Arabella Kirk
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37 minutes ago, Skullboi said:
Part 1 (Path To Azteca)
Haji (Siphiwa) Hernandez
El A f rica no [# 1 Yes honey]
" A N ew Fa milia "
"A New Family"
" The CIU ity N ew "
"New City"
Haji departs from his plane into the lobby of Los Santos International Airport with nothing but a few bags of belongings and a couple grand to his name. He needed a fresh start, a new beginning. He had spent his entire life up to this point in Africa, where he helped his mother with charity work for the less fortunate. While he felt good helping those of less fortune, seeing their struggles and their afflictions would fill him with a sense of pain and dirtied his thoughts of his home country. Eventually, he decided that he would leave Africa when he was 19 in hopes of finding a better city, with better people. Fresh from Africa, he was enticed by the bright lights and sunny beaches of Los Santos . From the postcards, it would seem as though Los Santos was perfect. The rich and elite Vinewood Hills and the beautiful Del Perro Beach. However, looks would be deceiving, and Haji would soon find the same problems in Africa also existed in Los Santos. The difference this time being, instead of running, Haji would grit his teeth and fight back against the people and systems attempting to keep him down. In Los Santos, he would find new friends and new family to help him fight.
" Herma us Ele cci ng "
"Brothers by Choice"
With no direction or no instruction on how to get by in Los Santos as a new arrival, Haji went where everyone went, the pier. He spent countless hours there. He met dozens of new faces and new people, but there were two that would stand out more than others: Alo nzo Her nandez and Jay V alen tine . Haji, being the born troublemaker that he was, would constantly find himself in some sort of trouble. Whether it be running from police, or crashing his bike, Alonzo and Jay would always be ther e to watch his back... and run him to MD when necessary. Alonzo was also the first person to introduce him to the Latino community in Los Santos , and this is where Haji first learned of the Az te cas . Haji instantly knew that he was in the right place and that he would do whatever he could to help those in need, and in this case the ones in need were La F amilia Mexi cana . Haji made the decision to devote himself to getting the experience he needs to walk alongside Alonzo and he focused on getting himself on a level where he would relate with La Com unidad Me xicana .
" Neu vos Pec ados "
"New Sins"
Eventually, Haji got a job working at LSC alongside Jay to help him get some money. While Haji did enjoy his job at LSC, he felt as though there wasn’t enough to do. Every day he works on cars and that's it, but there was still something missing. Eventually he met some new friends by the names Ava and Max Xanny. Haji grew close with them and he knew they would always watch his back when someone on pier would mess with Haji, and without him asking, Ava and Max would always come to Haji’s defense. This eventually led to Haji joining Max’s gang, North Side Sinnerz . Haji left his job at LSC, he transferred to Bayview and soon got fired due to his criminal path. Haji used this opportunity to focus on his new nightlife. He spent his nights rolling with Max and the NSS boys getting into trouble. Eventually trouble caught up to him and Haji found himself spending a good bit of time in DOC.
" A Re uni or n Family "
"A Family Meeting"
Eventually, Haji found himself out of place in NSS. He felt as though he didn’t belong, as if he was meant for more. He remembered his days with Al on zo and J a y , and hanging out in the ba rr io and being so close to the Mex ican comm unity . These memories helped him make his decision. He would join the Aztecas. He asked Alonzo for someone high enough to speak to. He was given the number of [ REDACTED ] , the second in command for Aztecas. Haji contacted her soon after, It was back and forth for a few weeks. Haji and [ REDACTED ] kept on missing each other. [ REDACTED ] one night decided to ask other Aztecas about Haji and decided to recruit him over text. Thanks to the backing of his Mexican brothers, Haji officially became a New Fish in the Aztecas.
" La F am ilia "
Haji got in his car and drove straight to the nearest clothing store, He got himself dressed up to look like a real Azteca, Haji made sure that he would represent the Az te cas no matter what and that he would always put his life on the line to protect his fellow F a mi lia . Haji got to know all the Az te cas shortly after and made sure that they would get to know him and trust him. Although Haji was never a M e xi can , nor was he Spanish . Haji made sure to let people know that he will fight till death for the Mex ic an community. Haji’s goal in Los Santos is not to end every other group out there or be better than them. Haji’s goal is to protect the Az te ca turf, To protect his brothers and Sisters and to have honor in doing so. Whether Haji has to put his life on the line or end someone else's life, He will always make sure to remember his goal and until the Me xi can community is not safe. Haji will fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. And he will always remember; “ Mi Fam ilia Sob re All ” .
Great post Haji!
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On 1/22/2021 at 6:57 PM, Buk Lee said:
Buk Rivera
Finding your place in Los Santos
Buk came to Los Santos with a troubled past full of crimes, having traveled the world doing various crimes, having to move very often due to finding himself in to much trouble seemingly every time he arrived in a new place.
The life of a criminal was something Buk never seemed to be able to get away from so at this point in his life when arriving to Los Santos it was something he had accepted as that was who he was, a criminal from top to bottom.
During his early days in Los Santos he meet an old friend he got to know during his travels to Hong Kong called Hideki Takashi. Hideki having arrived a few weeks before Buk had gotten to know the city decently at this point and showed Buk around, Buk bought his first car of Hideki a warrener for a very good price, Hideki wanted to help Buk out and told him a car would make making money a lot easier for him. During his early days in the city Buk and Hideki would work at pauls farm aswell as driving the money truck, they would also fish and catch any trucking order that would come up. One day as Buk woke up and was driving around in the city he got a call from Hideki to come to the tollbooth. Upon arriving to the tollbooth he met Mike for the first time, Buk and Mike started talking and got to know each other.
Buk liked the tollbooth because of all the people that would hang out there and quickly found himself working there every day, though at night time he would be back to his old habits and go around San Andreas looking for cars and bikes to steal to sell to the local chop shops.
Working the tollbooth Buk got to know a lot of people and one of them was Vlad. Buk and Vlad would get along pretty much straight away and would hang out at the tolls with each other a lot, Vlad was apart of The Reapers at the time and Buk was looking for a gang to join so he started talking to Vlad about it and before he knew it he was in.
Buk's stint in The Reapers would prove to be short though and would find himself leaving after 2 weeks just a day before The Reapers disbanded.
Although his journey in The Reapers was short he still learned a lot and got a taste of what gang life was like in Los Santos and made some new friends, friends that he still talks to to this day.
Buk would spend the following weeks and months focusing on himself and making money, doing anything from working the tollbooth, fishing and mining to stealing cars and robbing people.
One day while working the tollbooth a friend of his was talking about a gang he was making, his plan was to bring back the gang called Los Atlas, Buk liked what he heard and asked if he could be apart of Los Atlas, after a discussion about Buk previous experience aswell as what kind of assets he had, he was welcomed into Atlas as one of the very first members.
Buk's time through Atlas would prove to be a difficult and proving journey, Atlas was plagued by problems from day one and seemed like it was bound to fail and break apart at any point, A lot of gang disliked them and was always looking for reasons to hit them but none the less Buk keep fighting and did not give up on Atlas. Atlas was not an easy time for Buk and at times he thought about leaving, but the thought of his friends in Atlas and not wanting to give up on it kept him fighting and sticking with it to the end.And soon the end for Los Atlas came, after weeks of trying to keep the gang alive and making it work the day came where Atlas would be no more, he had seen people come and go during his time in Atlas but that did not make him give up until the day came where one of his closest friends in Atlas would leave, that same day Buk felt he could not be in Atlas anymore without this person and decided to leave, merely minutes after Buk leaving it was announced by the leader that Los Atlas had disbanded and was no more.
And so Buk went back to the solo life but he was till determined to find his place in Los Santos but before he did that he wanted to make sure he was financially stable and had a good armory. So Buk would spend his days on the pier fishing and making new friends and contacts. During this time he would buy a new bike aswell as guns and make a couple of 100ks before being happy with his financial status.
Fast forward a couple of weeks into the solo life Buk got tired of rolling alone and started missing having a place to call home, during a trip up north to Bayview Buk stumbled upon his old friend Mike, Mike was now in Azteca's and they started talking about if Buk should try to join Azteca's, Azteca's was always a gang Buk had looked up to in Los Santos from when he first heard about them and loved the idea of joining the Familia. a week went by and Buk called Mike to ask him how one would go about to join Azteca's, Mike told Buk that he needed to meet and talk to Alicia if he was to join Azteca's, so Buk and Mike meet up and went together in Mike's Kamacho to their head quarters in the city, there Buk talked to Alicia and answered all the questions she had for him, After the talk it was time for Buk to prove himself to the vatos, he worked tirelessly day and night helping them with the turfs and helping them fight and responding to backup calls aswell as trying to get to know all the vatos. When he wasn't with the vatos he would spend his time making money.
A few weeks went by and the day had finally came for Buk, He was hanging out at the vatos city head quarters at the time with Kevin Reyes, when Kevin said to him "It's time for you to see the secret club" so Buk hopped onto Kevin's bike and they drove away to the club, upon entering the club he was met by Alicia, Buk followed her to a room where a couple of other Azteca's was hanging out, they discussed somethings and after they were done Alicia told Buk and the others to go out to the dancefloor and bar area, it was there that Buk was given a chance to join the Familia, he gladly accepted and he felt home straight away, he had finally found his place in Los Santos.
“Mi Familia Sobre Todos”
such a good character story, and clear development in character. The photos were awesome and the story read so well! Good job
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A death Threat
Arabella's story pt. 2
With the city returning to a more calm state, and new relationships having been formed, Arabella finally had a few moments to herself. She hopped in her car and drove to a spot that overlooked the city, a spot her wife Valentina Guadalupe had shown her at the beginning of their relationship. She parked her car and got out, climbing onto the hood of her Kamacho she sat down and looked over the city. As she gazed into the distance she reminisced about the past couple of months with the Los Azteca’s. Arabella picked at the snow covering her snow boots, relishing in the cold feeling as she thought about the lows and the highs that she had experienced with the familia, and the fact that her limits both mentally and physically had been pushed.
Sighing Arabella reached into her back pocket and pulled out a crumpled, stained piece of paper. She looked down at the note and paused for a moment, as she tried to keep the tears from falling. "Always remain strong Bella, no matter what life throws at you. You are a kirk, remember that." A slight smile formed on Arabella’s lips as she thought back to when her father uttered those words to her.
Arabella caressed the note in her hand slightly. No matter where she went or what she was doing, Arabella always kept this letter close to her at all times. It was the only thing connecting her father to Los Santos, the Mexicans and his death.
A tear slipped down Arabella’s cheek as she read the letter for what seemed like the hundredth time. Each time she understood nothing more, she was no closer to finding anything out about her fathers hidden life, no closer to finding out anything to soothe her grief. Arabella reached up and turned on her radio, taking a deep breath she wiped away the tears and spoke on the radio with a feeling of defeat.
"Alicia, are you available? I would like to talk to you urgently."
"Of course mamacita, come up to paleto"
Arabella walked through the door to their HQ, her head low and her cheeks stained with tears. Immediately Alicia embraced her tightly, before leaning back and simply saying,
"I've got you chicita, what's wrong?"
Alicia reached forward and took a hold of Arabella's hand, her expression one of sorrow as she gave it an encouraging and supportive squeeze.
"Our relationship with the cartel is difficult, but there is no lengths that I won't go for my familia. I know just the person that we can ask for help, pero I must say that sometimes the answer is not always one that we are searching for…”
Arabella looked steadily at Alicia and nodded in understanding.
“I know not to get my hopes up, and I understand that perhaps my questions will remain unanswered, but all I can do is try. This pain has been with me for so long that I now use it as my strength. I have a reason to fight and that is for my father and for my familia.”
Alicia smiled proudly at Arabella, before removing her hand gently from Arabella’s grasp.
“There is someone that I can talk to. Ms Jade Reyes is travelling up from Mehico soon with another… shipment. She knows everyone who's anyone down in Mehico. She will charge money, but she is the best at what she does. If anyone can provide you with answers, it is her. I will call her tonight and talk to her about it.”
Arabella couldn’t believe her ears. For once in her life, it felt like the pieces were slowly falling into place. She glanced down at her hands, now clean but bloodied by the people she had tortured and killed to get to where she was now. She was not proud of it no, but she did what she had to. The only thing that weighed her down was her grief…but maybe, just maybe, that would be no more. Arabella glanced up at Alicia and smiled.
“Gracias mamacita, you really have no idea how much this means to me.”
To be continued...
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On 12/4/2020 at 2:56 PM, MissDeeds said:
La Colección (Part 3 of 4)
The Collection
As Jade left Mexico she left her number with the Vatos and told them she would contact them when arrangements had been made. One night they were counting ammo and stocks around their barrio when a text came through.
It was from the burner phone number Jade had given Alicia, one word
“Soon”
She called over Carlos & Gabriel and let him know the time was coming. This had to be a clean operation. They gathered around the Kamachos in their car park and Alicia explained to them what they were about to do.
Carlos began giving directions on what people needed to do
“We need people on security scouting the area, people to help these people off the boat and drivers for each vehicle and space for those arriving.”
Some of them looked with shock with what was about to happen, others understanding the perils and rewards from what they were about to undertake. They grabbed supplies from the warehouse including taupes and blankets to cover the backs of the Kamachos.
The 2nd text came through with a location, one they were familiar with, the port they usually collected their imported cocaine from.
“Boat shed at Elysian Island”
The vatos loaded up 3 Kamachos and began their silent journey in the darkness.
The radio, usually full of chatter, was completely silent. These were people’s lives, and a time for seriousness.
As they pulled into the dock, the soldados got out and began scouting the area, preparing to call over radio for any federales or civilians that may see what was happening.
Carlos, Gabriel and Alicia entered the dock and saw Jade sitting at the top deck of her boat.
The wind howled through the shed and the coldness began to grip them. She nodded to them and unlocked the door, faces peering out squinting at the fluorescent lights.
Alicia called on radio for 3 of their detail to come and help these people from the boat. The people looked tired and drained from the long boat journey, their stomachs grumbling. A very young boy looked at the High Command quickly casting his eyes down to the ground and became frozen in fear. One of the Vatos who were escorting him pushed him roughly. Jade tilted her head looking at him
“These people are here of their free will, they are not animals.”
Carlos took a step inside the container and looked around to ensure no further stowaways had come along. It was completely empty except for the couple of wrappers from food that had been left, an empty shell.
The 3 Aztecas Soldados, heavily armed with AKs, Shotguns and Micros escorted the 15 people back to the Kamachos, 1 sat in a free seat in each and 4 sitting in the back. They placed blankets over them to protect them from the cold, and hide them from any federales.
Carlos and Jade made some small talk and agreed a future deal, shaking hands to seal the business.
He motioned to Alicia to hand over the final part of the payment. She took the envelope and threw it to the woman.
As they turned to leave, Alicia watched the woman return to her quarters on the ship wondering would she arrive home safely. “Of course she will” she thought to herself.
As the Azteca High Command left the shed, they walked out to see their detail ready to leave with 1 sicario standing alongside each vehicle to ensure that none of the people tried to run.
The immigrants did not make a sound, but she caught the eye of one of the women in the back of her Kamacho, the corners of her mouth turning up with a small smile, quickly fading as she heard Carlos’s words.
“Make the call”
They held their weapons on their laps as they pulled out leaving the dock. The young boy sat in the High Commands Kamacho with his eyes wide watching them lay down their AKs in the middle of the seats. Seeing his nervousness Alicia leaned over and spoke to him
“Where are your parents?”
His eyes glazed over.
“Gone.”
“Why did you come to Los Santos?”
“To make money and escape the cartel who killed my family.”
She could barely hear him whisper over the roar of the engine. Her heart began to sank, he had come to this city to find a new life, and come directly into the world he had just tried to escape.
“We will keep you safe” she smiled to him.
He never spoke for the rest of the journey but his eyes told a million stories.
To be continued....
"Nosotros nunca nos rendiremos"
Mi Familia Sobre Todos
Out of all the RP stories i have read on this faction thread, this has been the most exciting to read so far. It definitely resonates with real world realities and the way it was roleplayed is excellent. Shame i couldn't be a part of it this time, but hopefully next. Very well written! Always a pleasure reading!
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+1 for group chats as well. I know this has been spoken about for so long since before and after the phone update, and it seems as if are phones are lacking what is, a fundamental feature.
Not even simply looking at it from either a criminal or legal point of view, there are benefits for everyone.
- It is easier to plan, organise, brainstorm, and keep up to date with the happenings within the city, say if you aren't in the city yourself. Communication as we all know is key, if you aren't able to get everyone together to talk things through, how else would you think about doing it, the only way you can through group chats.
- Allows you to always stay connected to people, no matter what you're doing or where you are.
Along with a group chat, a Do Not Disturb feature, or the ability to mute the group chat would be cool!
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Always enjoy reading your posts, keep it up!!
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A Lost and Troubled Soul
Time stood still as Arabella watched the blood pooling at her feet. Her eyes darted back and forth between her father's pulverised body and the blacked out vehicle that contained the men that had just shot her father. She closed her eyes and inhaled slowly before holding it, praying that when she finally released the breath everything would be as normal, but it wasn’t. Her father’s years of relentless emotional strength training kicked in, in that moment. Arabella took a deep breath and pushed her emotions aside as she knelt down and placed her hand on her father’s pulse, foolishly hoping for any sign of life but she found none. Falling to the ground, she swore right then and there that she would find the people that killed her father.
From there Arabella’s world spiraled downhill. She spent years searching for any information that would be the key to unlocking the mystery that was her father's death but she came up short. Her father had always been the alof, mysterious man for most of her life, and it was no doubt that this air of “unknown” that he had went hand in hand with his death. She harmed and tortured people for information and lost herself to her mental health. Arabella became so obsessed with finding out what happened to her father that it completely consumed her. Her mother continued to fight for Arabella’s health, making sure to teach her to be compassionate, to not hurt others, but the lessons fell on deaf ears. Arabella was lost in a frenzy that she neglected her mother, who soon after passed away due to cancer. As if like a light switch, Arabella was brought back to reality. Her mother’s death reminded her that there was more to life, and she owed it to herself to get help.
She admitted herself to rehab, decided to go down the medical path like her mother and followed her line of work. But the need and want to get to the bottom of her father's death was still there. Shortly after overcoming her depression, she stumbled upon a few letters hidden in her father's office. The return address was based in Los Santos, but there were no further details. Upon reading the letters she discovered her father had been dealing weaponry to a mexican cartel, and had frequently visited the city for that purpose. Angrily, she quit her job and packed her bags.
She boarded a plane and flew to los santos with the hope of finally coming to the bottom of her fathers death.
*****
The first few months of Arabella’s life in Los Santos was hectic. Upon arrival she bumped into one of her childhood friends Matt Armstrong, who proceeded to invite her to join his Motorcycle club, Iron Pegasus.
She spent months working with Matt to recruit people within the MC, whilst attempting to keep up the legal status. She ranked up to Head Secretary within the club which was viewed as a high command position, and it was her duty to liaison with the gangs and organisations within the city to ensure that the MC was on good terms with everyone. This gave her a huge advantage in trying to form connections with the gangs that may know what happened to her father. She set up meetings with WCA, Triads, Zetas, Dojin and last but not least NLA. After meeting with the then NLA, the now Los Aztecas, Arabella felt motivated and one step closer to finding out about her father. She kept close ties with some of high command, and found herself and her MC being invited to their weekly church services.
As time went on, and friendships were formed, some lost. Arabella found herself in an unlikely friendship with Valentina Guadalupe, a member of the Los Aztecas , who did nothing but supported her and helped keep her sane. She confided in Valentina and expressed her shame for what she had found out about her father, and the things that she had done in the past.
Arabella thought that this would drive Valentina away but she accepted her and continued to love her. Months passed, and she found herself falling in love with Valentina more and more everyday, until she eventually proposed and they married. On the day of her marriage Alicia Rodriguez, the Capitaz of the Los Aztecas welcomed her to the “Familia” with open arms. It was then that Arabella understood that she had found a family within the Los Aztecas.
Arabella found herself spending more and more time with the family. She helped each member as if they were her own flesh and blood, put her life on the line for those that were getting attacked, and stayed loyal to the Los Aztecas.The more time she spent with them, the more she understood what the azteca saying “Mi familia Sobre Todos” really meant. She had never met a family so incredibly strong, so close knit, so caring not only for their own but for others. She had finally found a place that she knew she could call home, and she couldn’t be happier. But Arabella’s journey into the Los Aztecas was not easy. She was doubted by some, and had to prove her worth and her want. No matter how tough the journey got, or how doubted she was by some of the members, she continued to show and prove to them that she had what it took to be a part of the family.
A meeting was called by Alicia, who asked for Arabella to also attend. Alicia Rodriquez spoke about the last few days and what had happened in the city, and went on to thank each member, including Arabella for their hard work, and to express how proud she was. After a slight pause in conversation, Alicia asked them all to line up. It was then that Arabella realised it was finally her time to be a sworn in member of the gang. Alicia slit her palm and Arabella’s and joined her to the family.
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Repair kits are soooooooooo needed. When there aren't enough mechanics in the city the tend not to take road calls. so +1
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2 hours ago, Lola Millers said:
I know I was only in there for less than twenty-four hours, but it felt like months. I was held captive in a small room, sometimes with six other people at a time - all dressed in red and strapped with guns. It was dark and cold all the time, and I was told very little of what was happening on the outside. Every time another Triad walked into the room and the door creaked open for just a few moments, I had a chance to tell between night and day. But still, every time felt like my last of seeing the outside. In my final moments of captivity, I finally woke up and quickly realised that it was unusually quiet. I first noticed that I had been shivering, followed by the harsh prickling of the concrete floor beneath me. My first thought was to look for one of my brothers, Stephen, who they had taken as their other Dojin-Kai hostage. I began to cry at all the thoughts that raced my mind and all of the possible worst case scenarios. Did they move him and execute him somewhere else? Have they killed another one of us? Does that mean the demands made to our next in command weren't met.. and what does this mean to the rest of her family? Since the start of the war, our numbers were dwindling quickly and the grief I've been experiencing up to this point was torment. This was my only chance of escape if I wanted to see them again.
Enough thinking, I acted fast.
Without a battery in her phone or GPS, I couldn't call anyone for help or locate where I was. My first priority was to be as unidentifiable as possible, which meant stripping off clothes that I have been captured in. I jumped into the nearest body of water and swam across it - I ran across the construction site, along alleyways, crouched in and out bushes. I had to be tactical and out of sight where possible until, eventually, I ended up at a clothing store. I met a stranger outside, and he offered to buy me a phone battery. I promptly threw on a rain jacket from the store and hopped onto the back of his bike. I owed this man my life, so I hope I am able to repay him in the future.
The stranger took me to Central MD, where I called one of my Dojin-Kai sisters, Tereza. I've never felt so relieved when I heard someone's voice over the phone and neither did she. I cried to her and explained that I had been captured but managed to escape. She organised one someone to pick me up stayed on the phone until she knew I was safe. I was then taken to a location where we were reunited and once we were alone, I explained to her what happened and who was in the room with me when I got captured. I was welcomed back onto the frequency with her other brothers and sisters that were still standing. Slowly, my hope returned.
The chance of me escaping was slim to none and I will never have another opportunity like that again. Moving forward, I have no choice but to lay low, even when I am overwhelmed with the temptation to jump at every opportunity to protect my brothers and sisters. Once they find out that I've escaped, they will be out for my blood.
I can't give them the chance.
Amazing RP as always. Without even being a part of it you can see and feel the emotions within the RP! Keep it up lovely
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7 minutes ago, James Sakamoto said:
THE GHOST
It was dark, the wind cold, his lungs would start to fill with air. His fingers twitched, eyelids flickering. James thought, ‘’This isn't hell. Where am I?’’ His eyes started to open, the pain in his body made him feel very weak. He began trying to get his thoughts together, gazing at the area near him. He could see sand, dirt, and lights in the far distance.
He attempted to get up off of the ground, his hands struggling to lift his body weight. Pain shoots throughout his body, reminding him of the amount of torture that the Triads had put him through. Adrenaline shot through him in the form of anger, empowering him to at least lift himself and move forward in a crawl. The anger was focused on Bruce Wong and the Triads, knowing that he must push forward for his brothers and sisters in the Dojin-Kai.
Crawling and dragging himself through what felt like a never ending fight to find a road, James Sakamoto finally stumbled upon concrete. He fell back down onto the cold tarmac, his eyes fading away, fighting to stay alive with multiple cuts and stab wounds on his body that shouldn't be possible to live through. Just when he thought he couldn't fight anymore, a light in the distance approached, a familiar voice fearfully screamed “James… James!” It was Arabella Kirk, a medic friend of the Dojin-Kai, on her way to clock out of work.
Looking over James, Arabella could see all of the injuries that he sustained and knew she couldn’t stabilize him due to the punishment his body had gone through. Arabella had to act fast, so she grabbed a stretcher to get him in the ambulance where she would take him to Central Medical Center in Los Santos. James asked her to leave him because he was as good as dead if Triads found him to be alive at Central. She panicked, not knowing what to do. She made a quick phone call to her friend, Liam, from the Shelbys. She told Liam that she is taking James to them to get treated.
Rushing to the Shelbys, Arabella repeatedly called back to James, making sure he was staying alive and awake.
Once they arrived, they put James onto a bed and started treating him to the best of their ability. With so many injuries, the guys brought towels and water to clean the cuts. They began taking the glass from his hand that was lodged there from the broken bottle the Triads had used to stab it. Arabella began sterilizing and treating the stab wound on James’ chest.
While they treated him, the Shelbys reassured James, saying things like “We will find the fuckers that did this to you, my friend. We will stand by you.” After some time, James was finally stabilized. Arabella told him that she’s never seen anyone survive so many injuries. The Triads had performed one of the deadlest torture techniques on James. It was called ‘’Lingchi,” or Death by a Thousand Cuts. It was a very slow and painful way to die. After they cleaned him up, James had to rest. The Shelbys kept men at the door to keep James safe from further harm. James laid in the bed, thinking about his brothers and sisters in arms back on the streets. The Dojin-Kai would fight till the end. He was sure of it. James Sakamoto will return. This wouldn’t be the end, but simply the beginning of something greater.
This was one of the most fun deep RP stories i have been involved in, in my time on Eclipse. It was emotional moving and so well thought out. The RP standards from both James Sakamoto and the shelbys was high standard. Cant' wait too see more from the Dojin-Kai!
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+1 boyyyyyyyyyyy
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Great thread, great RP, looking forward to seeing the uprise of the Shelbys!
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Is that contender still going?
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Arabella Kirk and the High command decided it was a good idea to introduce meetings every sunday, where members can get together and discuss ideas, vote for changes and vote for
promotions.
Within the first Sunday meeting, Ray Freyre the Road Captain revealed his plans for an event that he wished to hold for the MC and for the public, called the “Trials of the Iron Pegasus” .
With everyone eager about the prospect of being able to hold their events, and get their name out into the town, the MC makes their move and heads down to Mission Row to talk to fellow police officers about licensing for these races.
Once the meeting with the police department was concluded, Ray Freyre took his fellow brothers and sisters to the track where he wished to hold the event. Here they discussed areas for entertainment, food and viewing points on the track. This left them feeling excited about the future, and what it could hold for the MC.
With their spirits high, the MC took a break and tested out the track.
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Okay, understood. Thank you Jake i appreciate that!
My favourite care is a Ford Mustang 69, so i'm defintely copping that!
Thank you for your help!
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Also i swear i saw a dominator classic, i could've been hallucinating though.. hahaha
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OOOOO!!
Is it available at atomic? I dont remember seeing it in the list
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I'm a LOVER of vintage cars, and this just calls out to me.
Let me know if there are any going!
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I don't think I have ever wanted to be a part of a faction and a family as much as I wanted to be an Azteca and I can say that the hard work that I put in IC'ly was worth every second of it. I knew that I could log in and have fun with every single member, make memories with every single person and knew that at the end of the day i would have people I could depend on both OOC'ly and IC'ly. The roleplay displayed by the Aztecas was, in my opinion, the best on the server and honestly it's so gutting to see it come to and end. But as they say, all good things must come to an end. Thank you so much to all my familia and especially @MissDeeds for making my criminal experience amazing. I'm grateful for all the memories and friends i've made.
Mi Familia Sobre Todos!