Captain Tofu
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This is not fair indeed, and it's the way criminals get treated on the daily.
As for your situation, they escalated the shit out of it just to find a reason to search your vehicle (which shouldn't have happened).
Why they do it? Just because they can and there's no one to stop them.
Wearing a mask in winter? Hey that's illegal, let me search your entire car and stack the most charges I can on your ass.
Never made any crime? Hell, you're still a criminal, you had a mask, 1 marijuana and leftover meat that has no purpose on the server anymore.
This could have a been handled way simpler by the LSPD but you had to cross ways with a particular officer that enjoys getting people in jail for the littlest cause.
This is sadly one of the reason why I lost motivation to play the server.-
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Jean's been catching up with a longtime friend and member of FSO at the Noodle House. Even tho they have parted ways numerous times, these two always seemed to find themselves back on the same road... time after time.
As he was about to wrap up with him, Jean got asked if he would come to the high command tea. He answered with a vivid "Yes!", noting the time at which the event was due and drove back to his house to refresh himself.
"High command tea? Will I have the chance to pay myself a little treat?"
With a smile drawn on his face, he pulled back into the noodle house, looking forward to have a nice, enlivening tea.
"Hey! Jean! Did you come in to help serve??"
"Serve? Huh, yeah sure..!"
As these words were said, some cars started gathering up in the back of the restaurant... Each representing different gang colours.
"Ohhh, oh, THIS high command!"
Jean quickly proceeded back into his car and went to change his clothes so that he could serve. Driving back to the Noodle House, he saw a lot of cars had made their way into the parking lot already... It was packed! Coming inside, a small chatter could be heard as everyone was grabbing a seat close to their relatives.
He made his way into the kitchen, where he found Ling looking at all of the guests from behind the counter , she seemed very nervous about serving all of these people as we needed to make a great impression.
Jean then promptly started preparing cups and plates for the tea and put up some water to boil. When that was done, he went to the backstore and grabbed all of the instruments and ingredients he needed in order to craft the best iced Oolong chinese chai tea the guests would have ever tasted.
As the surroundings in the kitchen became quieter, a few words could come and reach Jean's ears.
"We just came in and all that chat already sounds like a blacklist."
These words came to Jean's ears with the strength of a piercing bullet. He stared at the counter for a brief moment, thinking of who could be a part of that said list..."Of course... it only makes sense."
As FSO didn't want to step into any conflicts, they refrained from having any partaking in the war that had been going on for months as they had more than respectable relations with both parties involved...
Having a few order come in steered Jean's attraction away from the conversation and he promptly got back to work.
He later helped Ling, Greg and Thomas serve the dumplings and the whole assembly started munching on them. As everyone was fulfilled and the talking that had to be made was concluded, everybody started moving out of the restaurant... The sound coming from the eating room quickly came down to a relaxing hush.
Having a taste for sugar, a member of the Goblins came to the counter and ordered himself an iced Oolong chai tea. Smiling, as he recognised the face of a person he appreciates, Jean quickly got his hands back on the counter and began to make the tea. Just as he was about to pour the milk into the cup, a sharp voice could be heard coming from behind.
"F*ck the milk! Honey and vanilla man!"
Mixing in everything but the milk and carefully dropping some icecubes on top of his concoction, the iced tea was ready to serve. The slight layer of condensation that'd already formed around the glass displayed how cold the drink was.
Jean handed over the glass and watched his customer take his first sip... the man's face alone described how he enjoyed it.
Just as Jean's last customer was served, everyone had time to make their way out of the restaurant, the crew enjoyed a few minutes of slack with eachother and bantered around.
Jean doesn't know what has been said at this "high command tea", but it would for sure, clear out a few more miles on the road up ahead that's coming for FSO.-
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Jean just woke up, proceeding to go through his daily routine.. Wake up, pick up the phone, check messages, freshen up his face and hop in his car.
He was driving to The Noodle House, where he usually find it's relatives around.
But today was a different day...
No one could be seen around the restaurant so he proceeded to drive to the pier where he knows he can always find someone to chat with.
As he was passing in front of the skatepark, he saw an unusual amount of cars around the area. The typically quiet park was blooming with energy as it was filled with people and bikes hopping all around the place.He quickly noticed all of his friends cars so it could only mean one thing...
"It's finally happening! The BMX competition!"
Jean parked his car, joined the group and the sight of all the people enjoying themselves sure put a smile on his face.
He had time to enjoy a good Taco from Kentavion, who took the opportunity to bring in some food to everyone around.
Quickly enough, contestants where invited to register themselves and a few brave man put up their honour at stake.
Jean, having no experience of any sort on these kind of bikes, figured it would be better for both his ego and his overall health to keep himself off the competition.
"If you are competing, get in the line!"
Contestants were urged to get ready for the competion.
We could feel the tension and the excitement of each and every one of them as it was their chance to grasp the official title of the best BMX rider around town.
The competition ensued, with a slight breeze of fresh air and a beautiful sunset, we couldn't have wished for better conditions on this very day.
After all the participants put their life on the edge, trying to pull off the best trick that would allow them to stand over the others the jury called for a final, between 3 participants.
Tyler, Travis and Dlugi were called back in line in front of the half pipe.
The final started and the whole crowd was tense as the contestants were all putting up their last trick up their sleeves to win the title.
Altough... Only one could remain...
"Dlugi Macshea!"
The name of the BMX king was finally settled.
After the competition, the park was reopen for a freeride session with the public.
To everyone's suprise, even some members of the local police departement hopped on bikes and began to show off their skills.
A little party followed, everyone had the chance to have a chat and a picture of the crowd was taken!
Everyone was then invited for some refreshing noodles at the restaurant, the police officers were also invited so we had to make this one a hit!
Jean got back to his home, took a quick shower, switched clothes and was ready for assisting in the restaurant. To his suprise, only a few people from the crowd came in the restaurant. He still made sure they had the best service they ever had.
Altough he was expecting much more people, Jean figured some late night noodles aren't everyone's taste and was still satisfied with the clients he had.
The event was a huge hit and Jean is fairly certain someone else truly feels he deserves the crown.
But will anyone ever be able to defeat Dlugi?
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A new beginning
Jean had great hopes his path was clear and open within the Triads, months had passed, sacrifices were made and the once reputable businessman became an acquaintance of the known criminal scums of the city.
Has he tought his reputation was building up inside the group, one day, what seemed to be a regular meeting for Jean turned out to be what felt like a hundred blades stabbing thru his back.
"Jean, we don't see you often, we will have to bench you" are the words that came out Bruce Wong's mouth...
At this very moment, Jean felt like his whole world was shattered appart. As Jean's mind was still battling over the phrase he just heard, he still had to attend the meeting silently.
Multiple persons were called up front for promotions and what used to be an enjoyable ceremony, turned into a torturing nightmare as he saw new faces being put up in his place.Jean was told after the meeting that he was still the "homie" and could still wear the color and the mask, but he felt otherwise...
Days passed and the thought of the recent events were still hunting Jean's mind.
He went up to observatory to try and meet up with an old friend of his that used to be racing and luckily, they were around the area so Jean spent the night with them, driving around the track, venting off any stress.
As he needed some sort of relaxation he went to the pier to fish and socialize with the people around.
Altough, on a rainy night, Jean got shot at in cold blood after being asked if he was triads.
Luckily, a woman named Ana got out of her way to save him, but this event became a turning point for him as he figured he wouldn't represent a gang that hadn't been loyal to him just to be targeted and potentially killed for good.
He then dropped the color, disposed of the mask and decided he would roll on it's own for a few...One night, he received a text from Simon wondering what he was up to. After a quick discussion, they rolled up towards labs together, ocean being the first stop.
Arriving at the area, familiar faces were around and a few red purpleish cars could be seen. Four Seas Order was there and Jean already knew these people and the ones in charge of it.
Missing the old days in which he was part of a family, he quickly proposed his service to Charlie and in a matter of seconds, the whole crew was around Jean, greeting him very warmly.
Jean immediately felt he belonged in the group, made a quick stop at LSC to get his car painted got some fresh clothes and then spent the rest of the night running errands with them.
This night would ultimately dictate a new beginning for Jean as he knows, for sure, the best is yet to come.
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A new beginning
Jean had great hopes his path was clear and open within the Triads, months had passed, sacrifices were made and the once reputable businessman became an acquaintance of the known criminal scums of the city.
Has he tought his reputation was building up inside the group, one day, what seemed to be a regular meeting for Jean turned out to be what felt like a hundred blades stabbing thru his back.
"Jean, we don't see you often, we will have to bench you" are the words that came out Bruce Wong's mouth...
At this very moment, Jean felt like his whole world was shattered appart. As Jean's mind was still battling over the phrase he just heard, he still had to attend the meeting silently.
Multiple persons were called up front for promotions and what used to be an enjoyable ceremony, turned into a torturing nightmare as he saw new faces being put up in his place.Jean was told after the meeting that he was still the "homie" and could still wear the color and the mask, but he felt otherwise...
Days passed and the thought of the recent events were still hunting Jean's mind.
He went up to observatory to try and meet up with an old friend of his that used to be racing and luckily, they were around the area so Jean spent the night with them, driving around the track, venting off any stress.As he needed some sort of relaxation he went to the pier to fish and socialize with the people around.
Altough, on a rainy night, Jean got shot at in cold blood after being asked if he was triads.
Luckily, a woman named Ana got out of her way to save him, but this event became a turning point for him as he figured he wouldn't represent a gang that hadn't been loyal to him just to be targeted and potentially killed for good.
He then dropped the color, disposed of the mask and decided he would roll on it's own for a few...One night, he received a text from Simon wondering what he was up to. After a quick discussion, they rolled up towards labs together, ocean being the first stop.
Arriving at the area, familiar faces were around and a few red purpleish cars could be seen. Four Seas Order was there and Jean already knew these people and the ones in charge of it.
Missing the old days in which he was part of a family, he quickly proposed his service to Charlie and in a matter of seconds, the whole crew was around Jean, greeting him very warmly.
Jean immediately felt he belonged in the group, made a quick stop at LSC to get his car painted got some fresh clothes and then spent the rest of the night running errands with them.
This night would ultimately dictate a new beginning for Jean as he knows, for sure, the best is yet to come.-
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On 5/19/2020 at 11:41 PM, Victor Einhart said:
Imagine this next scenario:
You catch a player and that player RPs that they have tossed their ID away. To continue IC, you must go to Mission Row and check to see if they have fingerprints on file in our database. After roleplaying scanning this person's fingerprints, how do you propose searching for them in the MDC to check if a record of fingerprints exists or not?
Have a static station at the PD office that would let you search player's name by ID. This wouldn't remove the whole system, but would help in reducing the metagaming risk associated with the MDC in it's current state.
+1 This change would only bring a deeper layer of roleplay.-
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Are you looking for hardtop as well?
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Hellfire sold.
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Hakuchou drag sold.
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Hakuchou Drag avail at Paleto Market
Gauntlet Hellfire price reduced from 320k to 310k
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Lowered price on the Drag.
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I wouldn't assume the PD has to believe your story.
But I see PD also not give you any chance in the situation by blocking the door with his car, only times I've personally seen PD pull up at a store I was robbing, they had the decency not to do so. -
17 hours ago, Guapomese said:
1m right now for the drag
I'm sending you a mail so that we can further talk.
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Added Hakuchou drag (stock), adjusted price of both cars.
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250K, serious buyer
Offer retracted, found another vehicle to suit my needs !
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Steady 200 210.
I've seen more but it's not reproducable on demand.
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Omnis sold!
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Updated inventory and added details.
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Updated price on the Hakuchou drag.
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We are mostly being identified by our colors and yes there are ways in which it affects us ICly
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Call me 3269607 and/or leave your phone number
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Removal of LIVE footage of stores from off-site.
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I've been part of numerous robberies and never have I seen a situation anywhere close to what you are describing.
Crims are using drags to easily get away and that's fair play to them. When you have LSPD with over 150 members + SD with close to 70, you want to get away as fast as possible because there will be 15 cruisers ready and waiting just to get on the chase.
CCTV is giving an unfair advantage and yes, PD doesn't sit at MR or SD waiting for a robbery to happen. But when one does happen, they are out there behind the screen.
I don't feel a law enforcement group consisting of over 200 members need this kind power when official gangs are artificially limited to 40.
Crim RP is being nerfed on every major server changelogs and it came to a point where there's nothing to gain being a crim really, when you could sit at a legal job doing a fair bit less amount of work and still get more money in the long run than someone's that's sometimes risking more 150k for virtually close to no immediate monetary gain.