZT. If BSB had a chance to make a gain they were going to take it. This seemed to work well for the group as many guns and assets had been acquired from taking them off the corpses of rival gangs and BSB found themselves on the receiving end of loss very rarely. As the gang found themselves fighting more often than before the high command decided a step back and assessment was necessary. Meetings with other organizations had been scheduled and they had plans to start making their way back towards the business-minded side of the criminal world while also still having the ability to make monetary gains up north. Making Moves There was two organizations whom The Brotherhood were primarily interested in meeting with. The objectives of the meetings were to discuss future business as well as gaining clarity on both of the groups' current allies and enemies within the city. The first organization they met with was The Rooks. The talks of the meeting were simple and to the point, each group asking whom they were aligned with as well as current and potential future conflicts. Talks of dealings with product for product trades were discussed but nothing had been set in stone. What had been set in stone is neither group had the intentions of conflicting with one another in the future. As the meeting wrapped up BSB left happy with their current standing and position with The Rooks and were looking forward to future business with the group. The second group The Brotherhood had planned to meet with was the Russian Mob. Their previous relationship was good but both groups believed it could be better. After the recent disappearance of Dimitri, Christopher reached out to who he assumed would be next in line to be Boss, Alberto Panchino. The meeting was arranged with high hopes on each side. The meeting day had arrived and the two groups gathered in a spot that was familiar to them. The alley where the very first meeting between the two groups happened, a place where they met again in hopes to further their relationship towards an even brighter future than before. The two groups spoke about future goals for themselves as well as both groups' current relations within the city. The groups agreed to always have one another's backs. The discussion went on for sometime speaking about dealings and other business propositions that could be mutually beneficial to both groups. The meeting had eventually came to an end with both groups smiling and laughing with one another agreeing to the same terms, they were now officially Allies! What The Future Holds With the meetings done and the group seeming to get back on track to what they were striving to be, the hopes of BSB are at an all time high. Now it was just time to get to work. Recruitment had started to grow at a rapid rate and it felt everyday The Brotherhood was gradually growing in size. With this feeling Christopher assured himself he was going to make sure every person he brought into the group would be solid and exactly who they needed to be to fit right in. Future plans for BSB are to maintain their current relations as well as their operations up north. Christopher knew these times were crucial for the overall future of the group and he was going to be involved and assuring only the best for him and his group's future. The future of the group seemed brighter than ever, now only time would decide how it will unfold.
    23 points
  8. Player(s) being reported: ID 197 Date of interaction reported: 10/20/2021 Unix time stamp from HUD: 1634761397 Your characters name: Christopher_Bridge Other player(s) involved: Specific rule(s) broken: 9. Non-Roleplay (NRP) Actions that are unrealistic or promote poor quality roleplay are considered as non-roleplay. Players are required to remain IC at all times. RP can only be paused or voided by admins. If a crash / disconnect occurs, players must post in the crash reports discord channel and contact all parties to resume. Players reconnecting must be given all opportunities held prior. Players should not instigate situations they do not have time to play through. If a player is chased they must wait 15 minutes before they can log out of the game. Players can’t depict their character with real images or game images not possible on ECRP. Non-off road vehicles may not drive up mountains or steep hills. LSEMS & Mechanics are exempt. 13. Fear Roleplay (FRP) Fear RP is showing appropriate care and concern to preserve your character's safety and life. If a player's life is in direct danger they must RP adequate fear and comply with demands. If an attacker lowers their weapon to type, victims which were under fear RP remain as so. A player is not showing proper fear if they run while on foot/bike or in an unpowered vehicle and a weapon is aimed at them at close range, or if they drive into an active shootout more than once without the intent of providing cover or fleeing with it. A player still has the option to react if they are in a powered vehicle, if they already have a weapon drawn facing their attacker, or if their attacker's view is obstructed by an object. How did the player break the rule(s)? I was robbing a Kudo when one of their members rolled up and seen it and called for back up on this freq. I chase the member who called for backup into a tight space hopped off my bike and started yelling demands over and over. Although I was whispering in the footage I know I was well close enough to him for me to hear me. This man also knows what I'm doing when I'm running and pulling my gun out aiming at him. He even runs by me as he draws his gun and then starts shooting me then he begins holding crouch and sprint as seen in the footage at 1:14 which I've seen in many reports as bug abuse/NRP thank you for your time and consideration on this report. I asked the reported party to save his pov and he said it glitched, whatever that means but I believe my pov is enough in this situation. Evidence of rule breach: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nGGRNsrHxs&ab_channel=Chr!s
    22 points
  9. Warming Up With the influx of new members coming into The Brotherhood, Christopher had many suggestions to take initiative on making sure everyone in the group was physically fit for the lifestyle they were going to lead, the criminal world is no joke and The Brotherhood needed to be in the best shape as possible. So Christopher had set a plan, He was going to gather everyone and do a little bit of training. The training was going to consist of many things from climbing hills to swimming to strength training to fighting one another training their hand to hand combat. Christopher had told everyone to come to Bridge Street and to be wearing something comfortable. Once everyone arrived Christopher got everyone into a circle and had Opal lead stretches before beginning their activities. A Short Jog and Swim After warming up Christopher led the group to Mirror Park Gas where they grabbed food and water for their trip. After everyone filled up and was ready to go they met at the bottom of the hill leading up to the dam. Once everyone had gathered Christopher made them form a line and he had a short speech before they started their climb. "This is hill is a symbol for our family. We started at the bottom but with the support of one another and hard work we all will make it to the top. Now lets all climb this hill together and BSB will literally be on top hahaha. FIRST TWO TO THE TOP GET 10K EACH" Everyone began sprinting up the hill for the race to the top and their 10k. After completing the race everyone laboring to breath sat at the top. A new recruit named Pangi and Opal were the two winners. After a moment of rest the group took a jog down to the area where the tide had lowered and Christopher announced the next activity they all would be doing. Team swimming relays, the two winners from the hill climb were going to be captains and choose whom they wanted on their teams. Once teams were made one had went shirts and other had skins. The goal of the race was to have the two teams split in two and swap places with one another completing the relay. After long strenuous swims the shirts team had emerged victorious smiles on their faces they all posed for a photo "Winning Team!" Feel the Burn Once the teams finished up swimming back to the shore Christopher instructed them to get into the same groups. They were all gonna do different exercises for 1 minute intervals each then swap activities team shirts started with sit ups working on their cores and shirts began to do push ups working on their arms and chest "If you ain't feelin pain then you ain't making gain." Once everyone finished those two exercises Christopher had everyone line up into rows and the group did jumping jack together working on their legs muscles and also their cardio. After the group finished Christopher called a break and there was a few minutes to rest he wanted everyone to get ready for the final and main event of the evening. Right Hooks & Jabs Once everyone was full rested and ready to begin the next activity Christopher announced what it was going to be. "When you're in the city you might not always have a gun on you or within arms reach and you will need to be able to defend yourself adequately that's why the last activity of the day will be hand to hand combat training!" smiles came across the faces of everyone in front of him and they all looked ready to begin to work. Christopher paired everyone up into groups of two and they all squared up and began their training with one another. Mean right hooks, leg sweeps, rib shots. Those we just some of the many different kind of attacks used on one another. After watching all of his people fight one another seeing each one put up an incredible effort everyone learning new moves from one another, Christopher had a smile slowly come across his face. He knew the potential of this group was significant and it was solely up to them to be successful, He knew their fate was in their own hands. After everything was finished and everyone had recovered from the fights everyone lined up and took one last picture with the whole group to remember just how successful the outing was, this group was truly Family.
    22 points
  10. “What’s it like to be a rook?” Fuck. I got arrested for the first time. Then the second time. Then the third time. I’m no longer seen as an innocent medic in the eyes of the law – just the devil in pink. My world has officially been turned upside down for good, no going back. After joining the rooks, I became extremely close to Randy and Andrew, almost instantly. It felt natural, as if our souls were connected. They were like brothers to me, and the connection we all had together grew stronger and stronger as days passed. Then one day, after realizing I had no actual family (known to me anyway..), I decided to take a blood test to see where my relatives were... turns out they were in the fucking Rooks. Andrew and Randy were both my older brothers and this whole time no one had any idea. However, it explained a whole lot about their protective nature over me and the passion and fire burning inside of me to protect them both with every fiber of my being. I decided to embrace this and change my last name to what it should've been all along - Berkowitz. Thus, Anneliese Berkowitz was born. I’m all in. I put everything on the line - including my life - for just the opportunity to join this family - and I found my brothers. My daily life has consisted of meetings with various other gangs, hitting banks, robbing stores, and shooting people. Sounds basic for a criminal, doesn’t it? Wrong. Rooks are different. We move different. It’s pretty fucking hard to find us or even identify us, and that’s simply because you don’t know who we are or who we’re with until we want you to know. Its one of our biggest strengths. We're known for the business deals we offer and make, the connections we've built with others, and the pure fact that my family has lasted the longest in this city. We have something others don't - loyalty. This is my family. The people I risk my life for every fucking day. The people I'd drop absolutely anything I'm doing to help, no matter what. We're coming in full force to take back the respect we deserve. The people of Los Santos ain't ready for what's about to fucking hit them. Fly or die. The devil in disguise - Anneliese Berkowitz.
    22 points
  11. 🅱🅻🅰🅲🅺 🅹🅴🆂🆄🆂 🅳🅸🅰🆁🆈 🅳🅴🅰🆁 🅳🅸🅼🅰 𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓪 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓻𝔂 🅿🅰🅶🅴(4) 𝕴𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖞 366 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖙 𝖉𝖔𝖈. 𝕾𝖍𝖎𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖌𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊. 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖎𝖘 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖛𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖉𝖗𝖚𝖌𝖘. 𝕸𝖞 𝖉𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖎𝖘 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖈𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖎𝖘 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖉𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖞 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖘. 𝕳𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝕴𝖙 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖚𝖞𝖘. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖆𝖗 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕹𝖔 𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖚𝖓𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖚𝖕 𝖘𝖒𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒. 𝕴 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖉 𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝕴 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖍𝖆. 𝕳𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝕴 𝖌𝖔𝖙 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖍 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖎𝖓𝖛𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖎𝖊𝖜. 𝕴 𝖒𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖛𝖔𝖉𝖐𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖘𝖔 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖎𝖙!. 𝕴𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖘 𝕴 𝖌𝖔𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖘 𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖓'𝖘 𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖔𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖆 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖔𝖇𝖇 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖘 𝕶𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖙𝖓𝖊𝖞. 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖜 𝖒𝖊 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖞 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖊 𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓. 𝕬𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖁𝖔𝖉𝖐𝖆! 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖐 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖔𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖚𝖝𝖚𝖗𝖞 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖐 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗. 🅿🅰🅶🅴(5) 𝕺𝖍! 𝕴 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖔𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖏𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖈. 𝕴 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆 𝖋𝖊𝖜 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖓𝖆'𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖗𝖔𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖕𝖘 𝖕𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓. 𝕴𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖕𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖙 𝖍𝖎𝖒 𝖚𝖕. 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖚𝖕𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊. 𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖕! 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖇𝖆𝖉 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖘, 𝕾𝖔 𝖜𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖕 𝖎𝖓 𝖉𝖔𝖈. 𝕺𝖍, 𝖜𝖆𝖎𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖎𝖙! 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖉𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖞𝖊𝖙. 𝕴 𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖆𝖓 𝕬𝖐 47 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆 .50 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖔𝖇 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖊 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 .50 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖌𝖌𝖑𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖙. 𝕾𝖆𝖉𝖑𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍 𝕾𝕯 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕻𝕯 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕾𝕯 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖚𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝖘𝖆𝖜 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖊 𝖒𝖞 .50 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖚𝖑𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖑𝖞. 𝕴 𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖎𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖞 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖚𝖕 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖆 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝕴 𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖉 𝕾𝖊𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖞 .50. 𝕾𝖊𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖉 𝖆 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖉𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖘 𝖒𝖊 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖜𝖊 𝕽𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖊𝖍? 𝕴𝖙 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖕 𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆 2-𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖎𝖓𝖛𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖌𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍 𝕻𝕯 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕾𝕯 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖇𝖞 𝖔𝖓𝖊. 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆 𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖆 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘. 𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖕... 𝕴 𝖌𝖔𝖙 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖉𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑. 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙'𝖘 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖌𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝕴 𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖘. 🅿🅰🅶🅴(6) 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖌𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑, 𝖉𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖏𝖔𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝕸𝖔𝖇. 𝕴𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖞 𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝕴 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖉 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖓. 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊, 𝕴 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊'𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖞 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝕴 𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖔𝖇 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝕾𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖙 𝕯𝕮𝕮 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊. 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕴𝖓 𝕯𝕮𝕮 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖗𝖎𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖉. 𝕭𝖚𝖙, 𝕾𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝕴 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖉 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝕱𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖐𝖞 𝕲𝖊𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊. 𝕳𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖆 𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖌 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 "𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉" 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖉𝖚𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖚𝖊𝖘. 𝕴 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖉𝖔𝖚𝖇𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕱𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖐𝖞 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖉 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝕹𝖎𝖈𝖐 𝕱𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖗 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝕾𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖙'𝖘 𝖑𝖆𝖇 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖓𝖊𝖗. 𝕳𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖚𝖞 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖆 𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖊. 𝕳𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝕸𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖒𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊. 𝕭𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖞, 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖕𝖍𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖔𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖗𝖊-𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖑𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖆 𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖘. 𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖑, 𝕯𝖎𝖒𝖆! 𝕴 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖚𝖕 𝖞𝖊𝖙. 𝕴 𝕬𝖒 𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖚𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑. 🅿🅰🅶🅴(7) 𝕷𝖆 𝕱𝖚𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖆 𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖑 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖘𝖚𝖕𝖕𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖗𝖚𝖌𝖘, 𝖌𝖚𝖓𝖘, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆 𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖌 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖞. 𝕹𝖔 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖚𝖘 𝕽𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖘 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖗 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖌𝖔𝖙 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖞. 𝕭𝖚𝖙, 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖑 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖋 𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖑 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖓 𝖚𝖓𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖐𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝕾𝖊𝖙𝖍 (𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖉) 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖁𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 (𝕽𝖊𝖉𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖉) 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝖚𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉. 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖊-𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕾𝖊𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 5'8 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖊 𝖁𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖎𝖘 6'2 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖐. 𝕾𝖊𝖙𝖍 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖆 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖇𝖊𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝕷𝖔𝖘 𝕾𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘. 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖉 𝖑𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖜𝖔 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖁𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖍𝖎𝖒 𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑𝖘. 𝕴, 𝖔𝖋 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊, 𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖔𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖁𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙'𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖜𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖋 𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖍𝖆. 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖔. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕾𝖊𝖙𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖞 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖜𝖊 𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖌𝖔 𝖓𝖊𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝕭𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕷𝕾𝕯 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖑 𝖘𝖚𝖕𝖕𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖘. 𝕬𝖑𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕷𝖊𝖜𝖎𝖘 𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖘 𝖋𝖚𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖕 𝖎𝖋 𝖜𝖊 𝖉𝖔 𝖌𝖔 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝕴 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖑 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖎𝖘𝖘 𝖔𝖋𝖋 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊. 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖗𝖎 𝕴 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜! 𝕬 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖘 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖊𝖌𝖔 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖉𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝕴 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚. 𝖂𝖊 𝖒𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖕𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖞 𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖐. 𝕳𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝖂𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖚𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖜𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖎𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖋𝖎𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖔𝖇 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖔𝖇 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖚𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓𝖊. 𝖂𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖔𝖋 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝕴 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓. 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖎𝖓 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖞𝖊𝖙 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝖉𝖔 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕴 𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖘. 𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓪 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓰𝓸𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹
    22 points
  12. The fight with PD has been insane in the last couple of weeks. From harrassement to the straight abuse. PD has caused nothing but constant power trips down at the hood and it's not looking good. Tony already hated PD to begin with, making it hard for him to agree with GW's "welcoming PD" movement to the hood. Tony was always throwing up gang signs at PD, throwing his middle fingers up in their faces trying to get them annoyed enough to leave. It was always the same two officers that always abused their stay, or maybe even three.. Couch and his dog Kyle - then you had Detective Quinn causing issues. Tony was always being bothered by Couch the most, making his hate for him beyond explainable. Couch would go around giving tickets to Tony for J-Walking in his own streets.. The harrassement was unreal. One evening, Couch even decided to beat up a woman down at Grove instead of using proper force. Once Tony saw that, he began to get involved instantly. He began avoiding the officers demands, shouting back at them - just simply trying to get their attention on him to piss them off even more. Tony was later arrested for failing to comply and threatening a government employees life. Early Monday morning, Tony had some trouble with the business side of Ballas. Every day Tony tried to take care of a little business, it kept getting hit by the Russians left and right every shipment they were trying to retrieve. For a week straight, Ballas couldn't keep their shit in order without having trouble along the way. That's when Tony decided to himself, it's time to make shit right. He then got in contact with some Russians, trying to come down to a solution on how to end this nonsense war between the two sets. Seeing we all have the same enemy, which is the PD - we shouldn't be fighting each other but against them. The Ballas and Russians came down to a neutrality with business, to make sure everyone is surviving the war with PD's brutality. The weekend arrives and Tony was getting really excited for what was about to go down. He's always respected and looked up to Trae as a mentor of this type of business life. Tony had even called up his cousin from Liberty City to lend him a rental for the weekend. Tony called up his girl, they got into the car and headed up to the port to receive the incoming vehicle off the boat. As imports were getting more expensive due to the current economic situation, Tony paid a fee of $10,000 just to get the vehicle overseas. Seeing Tony lived in the hood and wasn't capable of making that type of money so quick, he had it lent to him by his long life friend Tommy. Once Tony got the vehicle, he went down to Grove and showed Trae the ride for the wedding. Trae was definitely impressed with what I had gotten so he can ride in style at his wedding. Everyone arrived at the location where the wedding's ceremony was taking place. Obviously we had PD's own Couch watching over the wedding, making Precious uncomfortable after the beat down she got from him. You can even say she was getting slight PTSD at her own ceremony. Who would want to live this way? Luckily for her, she has Trae & the Ballas by her side to protect her in these tough times with the PD. There was a moment where Tony thought it was over, losing members, losing respect.. Tony was freaking out and he didn't know what to do. He lost his respect with the dealers in his hood for a move he did without thinking straight. He began thinking twice before making another move or decision regarding the business and it slowly was becoming what he imagined. Trae and GW had a meeting with Tony regarding his recent actions and how they were affecting his role in the Ballas set. Tony began thinking of what to do, he ended up just doing what Deandre kept telling him to do.. just calm down. Tony listened and got the business moving again despite that he wasn't the same level of respect as the others. He began getting the recognition he deserved and got his respect back in no time. Business for the Ballas was back to being perfect thanks to a little knowledge from the old man Deandre.
    22 points
  13. The Story of Bruce Hardings ORIGINS Bruce Hardings grew up in the troubled streets of Washington D.C. surrounded by drugs, money, and guns; his childhood wasn't of the typical American. From the young age of 9 Bruce watched as his mother was thrown into the back of a police cruiser not to be seen ever again... Bruce's father Tyrone Hardings on the other hand was the leader of one of the biggest gangs in the city, meaning Bruce practically had to fight for himself on the lone streets of Washington, quickly turning to a criminal lifestyle from a young age. Bruce looked to the streets to be his family. Tyrone Hardings showed Bruce how to survive on the streets so he could become his own man. Four years later, he had already held his first gun and sold his first bit of drugs, and his father’s gang had grown immensely and was now under investigation from the FIB. Soon after Bruce's 18th birthday on a freezing winter night in DC, Bruce jumped out of bed to the sound of three loud bangs. “THIS IS THE FIB! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP OR FORCE WILL BE USED!” Bruce's father grabbed the .50 from under his bed and stormed into his room, with a look of worry on his face, he looked Bruce straight into his eyes and said “Run!” Without hesitation Bruce jumped out his window and never looked back... “BANG! BANG! BANG!” A tear slowly rolled down his face as he realized what had just happened, Bruce vouched to never go back to that life. He went straight to the airport and caught the first flight available. “Los Santos”, the ticket stated. Starting a new chapter in his life… Welcome to Los Santos After a long flight to Los Santos, Bruce stepped off the plane and went straight to work. He managed to secure a job at LSC and began oil mining to get some extra money to his name. After a couple of weeks of grinding at LSC, Bruce found himself bored and looking for something more. Bruce quickly realized that the legal life wasn't for him. When at the bank to collect his salary, Bruce met one of his soon to be closest friends, Cameron Fade. After meeting and getting to know Cameron, he took Bruce under his wing and showed him the criminal ways of the city, resparking Bruce’s desire for the criminal life… Beginning Criminal Life Bruce's first days as a criminal were with MS-13. During his time in MS-13 he reapplied his skills as a criminal by doing illegal activities with his new gang such as robbing stores and people, holding labs and hitting banks. After MS-13 disbanded, Bruce and his close friends moved to The Lost MC, this is where he learned many skills like how to cook drugs and how the cartel worked. This is where Bruce was able to see the financial gains from being a criminal. After gaining all those skills from The Lost MC, he and his friends decided to part ways from Lost and create their own gang, The ‘East Side Locos’, where he quickly learned all the politics about how gangs operate. Unfortunately, there were a multitude of events that lead to the eventual disbanding of ESL, thus leaving Bruce solo again in search of a new home. Meeting The Brotherhood After the disbanding of ESL, Bruce was left lonely and stuck wondering what to do. Many of his friends from the past had left the city. Due to this, he was heavily considering leaving the city himself. This quickly changed a few days later when Bruce was rolling around with his closest friend in the city, Cameron Fade, where they had rolled across a gang wearing green in Mirror Park. Curious, Cameron and Bruce stepped out of their cars and began interacting with them. They identified themselves as ‘The Bridge Street Brotherhood’. After a couple of hours on the block, Bruce and Cameron could tell the group had lots of potential and made it a priority to visit the block everyday. After a couple of days of talking to the members of BSB, they wanted to get more involved, so they asked if they could roll around with them when they were getting into shootouts. Talking business with The Brotherhood, Bruce felt at home and wanted to become an official member. The environment, the people - it just felt right. The pair felt like they were wanted no matter their past; it felt like a family they wanted to be a part of. After a talk with Christopher Bridge and Jay Valentino, Bruce and Cameron were officially in the Brotherhood starting out their prospect phase. Brewing Conflict After a week with the Brotherhood, Cameron and Bruce had been enjoying themselves. On a warm Sunday afternoon, the pair were driving around town, listening to music, enjoying themselves. Since they had just joined the Brotherhood a couple of days ago, they decided to go up to Bayview Auto Shop for a new paint job. After looking at the modification catalog, and sending it to Bayview, Cameron signed the invoice and the mechanic had brought his Sultan Classic into the garage. Unexpectedly, a random man swiftly ran into the garage stealing the Sultan Classic. Noticing this quickly, Bruce yelled for Cameron to hop into his Issi and they began pursuing the Sultan Classic. Unfortunately, they were unable to track it, so they quickly explained the situation on freq and the Brotherhood began roaming the city checking chop shops. Bruce and Cameron made their way to Left Lake first. They drove on the hill to see something they hadn't expected. A shipment container sitting on the ground with 6 people going through it. Bruce instantly called on freq, "There's a drop, Alamo Sea, get here now!". They stayed in their Issi and tried to stay on top of the hill to stay hidden. They were quickly seen by a BF400 that was sitting on the hill with them. The man on the BF had a red t-shirt on with white shorts and a red and white mask. Cameron stated on freq, "It’s Rising Suns”. The BF400 drove over to them. "Leave now or we will shoot!". Bruce frantically drove away but kept a good enough distance to still keep an eye on them while backup was on the way. The Rising Suns were quick to pick up everything in the shipment, transport it to their Contender, and get out of the area. Bruce, knowing backup was still minutes away, started to follow the Contender packed with 4 Rising Suns and the lysergic. Cameron had given callouts on the radio stating their location and where they would go. Bruce got distracted by something in his mirror and had lost them, but the Brotherhood kept looking. Knowing the Rising Suns HQ was in Vespucci, that's where everyone was headed. After a couple of minutes searching for the Contender, a BSB member spotted them outside of a house in Vespucci. "Everyone to Little Tokyo now! I see the Contender". The gang was quick to respond, showing up in seconds. Everyone arrived to the area and saw some Rising Suns entering the house. The Brotherhood was quick to push into the house together. Guns were pulled, shots were fired and the Brotherhood had control of the situation. 2 Rising Suns were on their knees and 1 was dead. The Brotherhood frisked the Rising Suns, and ordered them to go in the house and unlock everything. The Brotherhood thoroughly searched through everything, taking all items of value for themselves and were out of the house in minutes. Although not much was in the house, it sent a message to the Rising Suns. Bruce and Cameron were heavily impressed all around by the response of all members of BSB and how quickly business was carried out. Current Life During his time in BSB, Bruce has realized this is the exciting life he’s been seeking for since he left home. From shootouts to barbecues, The Bridge Street Brotherhood has been everything Bruce has needed. He’s met friends that he will forever remember. Bruce has made it his priority to always do what is best for the gang and this hard work hasn't gone unnoticed. During his time, Bruce found himself slowly climbing the ranks to where he is today earning the title “Head of Arms Trafficking '' and becoming a member of command. Bruce is excited and looking forward to the future of BSB...
    21 points
  14. Cheddar for the Trap The day had just started. Christopher walked out from his house on Bridge Street. The amount of members seen was a sight to behold, 20 people standing around, dancing enjoying the presence of one another. This wasn't even all of them. Christopher had a realization, The Brotherhood had been growing at a rapid pace and gaining tons of solid heads with endless potential in the past few weeks. But with a great spike in growth some shady people are bound to slip through the cracks. Christopher had a sit down with Jay and spoke about what can be done to test people who could be potential informants for the opposition. A plan had been thought of and put into action the day after next. Put certain members on "temporary suspension" from the family and see if the punishment made them go bad on the gang. The first two men who were put to this test were Jits. Brody Long and Ryan Park. Brody was given a 5 day break and Ryan got 10 days due to different mistakes they had recently committed. Within 24 hours of the given punishment Brody and Ryan had told multiple people including an old, but still loyal prospect of the family Elijah Taylor their feelings and plans. Eli informed Christopher that the duo were upset and their end goal was to work with the enemy of BSB and raid Bridge Street and take everything they could from the family. Rat Extermination After Christopher had gotten tipped off about Ryan and Brody's plan he decided action needed to be taken immediately and it needed to be done cleanly. Christopher Immediately dialed Brody and told him to bring himself and Ryan down to the HQ because he had felt bad about the suspension and he was going to make it right. This was to lure them into thinking everything would be alright but there was one true motive at heart. Exterminate the rats at all costs. After gathering the two men Christopher took them to a remote location. As they stepped out of the Kamacho Christopher drew his pump "PUT YOUR FUCKING HANDS UP RATS, YOU SERIOUSLY THINK YOU COULD MAKE THIS HAPPEN." A short conversation ensued between the group and the two traitors. BSB members shared their feelings, mostly of disappointment and heartbreak, amongst the whole group. They had given these guys a chance when no one else had, stuck their necks out for them, and done the most to try and make them into the best men they could be. All for it to go up in flames. There was just one last thing to do. Dispose of them....
    21 points
  15. Margot Rousseau was born the 11th of November 1994 in Paris. Through years of hard work, her parents, Marcus & Liliane Rousseau, built Rousseau Security. A company that provided security agents for events, and private individuals from all over the world. By the time Margot was a teen, the family bathed in luxury and riches, offering the best education and opportunities for their daughter. Margot was sent to the best schools, met powerful people and grew up travelling the world and learning the languages and cultures around it. It was inevitable that once Margot finished her Finance Degree, she became CFO for the company. However, the company wasn't solely a security company. Marcus Rousseau built an empire behind the closed doors of Rousseau Security. The company was only the front. Branches of the company dealt with money laundering and drug import/export logistics, with Margot at the head of it's financial department. Unaware for months that the French police were investigating Marcus Rousseau for embezzlement, the court finally had enough proof and testimonies to freeze the family's accounts and other assets in December of 2020. Fortunately, the family was prepared for events such as these, and continued to live comfortably for the months that followed. Marcus Rousseau was called to court on different dates, and the family lawyer built a strong case up. The family believed it would all be over soon. In an unexpected turn of events, during the night of the 26th Marcus Rousseau got a call, waking him up, from an informant warning him that the French police were on their way to arrest Marcus, and take his wife and daughter in for questioning. From the informants information, it seemed that someone close to the family had snitched on their illegal activities and named Margot as one of the lead financial advisors. They quickly left their Parisian apartment, and took Margot straight to Paris Charles de Gaulle airport. During the ride, Marcus had called in a favor to an old friend, and within the hour Margot Rousseau was sitting on a private plane flying out of the country. The old friend of the family gave Margot a briefcase with some cash, and made a few calls to Los Santos acquaintances to get her set up with a small car. She landed the morning of the 27th, was told to lay low, and to wait for her fathers' call. Margot Rousseau is now getting used to living in Los Santos. She is living with limited funds for the first time in her life, and doesn't know a soul. She expects a call any day from her father, telling her it is safe to come home. Little does she know, during her time in Los Santos, her father and mother will be arrested and Margot will become a wanted criminal in Europe. The call she is waiting from her father will never come, and she will have to adjust to the knowledge over time that she is never going home.
    20 points
  16. The topic of this discussion is.. is it time for us as a community to disallow the use of certain derogatory slurs to be used in VOIP? Personally, this topic has been raised a few times before and to be honest, I was opposed to making it a rule because I'm not fond of limiting roleplay and my honest opinion was and to a degree still is, that certain words or phrases could still be used, responsibly by the person OOC playing the character, to add realism and an extra dimension to roleplay situations. My personal background means that I'm as far away from being any kind of discriminated against minority as you can get. So, i've never been on the end of any real discrimination in my personal life. I don't know what it's like to be on the other end of that insult and I'm not going to pretend I haven't said some of these things in ignorance, because I have. That being said, I got into a situation last night when a couple of people were screaming the word "f****t" at each other in close proximity in a situation that I couldn't just remove myself from. It wasn't going to trigger me on a personal level, but it was actually really jarring. For someone that that kind of slur would personally attack, it must be horrendous to be on the other end of that. I'm not a criminal for example, so the insults over VOIP aren't usually based on sexual orientation or race, I don't get exposed to it that much, but having had a chat with some of the community members that are part of the LGBT+ community or different races, that it does happen and it does happen more on the criminal side of things. Like a number of others, I stream Eclipse on Twitch and people using racist or homophobic slurs over VOIP could potentially compromise my ability to do so. I spoke to a couple other streamers that play here, that don't stream here because of that potential. That's pretty sad. Ultimately, I'm not trying to push any kind of woke agenda here. The reality is though, use of some of these slurs is going to have an out-of-character impact on people and I think it goes beyond that person being a "snowflake" or this being "the internet". I don't trust some of our player-base to be able to use these slurs in a responsible way, to further roleplay so I do think that we should look at banning their use. All our players have the right to play hate-free but also, all our players have the right to their own personal beliefs, so I'm not trying to change people's outlooks. I just think it would be in the best interests of the harmony of community in Eclipse if we didn't use those kind of slurs at any point anymore. Set out clearly what is and is not acceptable, remove people that don't live by them rules. Surely, we can all roleplay without it?
    19 points
  17. “I’m tired of feeling restrained...I want to go see what's out there for me in the city” Damien had spent 5 months in the city and had spent no short time making a name for himself, quickly rising through the ranks to a command position in the Vigilante organization Salvation. People knew him as reliable and trustworthy, you could go to him to get something fixed. But despite his rank and the family he had bonded with, It wasn’t enough. Damien sat across alongside his good friends Marcus Falcone and Joshua Braithwaite and his own sister Urban when they broke the news that all they would be leaving Salvation in pursuit of a faster paced lifestyle, while they appreciated everyone there they all felt downtrodden and held back from what they really excelled at, criminal activity. “Damien c’mere! There’s someone I want you to meet!” The recognizable voice of an old friend cut through the rabble of the pier as Damien drove in on his bike, the man led Damien over to a figure with blonde hair and a black mask as his friend made the two acquainted. “Johnny, this is my good friend Damien...Give him some work, trust me hes a really fucking good guy” it hadn’t been an hour since he departed from his old org and Damien was already turning heads, the two talked and exchanged numbers and with that Damien would take the first steps into his new life. “I have one question to ask you, and I’m going to ask it twice…” Over the course of the next week, Damien would be taking every waking moment to get in on any and all operations that were offered to him, from hitting stores, Braddocks or helping with drops to things mundane such as watching cars for them. He needed to get his name out there to each and every one of the men and women he hoped to one day call his family. He needed to prove to all of them including himself that he was worthy of joining their ranks. Till one day, he found himself at the point of no return, as Harley looked over to him and asked “are you willing to give up everything, including your life just for the OPPORTUNITY to join the Rooks?” He knew that there was no going back, he would either leave there a member of the family or another failed stain on the side of the reservoir that hung below them. With an astounding 9-1 vote count at the end, Damien had obviously caught the attention of his new family and knew that under the Rooks he would go on to do great things. Much like a bird leaving the nest Damien had just begun spreading his wings.
    19 points
  18. The Story of Opal Villain. It has been a long but rewarding road Opal has had. Opal was certain she had found the place for her, that accepted her for who she truly was. But that idea started to dwindle pretty drastically, And I’m about to tell you all about it. So, get comfy, it’s a long story… So, her and Koda were the first recruits to Lost Santos Royals. OG’s to royals if you’d call it that. Although she didn’t precisely know what she wanted in joining them, she knew who she wanted to become. A strong, known and well-respected person within the city. And for the most part, she had become just that. But she started to learn fairly quickly that she wasn’t in the right place to better herself. To become the best version of herself possible. Royals taught Opal a lot. Strategy, elegance and efficiency were key components to becoming successful. With these 3 attributes they robbed banks, stores and held labs consistently. Everything was going smoothly. Until royals had to change a lot about them to fit into the ‘perfect image’ to get to the top. Opal wasn’t happy with some of the changes, not wearing certain clothing, colours and acting certain ways. She felt that a part of her had been stripped away. That she wasn’t able to express herself and therefore turned into someone everyone else was happy with, but her. So, she left. She left the only family she had known. Not knowing how she would survive on her on. She felt like it was the only possible action she could’ve taken. On the road; alone once again She had given it some thought and decided to join another organisation, she knew some people there from other organisations that had merged together, they were called ‘Shenzhen Dragons’. It was going well but unfortunately it came to a quick end when the leaders decided to disband. However, whilst she was with Dragons and Royals. She kept hearing one name that took her attention. Right from the beginning she always said she liked how this gang went about things, how they handled situations and how they acted towards society. So, she set her attention to them, and asked around about them, gaining negative and positive opinions, her decision wasn’t influenced. She knew what she wanted to do, and that was to join BSB. She Met Carl Daquarius, who him and Opal hit it off right away. From talking shit to each other she finally asked the question. He said he’d get in touch with her with high commands at BSB. He texted her telling her to go to Bridge Street, there she had met Christopher Bridge and Jay Valentino. They said after the talk that it was one of the strongest recruitments that they’ve had. And they happily offered her a place within BSB. And just like that, she was in. The welcome she got was incredible, she already felt like she had known the guys forever, and it didn’t stop there. She was able to wear whatever type of clothing she liked, whatever tattoos she wanted. And to be able to be herself. She felt relieved. And with that, the fun had already begun. The were running labs daily. Getting into so many altercations it was exciting, it felt like something had switched inside of her and had finally become a better version of herself. Therefore, we conclude it here, exciting to see where BSB takes her, teaches her and moulds her into the best version of herself. She can finally say she feels like she’s home. To be Continued….
    19 points
  19. Dear readers, the past days have been hectic and chaos for the Russian Mob without Dimitri being behind the wheel. We have made certain choices too fast without overthinking. We appreciate all the comments and love that were sent towards us, we read it all. People were demotivated and we felt hopeless, but we regained our strength and manned up. We are happy to announce that we are not going anywhere and will be continuing to keep the Russian Mob alive.
    19 points
  20. A Long Awaited Return He held it in his hand. A reminiscent visualization of his time in BSB, crumpled and barely distinguishable, but it was still there, in his hand, it still existed. A picture of his family, his time in an inspiriting environment. Ty still had his old and dusty green clothing in his briefcase, untouched and left in its former glory. But there was a part of Ty, a deep feeling inside to open it and wear the green once again after looking at this picture. He would often look at it, letting it catch his eye and bring back memories. He was thousands of miles away from the integrity of Bridge Street, now in his terraced home in England. He knew what he had to do on this day. He had had enough of prolonging his return, it was inevitable. He reached underneath his bed, pulling out a dusted, aged briefcase. Opening the contents, a green flannel mask and green jumper was folded neatly inside, which contradicted his reckless atmosphere of tossed clothes, unmade bedsheets and washing left on the side of the room; this is what mattered to him. He ordered a taxi and made his way to the nearest airport; Heathrow. Hours upon hours of waiting tantalized Ty’s waiting capabilities, fueling his excitement. He was heading back to Los Santos. He sat down on his airplane seat, and recollected his conflicts alongside his brotherhood, the times they fought against 6ix 7even Spartans, Rising Suns and Goblins. He remembered the times they laughed, the times they lost people. The times that brought The Brotherhood even closer. His body adjusted, loosened to the stiff seat and he began to drift away in a deep sleep, until it was time to wake up, and leave the plane upon arrival. The Airport With a bag strewn over his back, and a briefcase in his left hand, he made his way out of the terminal, passed the tedious and invasive border security checks and headed towards the exit for his pickup, anticipating figures of green to be there for him. To his avail, it was not surprising to see the green dreads of a man he recognized well, and a voice that welcomed him. “Ty. You made it.” They greeted with a warm hug and a firm handshake, and a tint of steel was visible in the pocket of the man he greeted. A hand was extended to a Ty with a .50 pistol in the palms of it, it’s steel refraction gleaming with the sunlight of Los Santos being broadcast on it. The wind was soft, and the bustling of the airport induced Ty like a drug. He was finally back. The man looked at Ty, with wrinkles in his tight mask, suggesting a smile. “So. You back in?”
    19 points
  21. Player(s) being reported: 4, 145, 171 Date of interaction reported: 10/23/2021 Unix time stamp from HUD: 1634961277 Your character name: Joey French(24) Other player(s) involved: Max Dawson(13), Daph Odell(161) Specific rule(s) broken: 8. Metagaming (MG) Metagaming is the act of relaying IC information through any method not considered IC that has the potential to change current or future roleplay scenarios or using that information. 9. Non-RP (NRP) Actions that are unrealistic or promote poor quality roleplay are considered as non-roleplay. 10. Powergaming (PG) Powergaming is playing unfairly through not allowing other players a chance to roleplay responses and their own actions, unrealistic actions, or non-factual statements in /do. 15. Player theft, Prison Breakouts and Kidnapping Robberies should be conducted in a realistic manner with reasonable in-character motive using secluded areas. Players should not conduct minor robberies in situations with high risk. Desert or forest areas are considered secluded but witnesses should still be considered. How did the player break the rule(s)? All started with a fight in prison between a Lost mc member and a member of Kudo Kai in prison. Somehow Kudo felt disrespected from this and came to our HQ originally demanding we pay them a "tax" to be left alone which we refused. fast forward a few days later(what took place today) our HQ is yet again filled with members of Kudo being aggressive, threatening to kidnap members from our HQ, holding heavies and taunting. As we complied with their demand of our presence, they told us if we dont pay we die and proceeded to point guns at us while telling us to drop our guns. At this point we felt like it was fight or die so we did that. With no real reasons of being at our HQ they decided to give our members BLS so they could extend the life, and look for keys to raid our HQ. There were multiple rule breaks being at 0:02 ID 4 (MG) asks how many lost mc are in the city. 3:49 ID 4 (NRP) carries a body over to the door so he can unlock it for them while bleeding out due to gunshot wounds. At 6:20 and 7:10 ID 145 (PG, NRP) can be seen giving and asking to use BLS on the members they were just here to rob and kill so they can get into our HQ with our keys, And then at 7:17 ID 171 (NRP) attempts to find keys in RP text and doesn't move yet says in his actions "takes a random key from the keychain, and attempts to open the apartment door" while not even moving away. A prison fight against a low ranking member should not result in a HQ Raid. Evidence of rule breach https://streamable.com/qnwal9 (my PoV)
    18 points
  22. Once Blue, Always Blue It was the start of a new day in Los Santos, a day where Dax had decided to roll out of bed and be proactive for the first time in about a month since he lost his purpose in the city. That purpose being his family being ripped away from him after 6ix 7even disbanded. He decided to visit Dutch London St. where he used to spend most of his time. Upon arrival into the hood he saw a group of people rocking blue and standing on top of a house and this hurt Dax deeply cause as he stared at them it brought back a bunch of old memories from his days in 6ix 7even when they all hung out there but the weird thing was it wasn’t his old friends standing on this house but a bunch of people he didn’t know. This enraged Dax as he and his family would have died for that color and repped it harder than anyone has since Los Zetas ran the show. Blue was meant to be feared and these people were not us in any capacity the only thing Dax could think of is how these “fucking posers” ZT want's to rep blue. Dax will not stand for this. So he calls the boys up and let’s them know about this and the idea popped up that they should continue to rep blue but this time under the name of Kudo-Kai which was a previous gang he was in but the leader Sherlock had gone to Japan for quite some time but he had caught wind that he was coming back. The Change With the return of Sherlock, Kudo-Kai had returned with most of the main cast that Kudo had in the past. All of us being in different gangs since Kudo had originally disbanded such as 6ix 7even or Goblins had gained a lot more experience in the gang life, fighting and how to lead. us being in 67 considered it learning from the best of the best cause of the OG’s in there. A quote Dax will never forget when he and the “WAG” boys had joined and Nate had said “welcome to the big leagues.” Man was he not fucking lying when he spoke those words. 6ix 7even moved very different compared to anyone else he had seen in the city and if it wasn’t Kush’s way it was the fucking highway. Don’t get us wrong we had our days but for the most part, members of 6ix 7even were always in top form. Now we’ve taken everything we’ve learned from our time there and now applying them and now have the confidence to turn the tides on the city to the way Kudo-Kai sees fit. Kudo will now be the “Blue” gang in the city and will be recognized and feared as so.
    17 points
  23. Hello Christopher Bridge here I want to first state tension and build up with this group ZT has been building up over the past couple days from them talkin shit at labs. Their leader sending our HC texts saying they were going to smoke us, as well as coming to our HQ 20 deep to "make a statement" and saying to us if we want beef then we can have it. This has been all the IC build up leading to this current day. So this day We were sitting at the entrance to Sea Lab when ZT was seen gathering in the same area I am unsure if they were in the lab but we were going to rob them if they were in a secluded place, a few of us were still heading up north still. Once we arrived we were ready initiate a robbery on the opposing group. We had pulled on one of them when they all skirted off and started running back to the city. On our chase we found one of there members injured on the side of the road with a .50 on his back. We grabbed his .50 and his radio where we listened to their freq. On this freq there was orders from High command of ZT Dominic Maxwell(ID 5) orchestrating an ambush on our gang and planning a spot to go where they were going to kill us all. We eventually followed one of their members back to their HQ where they all hopped out and started chilling. Then proceeding to say on freq "they cant do anything at our HQ" in my opinion directly ICly referencing how its NRP to rob them at their HQ we had no intention to rob these guys at their HQ as its risky and doesn't make sense. however the alleyway across the street seems to be reasonable and make sense. Just because you have made somewhere your HQ doesn't mean the whole block around it turns into an NRP zone. With our numbers and ability to control the situation we thought this was our best time to strike. This robbery was done in a secluded area and executed well. I think robbing someone in a alley near your gang HQ makes sense. As far as the DM its clear why you got shot. I ordered you guys to step out of the car instead you choose to drive off and run one of us over. This is why we shot you. Your passengers were not meant to get shot but since most of us were aiming for you and you were driving away they unfortunately got shot. When we got the other member out you see us stop shooting and proceed to rob him. Also in your own POV you state "we are going to set up on this roof" what are you doing on that roof? it is very clear you are preparing for a shootout. I also do not appreciate the instant /b from the reporting party and seemingly like his intent was to instantly take it to forums and had zero intentions of trying to work something out oocly if he felt a rule was broken. I don't have much else to say but if staff has any more questions for me ill gladly answer. Here is my POV of the situation: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajw5LqfYJ2Y&ab_channel=Chr!s I also want to point out ID 5 is the same person who was trying to ambush us moments before and @2:20 in my video also says "yall tryna do something or what?" while we are outside their HQ Here is a text from the leader of the group showing there has been RP build up:
    17 points
  24. A Meeting - Gone South They formulated a line, a pristine, immaculate line, a strict colour scheme of fresh green and blood red as the iridescent sunlight cast a shadow behind them. Brothers – as you would call it – they exchanged laughter at humorous moments, and returned to a firm articulate state waiting for the third arriving party. The steel material of compact rifles, .50s and shotguns was broadcasting the raw sunlight, refracting it, as they lay firmly in their hands, ready to be utilized - if necessary. The trees rustled with a soft wind, the kind of wind that combined with a soft array of warmth would be perfect for the scenic moments. But this was not a moment to capture the scenery. This was business that needed a firm and time effective conclusion. And from the corner, arose an array of colors, speeding down the road. The first perceptions: Randoms or undercovers. Consequently, a shirtless man took his mask off and his facial features broadcast who his group was; The Rising Suns. They came dressed in a soft cerulean blue, mixed with pure, snowy white, in a collection of chalk black and navy-blue vehicles. Which contradicted their previous colour schemes, to Ty's attention. He looked over at The Russians, and to no surprise saw a few wrinkles in their masks, suggesting they was smiling. Surprisingly, no steel content was visible in the possession of these people, suggesting they were taking a diplomatic perspective, or perhaps a submissive one. They confronted the opposing party confidently, standing a few meters away, some with arms crossed, some down their side, their blue clothing a possible conveyance of tranquility. Some engaging in consistent eye contact, some looking away. Throughout this mob of people, a few stepped forward from both sides, nodded at one another, and began to talk business. Over the next few minutes, a calm, intellectual exchange of words, ideologies, changes and future plans were implemented into the conversation, as the bulk of both groups sat back and listened. Throughout the chitter chatter, Ty couldn’t help but listen to the crackling of the radio in his pocket. With his curiosity increasing like some form of inducing anxiety, he listened closely to what the radio was broadcasting. What came next was not what Ty had wanted, in fact it was the very thing himself, his green and red counterparts would’ve hated to hear, would’ve hated to occur. “Police. Two cruisers chilling at the entrance and more coming.” And a disheartened feeling was present. Feelings of anger. What if this was a setup. What if- He had no time to think hypothetically. None of them did. With Ty foreshadowing the arrival of cops to the group, they perceived this as their cue to go, and time efficiently. Police Interest The nose-sniveling and extensive interest of the police did not end there, with figures of light grey with body armor approaching Ty and inquiring about the incident. The SD officers were that desperate for anything to stick to him, to the point that they inspected every inch of internal peripheral of the vehicle from the windows. Yet they found nothing. He was off by the skin of his teeth, his .50 sitting snug in the corner of the glove compartment. Moreover, he couldn't say the same for his red counterparts who PD, SD seemed to have taken a particular interest in, engaging in fanatical, high speed pursuits. The night had ended with a swift evasion, in which not a single man or woman in green was arrested, The Russians singular objective of stripping the color red from The Rising Suns proved partially, if not completely, successful. And yet, the looming recollection of what just happened tested Ty's cognitive capabilities. He sat there, pondering how the cops could even have a remote idea this was going to happen when the upmost secrecy was held by The Russians and BSB. There was only one conclusive answer, and that was someone tipped them off, someone led them to this meeting. Ty reached over and retrieved the .50, grabbing it by the leather grip excessively. Any chance of it being his allies or his own family was excluded - leaving one contender for whom it could be.
    17 points
  25. Character name(s): Donte Kuhper Admin who issued punishment: Bakmeel Date of punishment: 10/07/2021 Punishment received: Permanent Reason given for punishment: Severe OOC Toxicity | Slandering Community Members Explanation of what happened: I was having an IC conversation in prison with Lola, who has been in many rival gangs in the past. As my character is known to stir the pot, I began talking shit to her ICly, calling her things over voip such as "a big bitch" "kamacho" "elephant". These are things that I've heard many people in gangs call her for almost a year now. This conversation was completely IC. Moments later, she asked me to say it again so I proceeded to do so. After saying it again, Senior Admin Bakmeel appeared, saying "Good One" in /b and then I got banned for "Severe OOC Toxicity" I was taken back by this ban as nothing I said was OOC or meant to be taken OOC, as far as I was concerned this was regular IC banter. Why should your appeal be accepted: I think my appeal should be accepted because I don't believe I broke any OOC rules. 7. IC and OOC Interactions Players using offensive language IC must not use it excessively and must stop if asked OOCly. My character has always been known for trash talking and if or when I have ever been asked OOCly to stop, I have. I hadn't broken character during the interaction and had no ill OOC intent. I pm'd her and apologized over discord and she told me that the insults I was calling her referenced a DSO video. I'm not sure if this is true but I have never seen said DSO video and got the insults from past gang members, who I have heard on many occasions call her the same things, even to her face and nobody has ever been even warned OOC let alone banned, which is why I was surprised by my ban and had no idea I was doing anything wrong. Had I known these things I wouldn't have used these insults and I apologize if they were taken OOCly but I don't believe the ban is just, seeing as how I had no knowledge of a DSO video, they were intended as IC insults and also were projected IC'ly. It is very unlike me to break rules I have very little punishments on my admin logs considering the time I have played on this server. I promise if I were to return, I wouldn't use these insults again, and would continue to strive to be a positive community member. I'm sorry again if the insults I said hurt OOCly and I promise my intentions never have been to hurt anyone OOCly in this server before. Thanks for taking the time to read, I am looking forward to hearing back.
    16 points
  26. Sleight of Hand Wrong Place, Wrong Time: It was just another day for the Royals, finishing their daily events of robbing every store and cooking for the night as they all collected around their HQ and just spent some time as a family. All completely relaxed and chilling by the chess board and pool of their HQ, they heard a Templar on radio speaking about some random person attempting to mess around with him and his car. Upon hearing this, everyone dropped everything and instantly got into their cars and bikes and rode off to the templar. Eventually reaching him, they saw the man attempt to punch the templar, with one swift dodge and punch the templar avoided the punch and pulled out his .50 with the rest of us doing the same. The man, realising the mistake he had made instantly put his hands in the air and was told to get into the trunk of the paragon. Driving him to one of our secluded locations where we had the rest of the crew waiting. Little did he know what he was in store for. The Preperation: Already being prepared for these types of scenarios, Drake made the call for the crew to go pick up the equipment they needed to rob a bank. Instantly 3 Royals headed out and got what they needed. The drill, guns and the most importantly, the cars. Everyone was confused but Drake had asked for two identical Sultan Classics. One of which was no where near the bank and just planted, the second one would be located at the bank and be the original getaway vehicle. The plan was simple, we get a good enough distance between the getaway car and the primary police unit and we use that gap to lost visual contact for one second. One second was all we needed. The second car headed up to what the Royals called "Rainbow garage", The original car headout out, armed and ready for the next bank that would make the city remember the Royal name. The Bank: Instantly arriving at the bank and dropping the hostage to the ground, the Royals swiftly got to work. Preparation of the drill was ready as the driller had marked the locations where he wanted to drill. Slowly picking up the heavy drill he placed it onto the location as he started to drill, smoke resonated from the drill, the scratching noise rampaging into everyones ear drums. Meanwhile at the front of the bank LSPD had arrived and begun wanting to speak with the lead robber, negotiation had begun as the bank was continued to be robbed. Attempting to get free passage westbound was a necessity for the plan, if Drake couldnt achieve that it would be 100x harder to complete the escape using the second car. The drill began to increase in heat, almost overheating but begin quick on his feet Easton managed to cool it down enough so that he could continue, eventually breaking the hinges on the vault and opening the door. After a long and hard negotiation period Drake had managed to achieve everything he needed to, free passage for a few second to head westbound and no spike strips. The helicopter wasnt a problem to start with, we knew that after the swap that wouldnt be an issue. All the money was robbed and the bank was empty, LSPD had gotten all their permissions and they instructed us that we were good to go. We slowly left the bank one by one, making sure the hostage remained at gunpoint till the last man got into the car, we were in the car, Drake got in the driver seat and instantly drove westbound, getting ready to get into rainbow garage. The Getaway: Driving westbound, 210KM/H, drifting past, in and out of the oncoming traffic, dodging all the cars and cruisers in attempt to gain a large enough gap. Realising he is far enough Drake heads towards the garage only to realise there was one thing he didnt account for, the Hakouchou unit. Steadily staying on his back Drake was struggling to gain a large enough gap. Thinking on his feet Drake realised what he needed to do, grabbing the handbrake and turning the wheel he did a 180 turn and instantly drove forwards, attempting to cause the bike to slow down on the turn and potentially be distracted by the barage of cruisers behind them. It worked, Drake had managed to get such a gap that he could go to the garage. He instantly headed towards it. https://medal.tv/clips/4q47eUzqikEeV/dGNtAQmDZULk?invite=cr-MSw0bnksMTQ0ODExLA== Getting to the garage Drake instantly drove up the ramp as his passenger gave communication to the second car, making the turn Drake instantly hid in the corner and turned his engine off. With the Hakouchou still following but far enough to not see the turn, the second car had started to move and replaced visual for the original car. Leaving the garage the second car had managed to lure all the cruisers and got out of the area, allowing for the first car to ditch the car and walk off the roof of the garage. With a third out of colours royal car ready to be used, the bank robbers had made it home free. https://medal.tv/clips/4qht4_bKt10dI/sEc5JBYo77xZ?invite=cr-MSxzTUssMjY0NTEzNzEs
    16 points
  27. Player(s) being reported: 176, 129, 29, 85, 116, 65, 4, 203, 77 Date of interaction reported: 13/OCT/2021 Unix time stamp from HUD: 1634084593 Your character name: Lex Roth Other player(s) involved: Samuele Colonna, Ace Rellet Specific rule(s) broken: Non-Roleplay (NRP) Actions that are unrealistic or promote poor quality roleplay are considered as non-roleplay. Fear Roleplay (FRP) Fear RP is showing appropriate care and concern to preserve your character's safety and life. If a player's life is in direct danger they must RP adequate fear and comply with demands. How did the player break the rule(s)? (300 words maximum) We witnessed a Bank Robbery and we approached the scene. Upon approaching we saw two people holding the clerks on a gunpoint and the rest inside the bank. We gave demands to the people to stay in the bank and surrender. What the whole group did is, to start running out of the Bank, without any weapons on their hands and the decided to run all on a gunpoint and evade. ID 41 and 17 were polite enough to return to the scene. Thank you for that. Evidence of rule breach
    14 points
  28. I think that for people who pay a monthly fee for VIP should get access to all of the walking animations. This will allow people who are in to the server to provide more roleplay opportunities without having to pay 1000 credits for each of the styles. I think someone who only wants one animation should still have the option to pay ~$10 if they can not afford VIP each month. Otherwise I think these should be lowered in price because honestly 1000 for a walking style is extremely high in my opinion. I think more people would be willing to purchase these if they were to be lowered.
    14 points
  29. Born the 13th of March, 1979 Andre Monk had a somewhat steady childhood, living on the corner between Covenant Avenue and the infamous Grove street with his parents Lamont Monk and Layla Monk, with a handful of siblings Andre was the oldest and was often had the responsibility of looking after the rowdy siblings, which he didn’t mind, it kept him from gangbanging and drug dealing, which was on the rise in his neighbourhood. When not in school, which he excelled at, Andre would be helping out in the family business, a local grocery store that his parents owned. School and work was Andre’s routine for many years, until the year 1992, where the Los Santos riots broke out. The riot led to fights, which led to robberies, which led to arson. And nobody was spared, black or white. The Monk family tried their best to defend their shop from looters, but a molotov cocktail was thrown into the window of the shop, and it caught on fire, eventually burning down. Andre, now 13 years old, and big for his size, standing at almost 6 feet. clenched his fist as he watched the flames tear down his family business from the inside out. He was angry, he was furious, but most importantly, he was sad, it wasn’t the police that just ruined what their family stood for, it was someone from their own community. Lamont Monk turned to drinking, which led to mental and physical abuse in the household, one day when it was particularly rough, Andre couldn’t take it anymore. After Lamont hit Layla across the face, Andre grabbed a led pipe and defended his mother, beating his own father to an inch of his life, leaving him to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life until his passing in 2005. Andre had gotten a taste for violence, so he did what any young thug would do, he seeked out a community that would fit him, and he had one group in mind, Ballas. completing his trial and becoming a member, by 2001, now simply going by Monk, had become one of the spearheads of the Ballas, dealing drugs, stealing cars, doing drive-bys. He was living the life as scum of society, the type one's mother warned you about, however, his world was about to shatter when he was rung up by the state police, announcing his beloved mother Layla had passed away in a drunk driving accident, it broke Monk’s heart to hear the news, and he was soon contacted by his little brother Reginald, a couple of years younger than Monk, was now seeking refuge within the Ballas. 10 years rolled by, 2011, a nice august summer. Reginald and Monk was chilling on Grove, sippin 40’s and passing a blunt, the peaceful tranquility was shattered by the sirens of incoming police cruiser, they smash their brakes in front of the two Ballas, they hop out and forces Reginald up from his seat and throw him in heavy duty cuffs, Monk who was tipsy and had the feeling of a good spliff, he saw blood, he grabbed a nearby leadpipe, like he had done many years ago to teach his father a lesson, and charged at the police, and a brawl breaks out, he ends up cracking one of them open with a single swing, the other officer, who held Reginald was picked up and put in a choke hold, while Reginald ran for it. Monk had taken out two officers on his own, but it was too late for him, as backup arrived, and he was arrested. Training, meditation, studying languages and culture, Monk was sentenced to 11 years in the state penitentiary, he became quiet and reserved, he only spoke to very few people and just focused on making his body and mind a Shaolin temple. Now the year was 2021, August, and Monk was released. Was he gonna take over Grove or help the new Kingpin? Only time will tell.
    14 points
  30. dear bratans we see no point continuing without dimitri being here, we've tried but its just not the same. thanks to all the factions we could RP with. A big thank you for the Rooks, BSB, Daichead Gadai, Goblins, Ballas and 67 for making it possible to RP with you guys. i guess this is the end.
    14 points
  31. Hey, Carl Daquarius here (ID 106) first I'd like to thank the staff for taking this report. As for my story, I was pick locking a car at Eclipse apartments when I got a backup call from a member of my gang BSB. I proceed to drive to the specified location. When I get there my boss asks me (seen in my POV) to try and get the confirmed Kudo Kai member off his(ID 10) bike as we are sitting in an alleyway, and he had a bike chop worth 10K and most likely had a gun on him we have had many prior escalations with his gang. This is when I pull out my gun as I’m running towards him, demanding him to get off the bike. My gun was pointed at him for a second or two after using VOIP to give the demands when I see him trying to drive away, and because of this, I shot him trying to injure him off his bike. Also ICly our two gangs have been beefing since we made BSB. Even prior to BSB in our previous gang, we have been beefing with Kudo/67. There has been so much IC escalation between our gangs him saying he had nothing to worry about is odd. He's also stating he was in a vehicle, but he was on a bike at a standstill. To be fair most can see this as borderline Fear RP as he saw the gun pointed at him but decided to drive, not fearing for his character’s life, and there’s no cover on a bike, making it easy to shoot him off, I would also like to add this man drove into an old gangs HQ, seen someone injured on the ground being stood over by two known gang members, the opposition at that, and thought it was a good idea to approach and start a friendly conversation asking if people were ok. He drove into a hostile situation thinking nothing was going to happen to him. If the staff has any other questions for me I'd be glad to answer. Here is my POV:https://streamable.com/38ta69
    13 points
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