Melody Frey

During the beginning of a bank robbery, an officer pulled up in their Caracara and zero hesitation to grab their shotgun. A callout was made on radio to leave, but Naomi was willing to fight and drew her gun back. Quickly losing the gunfight after a few rounds were slung; the rest of the crew managed to escape. Bouncing to a new frequency, the group had a plan. Get her out of custody. While a member was getting chased by the rest of LSPD, Melody drove quickly to DOC and hid her bike in a bush, dropping her colors and sneakily making her way into the bush out front with a shotgun. She racked a round into the chamber and mumbled on radio that she can't talk for a while... The member being chased managed to escape and finally, after twenty minutes of waiting; the perfect storm happened. A separate inmate was delivered, causing all of the DOC guards outside to funnel back inside while another officer outside was doing paperwork. She had her chance. She leapt out of the bush at the officer with her shotgun armed, yelling to leave the truck unlocked and to get down. She jumped into the driver's seat and mumbled "Good boy" as she drove off and tore the tracking device out. They two drove to Stab City to meet with the group and get her out of handcuffs. The truck flipped, and with only one spare seat between all of them; Melody opted to stay behind to ensure Naomi's safety. Hearing sirens shortly after, Melody crouched down and hid amongst the rubble of a broken trailer and slipped passed the group to the river; running along the side of it to escape. A pair of cops saw her and she heard the door slam shut, and she tucked into yet another bush with her shotgun out... She waited for the two to scatter after not finding her, waiting even longer for the presence of police and sheriffs to leave. Naomi was wanted, but safe... And so was the Rest of The Underground; all thanks to the power of foliage.

After a long-lasting feud between DOC and the Underground, Brayden Finally got his chance to strike back. Him, Melody, and DQ where chilling at the pier, just relaxing. After standing there with nothing to do, two DOC Guards approached them off-duty. Brayden had an everlasting quarrel with one of them, which was just starting to calm down, but after seeing him off duty and vulnerable; his emotions started raging. Brayden asked them if they would like to have a few beers and relax, and both men, after being a little suspicious because of an Underground member poisoning a cop not too long before; still agreed to have the beer. So not to long after that Brayden asked DQ keep the two guys distracted while he ran to get booze and meet Melody at her place. Melody had recently purchased some meth from The Seijin Family Yakuza for this specific reason. Once he got the beer, he met Melody at her apartment where she began to mix meth inside of the drink. After being gone for about 15 minutes, Brayden went back to the pier to complete his plan. Both correctional officers were both super suspicious of Brayden being gone so long, but he told them that he just got pulled over on the way. Brayden handed one a spiked drink first, Which right off he noticed a gash on the cap of beer, so he asked DQ to take a drink of the beer for him because of his suspicion; which he did. One of the correctional officers shrugged and began to drink the beer. The other officer sniffed the drink before taking a gulp and finishing off the beer... Upon getting high, they were both rushed to Pillbox Medical Center and tested both the officers and the bottle positive for meth. Melody went undercover to listen into the conversations between the medics and Department of Corrections command, smiling in the lobby as no one suspected her even a bit. They knew it was Brayden, and she gave him enough time to deposit any illegal items on him until he was caught. The two officers were placed on 24 hour medical leave. Revenge is a dish best served cold... As cold as a nice beer from the store filled with meth. (Written by Brayden Rush)

The Underground knew it was time for more change. Meeting after meeting, day after day, they knew they needed to leave their temporary headquarters on Spanish Avenue. The meeting first scheduled for the week was with Black Disciples, a group with common enemies that the Underground shared. They showed up with guns, armor, freshly covered in the blood of another organization they both disliked. The Underground smiled and knew the friendship between the two syndicates would be a fun one, to say the least. The Underground swiftly met up with the Bridge Street Brotherhood, referring to them as the "Bridge Street Besties" due to how deep the relationship ran between the two groups. They agreed almost immediately to be allied, as the respect between the two groups ran through their blood. The Underground had to move out, the location was just too terrible for a group of rats. They dreamed of the sewers opening back up, but as time went on; they lost that hope... Until they saw a sight all too similar. Underneath a highway not far from the Motorsport Dealership was an entire encampment of homeless individuals sleeping in tents, trash, with small lanterns and dumpster fires... The place was already set up for them, and absent the public's eye... Why not just take it? Which was exactly what they did. The Underground finally had a home away from home until their tunnels opened back up...

The Underground's plans were finally in motion and it was time for a test run. Melody crushed some meth into a fine powder and stirred it into a soda and coffee, smiling at her idea. She approached a nice officer, one she even deemed her friend; but she had to try it somehow. She handed [REDACTED] the soda, but the officer was a wise one and took it back to mission row without drinking it, seemingly onto the idea Melody might be trying to drug him. She cursed under her breath a little, but she had to try again. She approached another officer, a trusting and kind-hearted soul who had done next to nothing wrong in this city. The individual seemed so happy to move up from being a cadet, and Melody's heart began to sink a little. It was only a little meth, right? It couldn't really hurt him that much, could it? She passed him a cup of coffee, and the officer smiled and radioed in that he would be taking a coffee break. A few minutes later Melody passed by Mission Row to pay some tickets, only to see several medics and officers rushing into the building. The officer had collapsed from a potential overdose. Melody's heart sank even deeper into her stomach. She had to try to play dumb to get out of custody as she was detained and questioned almost right away. The detective at hand wouldn't fall for her shenanigans, not today at least. She was charged and thrown into the Department of Corrections, rightfully so; and was told later by officers that any further tomfoolery on her part would result in suppression from the Gang Field Unit. Melody shrugged, but knew that her stunt worked. She felt bad for the two people she had betrayed to get the job done; but she knew it could be done now. She smiled while in prison and began her sentence torn with emotions. The confidence of success... And the burden of betrayal. Meth is one hell of a drug. Don't take candy from strangers.

Two members left The Underground to form their own organization, the Eastside Vagos. The Underground bid them farewell with respect until a lone ex-member attempted to poach one of the pink rats from their home... "Get out while you can, it's a cult." The words echoed over the radio as Melody called the man to confirm it. She informed him to watch his back and choose his words carefully moving forward. The very next day the same member of Eastside Vagos shot at a member of Underground and with the assistance of a secret society of Italians, he was executed in the mountains of Chiliad. A few small skirmishes would happen before Melody demanded a command meeting or to simply fight them. During the meeting, their leader [REDACTED] continued to chuckle occasionally. Melody asked how they would make the shootouts right, how would we continue to get along if shots continued to be fire constantly at The Underground. [REDACTED] laughed again and a shootout ensued with The Underground finishing the conflict off on a new leaf. She nodded to her friends for coming and thanked them all for being there. ((Thanks to the Eastside Vagos for the fun RP through the duration of this conflict, I'm glad we all could enjoy the conflict and all great things always come to an end eventually. I'm glad you guys got to pursue your dream of your own organization ))

Massive +1, would love to see sort of a Game Warden/Park Ranger's office in the city somewhere and it would create more RP opportunities for the civilians while hunting as well. If you combined both ideas correctly you could have so much fun with crim/cop RP too! I know it would take a lot of work and development time, but it could have such great possibilities and positive impacts all across the board for everyone. 10/10 idea.

As the Underground pressed forward and were pushed by other groups, there were a lot of terms thrown at them that forced a smile upon their faces. Sewer Rats, Pinkies, even vermin... In the face of opposition you cannot fight with numbers and guns, you have to resort to much more underhanded techniques such as intimidation and blackmail. The ongoing conflicts between the Underground and [REDACTED] were growing ever so heavier as they were told to abandon the members who came from the Bridge Street Brotherhood in that very meeting with [REDACTED] and to kill one of their own members because of the issues they had caused. The plague-bearing rat group would hold several meetings and adopt the new rat mask as their organization had finally decided to begin choosing it's next members much more carefully. Quality over quantity this time. The next member of command was chosen to be Brayden Rush, and upon putting on the black rat mask to represent his stature within the organization, Melody took the man to the cemetery on the west side of the city, explaining why the government truly closed off the sewers. Melody had frequently gutted the enemies she had killed and left the meat down there for what she believed to be a deity of sorts, a cryptid rat-man hybrid of which she had never seen; but only hoped it existed. It only made sense as to why the human remains she left there would vanish seemingly into thin air... She took Brayden and explained that as an oath to the Rat Lord, they would take up the mantle of His children with the masks and begin doing the only thing that would make Him prouder than simple sacrifices of the ones who they have defeated. To devour our fallen members, His children; as a way to show our faith upon becoming more than a mere member. Our command was to show faith in a way they could never step away from, as this was more than another common gang. We are a family. We are His.

As the Underground grew in numbers and strength upon picking up some of the members of the Bridge Street Brotherhood, they quickly knew it was time to set chaos in motion. The shootouts with other gangs, cooking drugs, robbing the governments own banks; all of this meant next to nothing. It was finally time to bring the fight to PD in ways other than firefights. It's inevitable that every tribe in Los Santos eventually bows out before the power of the LSPD, but the Underground had plans to at least fight them in ways no one else has... Inflating the thoughts of corruption with the people. Melody crushed up a pill of ecstasy and mixed it with a small bottle of water, smiling. She gave the order to her tribe to begin the start of the Underground's plan by having her members begin to follow the members of both the police department and sheriff's department that the members believed to potentially be corrupt. Everyone has to clock off eventually and have a life outside of work, and if we begin to get impatient; we make them clock off. Follow them, watch them, learn everything you can. Who they love, what they love, everyone they even sleep with and the snitches they talk to. Slip something in their drinks and make them vulnerable. Blackmail could be the key to finding a new opening in the organization.

I wanna start off by saying I have a single legal alt with less than a thousand experience and all of my months of playing are a criminal main and running the more illegal side of my organization along side another leader. PD does not need a nerf anywhere. While I do think criminals should benefit somehow from fights with PD, I don’t necessarily think it should be profitable in any way. There are two reasons police show up to where you are as a criminal: Low chance of simply driving past you while doing a store/bank OR you messed up. That’s it. Criminals can and do get bored of doing the same things on repeat and it can be quite the grind, and while PD/SD can get in the way of that via fines/time in prison; I don’t think people really push to see why police are as powerful as they are upfront. Police get armor, heavies, and fast cars because that’s what criminals have too. If you nerf police, you would have to nerf crims too. I don’t want to see police pay for their items because they’re entirely too limited in their RP as it is with the OOC corruption rules in place and have to follow strict guidelines to even hold that job down. Instead or worrying for the losses/wins from fighting cops that each party would take or even which vehicles/guns they’re allowed to bring, why not do something as simple as add police badges to the inventory of fallen/killed officers that would serve both sides? You could get the badges off of officers in your unit and hold a moment of silence in memory or take it as a trophy as a criminal. The main point of my organization was to do more criminal activities around the city that tend to involve PD/SD/DOC more because honestly they get the short end of the stick. I would strongly dislike constantly having to insert myself into situations like they do to have fun RP opportunities when they have to deal with a majority of the forum reports as well due to always seeing things such as combat logging, unnecessary DMs, constant FRP breaches, and the like. No faction should be here to win, LSPD and LSSD have a lot on their plate and quite frankly the server wouldn’t be nearly the same if they got nerfed yet again. I for one loved the super cars They had because they made chases so fun when I was on something as cheap and accessible as a maxed Bati 801 due to the fact almost nothing they had compared to the ease of driving any half-way decent bike. I get #LetCrimsBeCrims but for real, #LetCopsBeCops

Just interacted with one of you today! Excited to see a unique organization flourish it’s wings!

A small meeting among the top members of The Underground was called by Naomi and Melody to discuss a topic we all knew was coming. The city didn't have a group willing to push being a militia or just a pure mercenary group. After all the time The Underground had spent on its chaotic nature, they realized that even chaos needs some order sometimes. Ironing out the official roles of everyone as well as the uniforms of each rank was a must and with the tunnels now boarded off, change was coming fast. A temporary headquarters was found about a parking garage near Tequi-La-La, but their home was still gone. It was time to be on the hunt for any new place to call home. The meeting wasn't long but filled with details of how we should begin to work with Salvation as their main source of ordering for business. Both hands were out in the open and with the exchange of information, both parties realized we're simply two sides of the same coin. With the new militia theme of The Underground, they were happy to assist their new big brother organization out whenever they possibly could with anything. Salvation was here to root out corruption as vigilantes hidden in the dark. The Underground was here to burn the city to the ground.

Hey, I would like my forum name to be changed to "Melody Rogers" please. Thank you!

Huge +1 since this can totally hit newer players for a hefty chunk of their bank accounts. We definitely need a way to see how much our impound fees are and just improvements on impound lots in general.

War After all the drama that happened, morale was suffering heavily in The Underground. Desperately attempting to move forward and simply blow off some steam, they decided to roll around and check labs, getting into quite the altercation with the Dragons. It was a fairly fun battle for all of them, but thankfully the people in pink managed to stay stalwart and hold their ground when pushed; finally having their first real battle against them. Unfortunately the praise amongst the comrades would be short lived... The biggest gang in the entire city would soon arrive and they wouldn't go down without a fight. Los Santos Police Department pushed the battle to them on the rooftops near Weazel News and it quickly became a bloodbath of multiple dead officers, a dead Underground member, and the rest in prison. That didn't matter to any of them, quite frankly. We were too proud. We stood our ground, and we couldn't have been happier together fighting along side of each other. Melody smiled at the racketeering charge she was given while being escorted to DOC by eleven total police vehicles when she ended up in prison with her family. There was only one dream she was still reaching for. She was still going to go for that domestic terrorism charge, no matter what it would take.

The Revenge Story At the beginning of The Underground's life, they all made an enemy out of one man. Carlo DeLuca, the man who insulted pink, had to be dealt with eventually. While with Rising Suns, Melody saved multiple friends from a seemingly corrupt or at least spiteful traffic stop by simply holding the cop at gunpoint and allowing her friends to escape. Later that day she was caught by that same cop who of which called her a bitch, telling her that "Only pussies wear pink" She demanded an apology and didn't get one... She told him it would keep escalating, and it did. The first stop was delivering a small briefcase of human hearts to the man, making him sick and calling her a monster. She loved it too much. She kept going after that apology, never getting it. That hate fumbled around inside of her heart for far too long and it was just time to bring things to an entirely new level. She approached DeLuca on shift and convinced him she wanted to apologize for her actions and settle things on a handshake. She grabbed her gun and forced him into his trunk, driving him to a deserted alleyway and finally calling some of the people he had wronged. It was finally time for that apology. Holding him at gunpoint, she smiled wide and waited for her friends. Before they arrived, she remembered how sensitive DeLuca was about his missing toe, only having nine and not wanting the world to know because he cares so heavily for his image. She fired a round, taking another toe off and soon began to cut his hair while another toe was taken off with a knife by a friend. Seven toes, her apology, and his hair. Her day couldn't get any better.

The Breakout Upon the order given for all members to be forced to choose between the Rising Suns and The Underground, The Underground grew relentless and restless. Originally many members were with the Rising Suns and were in The Underground as a side gig, but it was time for a massive change in how things were done for both organizations. The Underground finally had its shining moment beyond store robberies and hitting the milestone of robbing a bank... Breaking yet another person out of police custody. This had already been accomplished before, but this time it was for a friend and not a member. We wouldn't simply let the enemy take one of our people hostage like this, and we had to make a stand. There were only a few minutes to set up a blockade of pure pink in the way of them and DOC. With time against them and the clock ticking, they readied their guns at the moment they saw the Police driving in and as The Underground believes; it was war. The battle was gruesome but not a single Underground member was critically injured, finally showing that common street and sewer rats had fangs long enough to go into the veins of even the strongest faction in Los Santos. We felt powerful and successfully delivered the person back to her rightful home. We were pink, proud, and a force to be reckoned with.

I would also like to add while logging off and back in around this location frequently causes you to not be able to see anything underground, only what is above in the city so you cannot see any tunnels or find your way out at all with a /report 2 or a friend to guide you out.

Huge+1, especially since plants are stackable now. When I first came into ECRP the excitement for me wasn’t to be a cop, but to be a criminal. Picking was such a drag because you very frequently get robbed and adding some sort of ability to plant on a broader plain would help criminal RP a ton for new players and seasoned ones I think.

+1, would actually help out the Coroner's Job too.