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Nugis

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  1. Born and raised in North Carolina, 1999, Wade Whitaker was a regular kid, with a regular family. His father was an alcoholic, but he never got violent or loud whenever he drank, he usually drank himself to sleep. Even when he was sober, he never really talked or bonded with Wade, which left most of the parenting to his mother. Everything was taught to Wade by his mother, only thing he got from his father was his personality, which made him a quiet, observant and speak-when-spoken-to type of guy. People would often say Wade is emotionless, but that ain’t true, he just doesn’t really know how or when to show his emotions. Due to his personality, Wade never was a leader, more of a loyal follower who would do anything for a leader he finds worthy. Wade’s life took a turn soon after graduating elementary school, when his mother had a stroke at work and was hospitalized. Young Wade didn’t know how to take it, sitting quietly in his room. Behind that calm and emotionless face, his emotions were running wild, ready to implode. His mother had passed and since his father couldn’t raise Wade due to his alcoholism and unstable income, Wade was sent to live with his aunt in Estonia, where he went to high school. European life was drastically different from what he was used to, so it took some adapting to get comfortable. His aunt helped him learn Estonian, as well as Russian, which Wade picked up surprisingly fast. He made a few friends in low places, resulting in Wade stealing cars after school. That didn’t stop him from getting good grades, though. After 5 years in Estonia, Wade decided to move back to America, the land of opportunity. In the 5 years, he managed to graduate from high school, but more importantly, he managed to steal more cars than an average middle class citizen drives in a lifetime. He got a taste of the criminal lifestyle, and he wants more. Next stop, Los Santos. Wade left the cold European winter behind and was embraced by the warm American sun. He was optimistic, „Dollar and a dream, homie“ he kept telling himself. First things first, Wade needed a car. He went and worked on a farm, got a car and worked as a lumberjack, got a bike then started hunting. All that to keep the money up while looking for connections in the city. On the way, he met 2 guys he now calls his best friends, that shared the same interests as he did. When the 3 of them were together, they were cooking up plans to make money in all the illegal ways possible. They were hitting labs, stealing drugs from gangs and escaping from the gangs. As soon as they got their hands on some guns, they decided to rob some stores. Hitting the stores seemed like a dream come true, big packets of cash in their bags, feeling like the shit. That was until a robbery went bad, cops arrived and they had to escape in a chase. Wade crashed the car into a tree and was arrested with his squad. After doing his time, the trio decided to steal cars and chop them. They had it all planned out, 1 lookout, 1 driver and 1 stealer. The car stealing operation was going nice and smooth, the squad enjoyed it, it brought in money and it was fairly safe. While cruising through Los Santos one day, Wade made his way to Grove street. He saw gangsters in purple walking towards him. The Ballas, Wade had heard of them before. He thought he was in trouble, since all the other gangs usually robbed him whenever he was on their turf, but to his surprise, they kept it chill, and said: „You’re welcome on Grove street as long as you don’t cause any trouble“. Wade started coming down to Grove street more often, meeting the Ballas and their leader, who, to his surprise, was a very wise and well-spoken man. Wade was becoming a regular on Grove street, and not soon after, he was bringing stolen cars to the Ballas. A high-command Ballas, DeAndre, noticed Wade putting in the effort, and started taking Wade on other operations, such as bank robberies and hitting the drug labs. It’s thanks to DeAndre that Wade got into Ballas, for which he is forever grateful. Now, Wade, 22 years old, is working his way up the ladder, getting involved in different operations and making a name for himself, so that one day, he can be the one giving a homie on the street a chance.
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