Kazjii

I do not think civ RP is dead nor do I think it is a major result of scripting. I think some scripting could be useful and 100% would be nice if implemented for salary and treasury payout, but I would like to remind you that the criminal community told many members of staff that business and IC ventures (that would fall into the realm of what you're talking about) would be much more prominent when and if guns were made cheaper - this was done and not a single thing that many people within the criminal community wanted to do has had action taken and started. As you know about the theatre and Ally's BASH (formerly VICE) company, the want and desire is there from the community, BUT the codependency for a script to be needed in every square inch of your endeavor is simply not a realistic way to go upon your experience in this server or really any server of that matter. The church, the theatre, the music studio, the event company - all done without any script. You just need to not be boring and find a way to stop people from NonRP crashing your idea/events. Common theme, you want and want and want but then abuse or misuse the idea at hand when its developed. Businesses often fail because people are not accountable and cant give merit to a gang banger who wants them to do XYZ service. A large part of what the community would benefit from would be consumer service but most of the community falls within a LEO or crim player, neither typically care for a "consumer service" and if they did, it most likely would be trolled on and therefore ruining any source of motivation, its happened multiple times speaking from experience. Its hard work and that's how it should be, if it was easy, everyone would do it.

They say that time heals all but I do not think that is entirely true. Time is relative, meaning it lessens the sting of the trauma the more you progress in time, but it does not heal the loss of someone so special - don't let anyone tell you that you are healing too slow or too fast because we all go at our own pace. Growing up in South Dakota, there arent alot of people to talk to. Your neighbors are what you got and no one else. Luckily, Scoobie grew up in a small suburban neighborhood where there would be only one other kid for him to play with, Sammy. Scoobie and Sammy were inseparable - there was no “I” in that friendship, it was always “we went to do this” and “we went to do that”. This friendship maybe had its value because of the lack of people, but who cares. Scoobie and Sammy grew up with each other. They knew each other's family like their own, they knew everything about each other, and they cared endlessly for one anothers ambitions and goals. And as time grew, this relationship only grew closer. Over the years, Scoobie and Sammy would grow into a romantic relationship - young and romantically healthy, they shot their trust in one another. They would begin climbing Galaxy Mountain every Friday to watch the sun set in the distant scape, counting their blessings and reiterating their appreciation for one another. This was truly something so beautiful, straight out of a movie. Scoobie would often journal about his relationship, drawing out storied and memories both him and Sammy shared. Scoobie's favorite thing about Sammy was her personality, he loved her for her, no strings attached. This can be found in Scoobie's journal from 2007, junior year of high school: Life goes on and they are the couple their whole small town knows about. Happy and confident, no worries of any capacity. They would meet each others inlaws and would then begin to talk about the long run plans of how many kids they want and what type of house they would want to raise a family. Life looks promising. But so young, they have so much uncertainty in their future, but they were trying everything they can to limit that risk of uncertainty to split them up. They would apply to the same schools, they would talk about how long distance would work if they had to split up going to different schools, and how they would manage the stressors of life going forward. Time is relative. It moves so fast, by the time they knew it, they were graduating high school and moving off to college. All the planning did not consider a large fault, them not being accepted to any of the same schools. After all the applications, they got accepted and denied positions in the opposite schools from each other leaving long distance the answer. Scoobie accepting a spot in John Hopkin’s Aerospace Engineering program and Sammy accepting her letter to Columbia’s School of Mechanical Engineering - happy for eachother but nervous for how the road could be laid for their history-rich relationship. Time is relative. It moves so fast, it was move in day for each other to split for the first time in 18 years, states away, but they were confident. They were motivated for it to work and nothing will tell them other wise. Scoobie arrives to John Hopkins with his UHAUL truck and begins to unpack everything into his new home. He connects with some of the people in his dorm and they go get food to start a bond. Scoobie would talk about Sammy in the most gentle way, how her Southern sayings like “Love ya baby” and “Hey sweetheart” melted him like plastic on fire - he thinks about her and how she is doing with her new roomates and opportunity. No text from Sammy about her arrival to Colombia yet, Scoobie sends a phone call to catch up on her travels and what she is doing, the phone went silent. Scoobie assuring himself that she is just busy and that everyone is maxed out on the day of move-in. But minutes turned to hours and hours turned to days. Scoobie could not get in touch with Sammy. Scoobie wonders why? Almost hitting panic mode, Scoobie calls Sammy’s mom in which she answered. “Scoobie I am so sorry”, in a crying whimper - Scoobie confused at the jerk of emotion. Scoobie asks what the issue is. “Sammy is gone, a drunk driver hit and killed her on the way to Colombia last night”. Scoobie drops to the ground, speechless. Fading into the floor, not even crying, just sinking along with his heart. His everything, the everything he betted his future with, the everything he told every insecurity to, the everything he vowed to love for the rest of his life. Gone. This point and time for Scoobie is when the wire went off the pole. Substance abuse to cope with the questions and pit that would act as his unending void would spiral into the craziness of what he knows today. His anxiety, spawns from the phone calls and texts that went unanswered. His depression, spawns from the demise and desolation of life that can be so instant yet feels like so long. His heart of gold, to find the best in everyone and maximize life to the absolute max. My healing, It hurts, Goodbye Sammy When Sammy died, Scoobie began to slightly change. His walk altered to somewhat match Sammy’s anxious jot, his vernacular would embody phrases and words that Sammy used like “baby” and “honey”, Scoobie’s business ventures would strongly be influenced by things him and Sammy done such as naming the Bathsheba theater after the mountain where they had their first kiss, and changing his middle name to Sammy’s saint of a mother, Emerson.

Well you're doing a great job on increasing the quality with responses like such "Go touch grass man. Look at yourself in the mirror and realize the fact you are taking time out of your day to complain about someone going too fast over a hill with the wrong tires on in a video game." on forum reports that you didn't care to show mutual respect in. With that, I do not care to have a post held up by pins and needles from someone who does not even care to show respect on an OOC platform. Locked and archived.

I'm not sure what part was rude within the Imgur links you provided. I did read the chats and do not see anything but informing you that bumping appeals within PMs is specifically announced in the guidelines, all I can assume is... the appeal guidelines. If you did, you would've noticed it outlines your concern! Reading context and knowing the system does not have a place for bias. Your topic specifically states "Biggest ego I have seen here so far" - in which you provided screenshots of the aforementioned staff member informing you in no ill way about a clarification of what the definition of patience is.

Asking about why an appeal has not been resolved is not a reason to message those said people! If you wish to one day help with dozens of appeals and make sure they done in a timely manor, please join support the next time applications open! Philoop is an amazing administrator and is very professional, as someone who has met him several times in a real life setting, he is a very nice person! Please going forward make sure to read all of the guidelines and listen when we say “remain patient”, we promise we will get to it when available!

This is it. The day we all prepared for. The day we meticulously planned and strategized. The largest even the city has ever seen - how would it go? The lights dim, the curtains drop, the host center stage, microphones are on, and excitement is high. This is it. Leading up to this event, we suspected certain issues, but what we were faced with was something we didnt even consider at any point of the planning phase, that being, getting contestants! We suspected with a prize pool of $100,000 (which then got upped to $200,000 due to a generous donation from Elian Ramos from SD!), people would be lining up to be picked for the event. While we finally hit our 20-contestant minimum, our seats have sold out and we were reading to begin the show. The show progressed through 3 rounds, where every round eliminated contestants who were not able to conjure a females interest! Through these rounds, we landed on our winner, Scrimmy! A crowned Rizzler, able to pull any "hoe" he can with his quick wit and insane skill to get females interested in his vernacular. So, this event was a major stress test on our facilities. We tested multiple factors and pieces of equipment that have never been used before; additionally, we had to struggle with briefing all contestants on how to use the MA2300 Audio System that was installed which allowed for high-quality microphone usage. In this event, we needed to make sure we put the theatre through the most pressure as possible to prevent further events from imploding [REDACTED] and causing other instances of issues. After our debrief, we have discussed some changes that will be trialing in future events: - Decreasing general admission seat availability from 80 -> 60 - Having events be split into 2 nights so more people can attend and be a part of the RP along with making up for the decrease of 20 general admission seats - Having our Director of Financial Strategy create a more efficient and quicker box office experience - Tweak the audio system's technology to create smoother audience hearing experience With over a recorded 97 ticket buyers (17 theatre box occupants, 80 general admission occupants) along with having to unfortunately turn away ~30 people, the box office held strong and busy for the night! Operated by our Director of Financial Strategy, Beau Bathsheba, our system of tracking sales became to be pretty useful. All good systems are not ever perfect, we have taken the experience to change a few key details to make sure next event is handled easier and in a more swift flow. Below is our box office statistics for the night of the event! ============================================================================================================================ Theatre Box (4 people): $100,000 | Theatre Box (2 people): $50,000 | General Admission: $6,000 - 97 occupants - 143 people at peak time in the line - 22 people in staffing - 4 businesses participating - $907,000 in event revenue - $193,000 in merchanidse and other monetary donations - 1 successful night As the stands that so recently held our friends now sit empty, the lights raise, and the thrill simmers, Scoobie looks to Ally with a gentle yet exuberant smile. They did it. They proved those who said this feat was impossible wrong. Scoobie yells on the radio for all staff to gather at the stage for a debrief. Everyone gathers and sits, looking at eachother as the loudness of this theatre dwindles, surprised at the turnout and exhausted from the immense efforts that went into this. Scoobie opens up and begins to thank everyone, something he is so heartfelt about, a notion of thanks for everyone as this event would be nothing without them. Scoobie is grateful. Scoobie passes the lead to Ally to discuss the specifics of how things went and how they operated. After that, Beau who is now the Director of Financial Strategy begins to debrief on total sales, how the box office operated, and all other notes from outside operations. As the debrief concluded, there was nothing but happiness and relief that they found out that the events are doable. Relief on the basis of hesistancy, Scoobie and Ally were pushing the boundaries of what safe and risk are defined is. They run the entertainment business, it is official.

Thank you for showing your appreciation! SD is doing their best to maintain high levels of RP while bringing entertaining interactions the people we play with! I hope to RP with you within the server!

*This post is very mental health heavy, mentions of depression are present* "What happens when we die, does it hurt?", "Hey old friend, I am doing well.", "Does he still like hanging out with me, am I being too annoying?", "Would dying make it easier for those around me?", "Hey baby! Good to see you, I'm not going anywhere, I am always here for you!". A continuous bash, thoughts colliding like cars on a newly snowed morning. The thing people see on the outside is commonly the shell of a history-rich life, good or bad. The way the complexion rolls off the cheek, the wrinkles that tell if you cry more than laugh, the bags that show your exhaustion and hesitancy to move forward, those eyes that see more blue than their suppose to. What is not seen is the thoughts behind the shell, a life filled with why's and what's. When you look at Scoobie, typically people see just some leader of this Family and associate him with one of many things. Weird, sweet, violent, happy, manipulating, successful, chaotic, beautifully grounded. What does it mean to be perfectly imperfect. Perception is Reality. Like an electric current, the switch from negative to positive is untamable. A wild cannon, very wild. Within a snap, Scoobie could begin to go into a crazed run ran by fury and anger, but then within seconds tame to sending "I love you, hope you are well" texts. A curious wonderer, yet a lost leader. Some would label these outbursts as abuse, especially to those who see Scoobie on the surface level; however, the mind beyond his eyes is anything but simple. Scoobie cant vocalize these outbursts, even though he may hurt his loved ones in the midst of an episode, he cant explain it in a way that people can comprehend. But how? People can understand and love Flarg, but they cannot understand Scoobies weighted personal battles? An unfair current we have ourselves here. As others, Scoobie does not get asked how he is doing. He gets asked how he is doing, but *not how he is doing*. He initiates these intentional conversations but never is the subject of them, a friend long gone, oh how he sails a sea so blind. A friend long gone, oh how he sails a sea so blind. Scoobie seems to be a curator for creating friendships to just be disappointed, leaving him questioning what he did to have a loving friend dismiss his own very heart. I think a lot of times we question the insecurities of others to accompany our worries, a true friendship those two have. Scoobie gathers these insecurities like some type of hobby, placing them on a shelf for him to ponder at and leave for someone else to possibly see and give care to one day. Scoobie sees himself as some friend people need to hangout with in order to remain within their status, a chore or gym subscription service you are too tired to cut ties with. Is this the reality? I am not sure. But within the mind of someone who has success and a support system, the positive signs still are blinded out by an increasing pressure to be perfect. My old friends, I constantly think about the times of our past. Times that filled with warmer air, comforting smells and less abrasive ambitions. Look at us, all our goals met and striving, we did it! I would just wish you remember me and reach out. Evan, I still have that sticker you gave me from our first Flarg-con. You always had an eye for cool gifts. I hope one day you see my insecurities on the shelf, reaching out to say hello or even a final goodbye. Clarity is kindness, it would at least help with the confusion and mourning of a friend. I hope you still remember me, confide in me too. As part of Scoobie's daily routine, he journals at night to talk about how he feels and what goals/issues he ran into for the day. While the majority is a compilation of great works him and his family have done - everyone has their bad days. It is important to record these bad days. Truly. It becomes a more routine process of identifying what went wrong and why it went wrong. Today, Scoobie accidently snapped and almost hit Wolfgang, the fear instilled in his innocent eyes reminded Scoobie of the feeling he gutted when he was told by his childhood best friend Evan that he wishes to no longer see Scoobie or hangout with him because of the random violent behavior Scoobie would display. Scoobie sees this as something he calls "Flarg's Pattern Analysis" where you look at your bad and good days, then creating a diagram of how to replicate that for future daily use. While not a perfect system, Scoobie writes in daily dues. Friend, please. Remember me, confide in me. I mean well, I love you.

After nearly a month of constant construction, the day has come where we have decided to open the doors to our beautiful facility for all to see and hopefully get some networking options underway. We have decided that this event would need to be fully planned out and coordinated with tasks to ensure all of our bases were met. Below will be a list of resources and civilians that helped within the event, our greatest gratitude goes to you all! [DISCLAIMER] The Theatre and its events were always meant to bring business and civilian RP to the next level. We wanted to create a space where are one building would house and use as many IC businesses as possible. So thank you to everyone who came and supported us ICly through your business! Vice's Event Company: Ally J. & Harry V. Clappers Catering: Belle B. & Larry W. DJ and Sound Services: DJ Quiet Los Santos Carnival and Fair Production: City of Los Santos Lot Security: Los Santos Police Department Beau Ratchet Clank Bathsheba Galaxy Theatre Management: Dewk Windmill Photosynthesis Bathsheba Event Aids: Wolfgang Bestest of Boys Bathsheba & Timowthy Bathsheba of the Route 68 Church and Strawberry Avenue Theatre With the event starting, floods of people start rolling into the lots of the theatre and surrounding areas. Soon before the gates opened, Pokey PeGoGo the clown showed up, that was our signal to open the gates. With a DJ custom mixing her music, dancing coming full swing, a foodtruck line as far as the eye can see, and overall happiness - the event was doing just amazing. Shortly after the event started, a head count was done within the crowd and an official attendance of 182 people came to our opening tour to support us and our work. A true happy day and moment for the family. This is when a commencement speech was done to welcome everyone and talk about the intentions of the theatre along with the ways to book it. After the speech, the doors to the facility were opened and the Information Booth was lining with people. It was all coming together. Blossoming conversation inside the walls of this beautful theatre, bars being sang in the studio with a metronome booming in the background, and overall just positive feelings around the whole property. In a world where challenges seem insurmountable, finding support and true friendship can make all the difference.Throughout his journey, Scoobie has encountered countless hurdles and obstacles. However, what sets him apart is the immense gratitude he holds for the support he has received from his friends. These friends, who believe in his abilities and dreams, have become his pillars of strength. Scoobie's friends not only cheer him on from the sidelines but actively stand up for him, providing unwavering support when he faces challenges. Their belief in his potential fuels his motivation, empowering him to push beyond his limits and strive for greatness. That is the reason Scoobie values his bestowed friendships, this theatre would not be anything but a dirt pile if it wasnt for his amazing support system and family who bends their back for progress and Flarg. Nearing the end of the event, with about 60 people still in the area. A known member of a gang the Bathsheba's have had trouble with prior, The Rooks, came in and began to scream obscenities. This member being Harley Pavlovich. Screaming things such as "Fuck Flarg, Hail Boofa" many times over. Being asked to leave along with many other people supporting the Bathsheba family, she began to get more hostile and negligent of her reality. Scoobie screaming at her to leave, following her to the middle of the street where she would pull a knife out on him. She would then return, running into the parking lot up to the Information Booth, screaming her hate speech once again. Scoobie swung on her twice and would chase her out of the facility along with 20 other people chasing her too. She would escape by car and would rather return inside the theatre to shout obscenties again. Scoobie is done. Scoobie is also confused. No one has ever met this member before, how does she know Flarg? How does she know Boofa? Scoobie begins to questions. Scoobie, also hurt again by the Rooks, being bullies and runiners of anything good. Scoobie would call his friend, BERK-O-TITZ, and would ask him about the situation in which he would tell Scoobie "[REDACTED]". Scoobie would agree. Again confused though, Scoobie was at Pearl's two hours earlier with a bunch of Rooks laughing and hanging out, getting to know some of the people he hadnt met prior. It finally felt his family and this bully gang would be friends again, but nope. Not only to ruin good things for his family, but they once again went against everything they have told Scoobie and his family. As told by [REDACTED], Scoobie thought the Rooks never lied, what happened to that? I guess some people only want to tear down others for an ounce of attention, but Scoobie cannot bare this being an occurence that happened for literally no reason. An odd predicament Scoobie is in. I guess he will just wait longer for a response from his connection in Rooks, if they even care to hurdle the sheep Scoobie see's on a day-to-day basis. As the lot empties out and the sounds become quiet, Scoobie has some reflecting of how he percieves this event and what he should do next.

For some time now, Scoobie has been waiting for this day in court. It has been a wild set of stipulations and a crazy ride that has brought everything to this very moment. The stats for this case are below: Start Date: 28/NOV/2022 End Date: 10/JUN/2023 Days Pending: 194 Days Pending Month Equivalent: 6.49 Months Pending # of Times Case Has Been Rescheduled: 5 Times Attorney: SEERIUS RAVEEN (Cyrus Raven) Presiding Judge: Huge R. Allgoodey Bag (Hugh R. Allgood) Verdict: NOT GUILTY What started out as something so benign, a slow progression of facility and government corruption based on "assumption" turned Scoobie into a focused citizen to beat this case he was charged for. For context, here is the court submission: After nearly 6 months of sitting on this case and several attempts of scheduling, the defense and prosecution teams were able to confirm a date and time. This being June 10th, 2023 at 3pm. A stipulation though, the prosecution will be arguing to add the charge Perjury as they do not believe Scoobie and think he is making up his entire story. Anyways, the day has come. Prior to the case, Scoobie met with his attorney to go over what the game plan is and what is going to be expected of Scoobie and his gang. Cyrus tells Scoobie that he should go on the stand to testify in which Scoobie immediately jumped on the pedal to say yes. As a heated trial and cross-examination ensues, the Bathshebas remain strong and wait. The verdict gets read out and is within the Bathshebas favor under the basis that Scoobie was charged with doubt and room for misconception. Scoobie would receive $7500 for the time lost when he served his sentence in conjunction with the fines he had to pay out. To break down what $7,500 is worth in different measurements of time, I have done so for your convenience: Per month (6.49 months): $1,159/month Per week (25.96 weeks): $288.91/week Per day (194 days): $38.66/day Per hour (4,656 hours): $1.61/hour Per minute (279,360 minutes): $0.03/minute Per second (16,761,600 seconds): $0.0004475/second With this day behind Scoobie and his family, the joys of the theatre are now fully sprouting and can be enjoyed to the fullest extent. Its over, its finally over.

+1 , all my heli's brothers would go crazy for this

Scoobie was not aware of this newfound history. Since Tyquan has been on his grind to release a new album, he has opened up in his religious story. Unbeknownst to Scoobie, there were two Apostle's Flarg has sent to Earth in hopes to conjure the less fortunate communities through worship music, some would call this modern day hip-hop and rap. These two apostles are named Dayvon Bennett and Durk Derrick Banks, better known as King Von and Lil Durk. On a journey of his own way his own type of music, Scoobie was delighted to hear such prominent rappers in the game were believers of the same faith Scoobie was leading. Scoobie was about to plan on dropping some heat with an AK in the studio [REDACTED] with some EP's about his private battles in his head. The beats and lyrics inspired by both Von and Dirk. Jiggin' In Da Jag: An intense reverberation of Scoobie's old life in the criminal world where violence took over his ambition for his family and the road to a successful "person for the people" goal he has always had. Crazy Brazy Bitch: A high tempo'd recount of Scoobie's first love and how she began to twist the ego of a Prophet into a something its not. Nearly destroying Scoobie's motivation for Flarg, Scoobie leaves an abusive situation for the people of Los Santos. Lost In My Head: Slowed beat with an emotional insight of how Scoobie values his friendships. After losing a family member to the streets where gang life was more attractive than the word of Flarg, Scoobie feels berated under a notion that he lost not only a family member, but a dear friend who he still loves. With a new studio in the run, Scoobie and King Quan keep running nights in the studio with friends who surround them in support and ideas for their lines. This is something that Scoobie is so happy for, the studio constantly feels full and lively. While something Scoobie could never imagine himself rapping, he now feels that releasing a few things would honor the believed apostles of Flarg. While these beats were not Von or Dirks, the lyrics and style by both "Scoob Da Baby Goob" and "King Quan" are heavily influenced by these artists. [Disclaimer: King Quan has met Von and Dirk, but due to his immense drug high, he imagined and misconstrued their words for proclamation to Flarg. They were in actuality talking about blickys and bars, not Hailbob and Flarg]

**ARCHIVED INTRO POST** We have overhauled our previous intro faction post, but we dont want it lost in history - we want others to see all the goals we had NEARLY 3 YEARS AGO and how we have smashed them and achieved them all! Please go back and read the new intro post if you havent already! New intro post: https://forum.eclipse-rp.net/topic/50997-the-bathsheba-family/ Today we welcome you to the new life you desired, the one you needed. Every member of the Bathsheba family is a stern believer of Flarg's ultimate objective, to eliminate Boofa and all the non-believers. Take a moment and read this welcome manual, enjoy your stay and come to church. - Be financially independent enough to buy a church for all Bathsheba family members - Be financially independent enough to buy a Flarg Communication Vehicle for all members of the Bathsheba family - Build a preschool for Ronnie and Winnie - Buy an AK-47 - Get child support from Elite Sheriff Hardy for his unborn child - Convert 3 non-believers a month to join the church of Flarg - Steal a cop car to see if the radio inside can communicate with the enemy, Boofa. - Continuously build the church of Flarg enough for an interview with Weazel News Flarg represents the fictional being that all Bathsheba family members blindly worship. After the two close friends, Scoobie and Shag Bathsheba, had an out-of-control trip off acid, they would talk to a holy man by the name of Flarg. This said mystery man from the sky promised the two young lads eternity in space if they were to build up an army that worshipped him. Scoobie and Shag would build numbers of believers within the city spreading the beloved prophet of Flarg. The Bathsheba name stems from Flarg's ancient sister, Batsheba Toolodia, in which they honor Flarg's past experiences; overall, without Flarg's great wisdom, we would be so very lost. Every member that claims to worship Flarg must legally change their last name to Bathsheba to avoid potential execution on the behalf of disrespect towards Flarg. Flarg's power is something innate in all of us, it is up to you to find a prophet of Flarg's to feel that intense trip of love and warmness inside. Flarg offers "meeting events" where you can talk to Flarg from a spirit box where in return you can ask questions about his objectives here on this Earth. The Bathsheba family follows every single belief that Flarg has commended us to do. The compiled list of beliefs have been attained from Meeting Events where we asked Flarg to confirm or deny the said commandments. Belief #1 : In order to get in the doors of church, you must take a small dab of crack to feel enlightened. Flarg will not communicate if not everyone is in the enlightenment stage. Confirmed via spirit box Belief #2 : Any nonbeliever who still does not affirm their life to Flarg after a "Meeting Event" must perish into the underground. Confirmed via spirit box Belief #3 : Any and all positive thoughts or statements about the enemy, Boofa, means they are a traitor to Flarg and should perish. Confirmed via Flarg Communication Vehicle Belief #4 : All members of law enforcement are considered Elitist and should be avoided at all cost unless in attempt to convert to Flargs overwhelming love. Confirmed via spirit box Belief #5 : Flarg denies women into the Bathsheba family. Denied by Wizard Prophet Scoobie Bathsheba and Wizard Prophet Shag Bathsheba. Belief #6 : Crack Communion must be done after the introduction of a new family member. Confirmed via spirit box Belief #7 : Flargs word is final decision, no if and or buts. Any regression will be meant with eternal perish. Confirmed via Flarg Communication Vehicle Belief #8 : All members of the Bathsheba family must either drive a Flarg Communication Vehicle or a Ratloader. Confirmed via Flarg Communication Vehicle Belief #9 : Kidnapping is prohibited when bringing people to church in attempt to convert them to the Church of Flarg. Denied by Flarg Communication Vehicle, Wizard Prophet Scoobie and Wizard Prophet Shag, and spirit box Wizard Prophet (HC) Scoobie Bathsheba Shag Bathsheba Assistant Wizard Prophet (HC) Ronnie Bathsheba High Prophet (HC) Lugnut Bathsheba Trusted Disciple Fred Bathsheba Cloonz Merthaias Bathsheba Senior Disciple N/A Disciple Maeyun Ling Bathsheba Flake Rock Bathsheba Nicholas Bathsheba TimOwthy Bathsheba Caulkable Bathsheba Mason Bathsheba Sin Rebel Cleevus Bathsheba Missionary Bobby Bathsheba Rose Bathsheba Mustafa Bathsheba Myla Bathsheba Samoa Laei Bathsheba Missionary In Training Bolt Bathsheba Winnie Bathsheba Cletus Bathsheba Thimble Bathsheba Bartholomew Bathsheba Milton Bathsheba Black Bathsheba Flarg wishes upon all people of LS that they find the heart to join or participate in the family activities. While Flarg appreciates the membership of being a Bathsheba, supplying the family with communion supplies such as: Crack, pipes, rope, guns, and lighters, you will have a good chance of being accepted as a supporter or non-traditional member of the Flarg Redeemers. All information in this thread post is to remain OOCly and should not be taken into IC context when in interaction.

Scoobie is a family man. He is. He jumps to their rescue even if it means he is put in danger and would do anything for his family, even if people on the surface dont see it. Scoobie has always longed for a large family - as many brother and sisters he could possibly have. When he met his newest best friends BRUCEY LYNCH and NI CO LYNCH, he knew they were bestest friends 4 lyfe. When Scoobie ran into NI CO LYNCH, he was introduced to a professional business woman, ALLAH LEE, who would then become one of Scoobie's bestest friends and someone Scoobie would lean on for ideas regarding the new theatre. With a social circle sprouting, Scoobie would be more involved and connected with the Lynch brothers and Allie on a daily basis. From coming to see new additions to the theatre to rooftop terrace parties, a bond that Scoobie appreciated began to sprout heavenly. Scoobie called up NI CO one day, pondering if he should ask him something oh so important, but it was a large ask. And it wasnt a favor, it wasnt a small little blah blah speech, Scoobie wanted to ask if he had NI CO's permission to put his last name, Lynch, in his middle name. Scoobie would muster up the courage and would send the phone call, NI CO would answer and would be soon on his way to hear what Scoobie's question was. As NI CO approached in his blasting red car, Scoobie becomes nervous and filled with anxiety. Scoobie stutters at the sight of a confused look on NI CO's face and in one breath asks the questions. NI CO sits for a second, blanked face, looking at Scoobie and would ultimately give the privledege to Scoobie, making him his new brother. Scoobie did it! Scoobie's old name: Wizard Prophet Scoobie Emerson Bathsheba the Second of Deer Isle Scoobie's new name: Wizard Prophet Scoobie Emerson Lynch Bathsheba the Second of Deer Isle Scoobie would later go to City Hall to have all of his legal documents switched over, making sure he can use his new name in his legal documents. Since Scoobie is emailing more with the Theatre being a fully legal operating business, he has changed his email signature to fit the new name change. **Important Upcoming Information** This for Scoobie means a life with new family, a life with new people to have around his church family. People to grow old with, to share memories with, to protect and love when in need. Because of this, Scoobie has already started his screenwrite for his new upcoming production, Brothers: A Walk To Remember. While this is long from its debut, this live production will follow Scoobie's venture and journey to finding brothers that enjoy him and his family's presence. While no date is placed yet, a script is in the works and will be made available to public viewing within the next few months. The Bathsheba Family Studio Productions Director of Talent Managment, Dewk Bathsheba, will be disclosing showtimes and how many shows will be had when time comes closer in the development in this project.

Days have passed. Grief is strong and wonder is high. Will Scoobie be able to rekindle the friendships he is debating on cutting? The following days have been full of meetings, temptations, negotiations, and balancing. Scoobie had some conversation with LOLLY in which she organized a meet-up with the two culprits of the previous day, JAKKY and TREVIR. In their meetup, the two apologized to Scoobie. JAKKY begging on her knees to be unbanned from the theatre and their future events. While Scoobie nods in appreciation to the apology, he chose to keep the two on the ban list. He outlines that he does NOT want bad blood or violence, that he is a family man who wants only a loving community for his family to indulge in. Afterall, the Bathsheba Family has very close ties to a lot of local criminal organizations that would be so unhappy to hear about continue Rook shenanigans, but Scoobie doesn't want war and blood, he just wants peace and neutrality. An easy send-off to large situation, something that can heal even just a little bit of the broken heart Scoobie still holds, so this helped Scoobie in his heartbreak recovery. After this, days go by without any word and inkling that change will actually occur. With a failing hope that the Rooks will not uphold their deal to not mess with Scoobie's family, he reaches out to the one person all notable criminal organizations fear, Leah Lennox. Scoobie would catch Leah up and ask her advice, telling her that all he wants is to be friends with everyone so everyone can be apart of his events. Scoobie realizes in an elementary sense that if a group does not like his family or cause them continuous trouble, there is no hope for them to be in any of their events. Leah would then meet with a higher-up in Rooks, MISTER ROKS EVERDEN, where she would recount the steps of the nights prior and attacks on Wolfgang. Scoobie would recount his side of the story and MISTER EVERDEN would recount what her heard, both varying in who was victim and who was the provocative variable. Scoobie would reiterate that he wants no bad blood and that he finds it increasingly frustrating that his family was the center of Rooks shenanigans. Scoobie would sit back kicking rocks and finding stones to play with while Leah and MISTER EVERDEN talked. After some time, Scoobie and MISTER EVERDEN had a small talk and gained some mutual understanding and agreement that the two groups should not mess with each other. That is what Scoobie wanted. Scoobie can look past the events prior, but only at the expense that things like this would not reoccur. Scoobie would now contact MISTER EVERDEN for any further issues that he would have with the Rooks if there were to be any. Scoobie would now consider MISTER EVERDEN - as they depart, they both said to each other either "Like I love you too Scoob" or "Buh bye baby, love you". A mending bond. Scoob and his new friend MISTER EVERDEN

Recently, our ties with the city has grown very strong. We had no enemies, we had no conflicts, we had amazing love for each and every group. But in the 3 years the church has been established, this is the first time we have questioned such friendships. We as a church, a community post for people to gather and love one another have had issues arising from our assumed friends and allies, The Rooks. In recent times, Wolfgang has been shot and injured after attempting to [REDACTED] a house by a member of Rooks. Wolfgang calls out that a black car is chasing him and events transpire to a shooting where Wolfgang is left injured and helpless, my poor furry buddy, cold and alone. Recently as of yesterday, the family would find themselves at Pillbox rendering aid to Timowthy. A black car rolls up with excitement. The occupants being: ANJRU BIRK-O-TITS, JAKKY, and TRAYSEE BUT NO TREVIR. They asked to see a tour of the theatre in which we responded with excitement. They all then travel to the theatre for the tour. Once inside, TREVIR and JAKKY would remain clowing around, not following the tour or listening to anything Scoobie or Timowthy had to say. After some time, JAKKY made an insulting remark to Timowthy in which Scoobie ordered everyone out of the building and ended the tour. JAKKY and TREVIR did not listen and rather kept running around like a chicken without its head. TREVIR pulled his crowbar out and Wolfgang pulled his hunting knife to attempt to get them out. Upon leaving, one of the Rook's would swing and injure Timowthy, leaving him battered on the ground. As Scoobie ran Timowthy to a trunk for medical assistance, TREVIR would batter Wolfgang and then carry him away until BIRK-O-TITS asked them to bring him back to a trunk. Scoobie immediately reached out to his friend, LOLLY, for her help. The day following, Scoobie had a meeting with LOLLY and BIRK-O-TITS where they would talk with Scoobie and about their standings with the group. Scoobie said over and over that he does not want blood, he doesnt want violence, he only wants to make sure that the Rooks dont mess with his family and keep a lane of mutual respect. Filled with small apologies and simple "we will talk to them"'s, Scoobie felt his heart fading that he might soon have to say goodbye to a friend, a part of the family. Scoobie talks the world of his friends and family, when things like this happen to him, he shuts down and becomes an emotional mess. He begins to ponder if he is failing Flargs mission or if he did something wrong. He will ping-pong ideas as to why he would give up the world to help a friend, but he asks for mutual respect from a thought-to-be friend, it is just explained in why's, well-that and well-this'. After the departure of LOLLY and BIRK-O-TITS, Scoobie went to his safe place on the scaffolding to journal and draw where he would cry out and mourn the possible loss of a few friends that he would have to accept if he were to stop associating with the Rooks. Scoobie has some thinking to do, what is best for him, what is best for his community projects, and most importantly what is best for his family.

What do we plan on using this space for? When first pitching ideas about the theatre, there was a lot of conversation about providing complex theatrical productions for show nights and more complex Civilian RP. But now since we are in the motion of making this a reality, we have shifted the goal to just providing more concurrent forms of entertainment to the server and the city! Date night at the theatre, friends catching the new screenwriter to a popular Los Santos play, or pals going to listen to the new artist debuting at the theatre - all possibilities are endless! It is the Bathsheba's goal to make this a place of gathering and community. This is why, apart of the business plan behind the theater, the Bathsheba's want to hire a Talent Acquisition Agent who will help book shows continuously through the theater season. The theatre was designed to be flexible for creative minds. If someone wanted to put on a concert for his/her music, if someone wanted to host a fashion show, if someone wanted to put on a play/musical, if someone wanted to host a late night show and have a live audience, or if someone wanted to film a TV show - we wanted to provide that space to them. We would love more entertainment-based events which is why this project is called Project-Gathering. All events hosted at the theatre will be placed under temporary NCZ's, this being because I want people to focus on the interactions within and the production being pushed to them. We ask that all events are attended to with respect of other people's experience and to behave in an immersive way. Event's Planned to be had/hosted: - Custom Plays and Musicals - Concerts and Rave Nights - Comedy Nights - Roast Battles - Movie Nights (Streamed via Discord, just in a cool setting) - Fashion Shows - Late Night Show Series - TV Show Production - Q&A Panels - Ted Talks - University of Los Santos Graduation Ceremony - Historical Reenactments - Live Arts and Crafts Show by Ronnie

Cant wait to get my PhD!

Fuck Court and Boofa After Scoobie's first failed attempt at making a court appeal, he was up to bat for 8pm case for the following charges: - Evading an Officer - Resisting Arrest - Battery of a Government Employee Now, Scoobie was imprisoned within DOC and was only released at 8:03pm. But no fret, the Judicial Branch was notified and Timowthy raced DOC's transport convoy (that was suppose to pick up Scoobie, but Scoobie was way too fast and got in Timowthy's car anyway) down to court. Scoobie meets his counsel and then makes his way to the court room where the session would soon start. Scoobie's defense leans, informing him things dont look good. The prosecution quick to the excuse of false stories and assumed intentions! Scoobie's lawyers Sirius Raveen and Bri Bri served him well and did their best with minimal resources; however, Scoobie could not recover from the prosecutions lies, he would lose the trial. "ILLGETCHUBITCH" <-- Video Link Without hesitation after the verdict was read, the Bathsheba's would storm the bench and would attack the prosecution, this would reign very true with Beau Bathsheba who would continue to tell Judge Mason, "I am going to kill you, I will kill you, I will kill you bitch, I will kill you fucking bitch" among other variations. Court Footage <-- Video Link All Bathshebas were arrested for Felony Contempt of Court along with some getting Battery.

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Listen here! He is showing obvious hostile hatred and OOC backlash for being such an AWFUL IC driver. And also, he actually loves me and begs me day and night to play online interactive games with him. Take a look at what he sent last month. Care to explain @ComradeCorbyn