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Catching Up With The Irish Doing what we always do, checking labs, chop shops, and other various locations, Bo Vespucci and the Goblins he was rolling with, gets a call over the radio that Irish are interested in having a meeting with the Goblins in 30 minutes time. It had been awhile since we had met together. Status has been known as neutral ever since the last meeting. So, Bo and the other Goblins, asked where they would gather together. CC (John Sierra) was the one organizing the meeting, and called ALL Goblins in town to the headquarters so we could roll into the meeting together. About 20 of us, maybe more or less. After gathering all of us together at the HQ, which took some time. CC told us that we were going to an undisclosed location for the meeting. All the Goblins mounted up, stacking very expensive high end vehicles and drags. They took off towards the meeting ground to see what the Irish wanted from us. We all rolled into the meeting spot together to see a line of Irish family members standing and waiting for the Goblins to show up. And that we did. You could hear the faint whispers saying, "Wow there are a lot of them" and "They are growing”. High Command told all the Goblins to make a line in front of the Irish so the meeting could begin. Bo Vespucci looked around, first at his fellow Goblins brothers. He saw many of them. On the other side, Bo recognized a lot of faces. Bo saw a few people he had heard a lot about. People that had left a huge and long lasting mark on this city. People that were notorious shooters, gangsters, and killers. Once the meeting began, and all greetings had stopped, the meeting's true purpose came out. It was nothing more than a catch up meeting since it had been awhile since the two friendly families had come together as one. We discussed our status which would remain neutral. Then we all took turns, giving names, phone numbers, and faint smiles. Alot of laughs from both sides while this was going on. A fun time everyone was having with no bad blood to be seen anywhere. Once all numbers and name were exchanged, Irish high command politely asked if the Goblins High command would come have a higher up meeting only and they went off 4 or 5 from each side and had a very private meeting. During this time the other Goblins and Irish just hung out and got to know each other, goofing off and just purely having a good time. It is what people do sometimes. Well, Bo was talking to an Irish member for a little bit about some illegal deals they could make. The guy he was talking to said he was going to leave for a bit and come back. After he got on his BF400 and disappeared into the orange Halloween air, a call came over the Irish radio frequency. The man on the BF400 from before, said that detectives and SWAT were very close to our location gathering for some reason. We knew what was about to happen. Everyone started to nervously scatter and the calls and shouts over the radio said leave. About that time, SWAT and the Police started rolling in. They were in Kamachos, Drags, and other various vehicles. People were all over the place with cops picking people to chase and follow. After everyone ran and split up, High Command did a check over the radio to make sure all Goblins were safe? THEY WERE! They could not say the same thing for the Irish though. Various Goblins came over the radio one at a time saying they saw different Irish pulled over in different locations all over the city. What started as a friendly meeting of long time friends, turned out to be ruined by any illegally motivated persons worst enemy. THE COPS, 5-0, the fuzz, the boyz, you know, them guys. The meeting has been rescheduled to continue in an undisclosed location, with an undisclosed purpose. ALL in ALL, this was a success to The Goblins. New friends were made and old friendships were continued and became stronger. Safely escaping and continuing with their reign of terror. Goblins lived to fight another day......

Always good RP with these guys.

Great group of guys to RP with. Continue the good work!

As well as not having an option not to refill Soda bottles at gas stations. Like at a soda machine. But ocean water seems very unrealistic, you are right.

They will have to leave to collect plants, materials from Humane labs, and also import certain ingredients from prominent gangs in the city. Water is just a pointless pit stop that is easily prevented I think. I see where you are coming from though.

This is a wonderful idea. It would help people cook on the criminal side a lot. Seems to be the best suggestion i have seen so far! +1 +1 +1 +1 +1

Greatest Gang Ever Baby!

Bo "The Old Man" Vespucci: Unleashed... After joining Goblins, like said before, Bo continued the acts of crime he had already been familiar with. Along with learning alot of new things as well from his new brothers. He was so awoken by the things he seen them do on a daily basis. Like checking all the known local drug labs in town over and over again until they found some sort of action. Also, robbing a spree of gas stations and grocery stores instead of one and retreating to the hills. Bo even caught word of whispered Goblin bank robberies in the night air. Seeing and hearing all of these things excited Bo for two reasons, he would no longer be broke and could get a home and make money. And second thing would be, THE THRILL! Becoming a Goblin is a REAL achievement to The Old Man. He started immediately working VERY hard to impress his elder Goblins and hope to make a lasting impression on them. He showed up to every S.O.S call quick and ready to fire. Ready to lay his life on the line for the brothers that he devoted his life too. When he wasnt waiting on call at all times, he was doing the work of the Goblins. He was making money the best way he knew how. He was chopping cars, robbing stores with his best friend (Alistair, you know, the guy from the beginning of it all.) learning how to cook different types of drugs, even legal jobs. Those really did hurt the Old Man's head, but he had to do whatever to make money at all times. That is the Goblin way you know. After what felt like weeks turning into months, The higher command in The Goblins, they started noticing all of The Old Mans hard work. Even though he had no clue. The next meeting to come would be a very important one for the gangster old man name Bo. The meeting was called one afternoon out of no where. Of course Bo was up to some no good things, as always. He raced to the meeting as quick as possible. Dropping everything he was doing no matter how important. The Goblins were way more important to him. He showed up to the meeting. All around were Soldier Goblins, Pre-Prospects, The Lord Goblin himself, confident Goblins, and family alike. Seemed like a normal meeting to Bo. Nothing out of the way really. The meeting went on as normal until promotion time. They told everyone to get in line. Bo followed along with no hopes to rank up. In his mind it was too early. Right? But then, THEY SAID IT! Bo Vespucci, STEP FORWARD! Of course, he did. Nervous as usual. Then they started to tell Bo how great he had been doing. They told him they respect him. This made Bo very happy. They told Bo he was ranking up from mini Goblin to Soldier Goblin! This was a very proud day for the Old Man. This means he was doing the right thing. As a soldier goblin Bo didnt change much in his daily routine except for the smile on his face seemed bigger. HAHA. But he continued doing the criminal stuff he loved until he had spoken to Abilio and Johny Crazy one day and they suggested to Alistair and Bo that they needed more recruiters. Of course, the both of them stepped forward immediately and said they would love to take on that responsiblity. Then that was it! They made then both recruiters and thats where Bo's real work for the Goblins started. He started combing the streets on a daily basis looking for people who were worthy to wear the mask. Bo looked for people he thought would help them bring the mask a good name. He recruited person after person to become a pre-prospect and try their shot at becoming an actual Goblin themselves. Some made it, of course some didnt. Thats how i goes though. Becoming a Goblin isnt easy. Some people can handle it, and some cant. After being a recruiter for what felt like a long time to Bo. He started realizing that he could become more than just a soldier in the Goblins one day. He didnt just have to be a fighter. He had the mentality of a leader. Not a follower. People listened to Bo. People respected and trusted him. They know if they had problems he was the one to go too. Bo spoke with high command a bunch over the next few monthes often and kept them updated on the recruiting he had been doing and all the positive things he was getting done for the Goblins as a whole. They were very proud of him. It didnt take long, but at a meeting down the road after he had become a recruiter, he was promoted up to a Corporal Goblin! This meant the world to Bo. It meant his word mattered even more now. Now people would look up to him as a leader. This was just the beginning for The Old Man anyways. He did have a lot of bigger plans in this city in the future and they were coming true. He had acquired enough money to get himself a nice high rise apartment for a half a million dollars. Then bought another small home to store his illegal weapons in. Then he started to build a drug lab in his stash house. Stuff was growing so fast. But when good things grow, so do problems. Bo fought with rival people and gangs everyday to protect his name and the name of the Goblins. Along side his brothers he killed, shot, stabbed, and pushed his way to the top. All I can say is he was getting closer and closer.

+1 this needs to happen

The Infamous Bo “Old Man” Vespucci At the age of 86 he is truly a hard man to understand. Sometimes he acts 16 and then other times he acts 86. But all in all, we know one thing. He is one really, gangster old man. (( The Man, The Mystery! )) Growing up in Chicago, Illinois’ projects. The Old Man has never known anything but crime his whole entire life. From stealing cars, to robbing people on the side of the road, even beat a murder case. He has always gotten money some way, somehow. At least enough to survive. He had to take care of his family at all costs. Life went well for The Old Man, you will never hear him complain. He would say, “It was normal where he's from.” Getting older, and losing most family members to old age or sickness, he decided to leave Chicago. Nothing there for Old Man Bo anymore. (( Arriving to Los Santos Fishing )) After The Old Man just pointed to a place on the map so he would have a place to move to and start a new life and build a new future.The Old man found Los Santos. Where he would meet good and bad people along his ride. Once he arrived at Los Santos, He immediately started doing stuff he had to do to make it from day to day since he came with little to no money. (( Making Money Playing Poker )) That’s when The Old Man met a person who would become very special in his life pretty quick. But he would never know it by just looking at him. The man taught Bo about a lot of stuff in the city. Where he could take stolen vehicles. Who he could talk to about getting stolen guns. Where to rob people and where not to rob people. He told The Old Man about all the gangs in town. Enough about them to where it interested him. Bo decided he wanted to join a gang and that’s what he set out to do. But who? How would he pick? He had to learn these things! And quick! (( Stolen Submarine )) Well, by this time, Bo had made a friend. And the friend was a weird guy, but a friend indeed. The Old Man stuck to this guy like glue begging on a daily basis to help him join a gang. Even pushed for him to do it too. Finally, after the man agreed they set out around the town, stealing, robbing, and fighting on the way, just to complete their ultimate goal. JOINING A GANG. FINDING A FAMILY. GAINING RESPECT! (( Cooking Drugs )) Months later, after almost giving up. Bo and his friend (The guy from before) would be chopping a stolen car they had picked up at a part of town by the prison. The place was some sort of scrapyard. A not so friendly place to hang out. But some guys pulled up in a truck. Some oddly looking guys. They called themselves “The Goblins” (( About to Clap )) After seeing these guys. Bo had to go talk to them. Bo ran up, asked if they were a gang. Immediately asked if he could join. Then, from this point. Bo’s exciting story would begin. The Old Man and his friend, They became pre-prospects. Now they had to prove themselves. Bo thought this would be easy. He would be respectful, honest, and continue his criminal life as he was. Just with some new friends along for the ride.