The Underground

[Melody Frey]

The Underground was fond of dicing up vehicles to help improve their own vehicles.
For them, it was simply common practice to exchange the parts due to their history as mechanics and self-sufficient reliability.

But today, they would change that. They stripped every vehicle they could find in the city for parts down to the very scrap metal, selling it all off to their contacts so they could invest into a property they had been eyeing for quite some time. The leadership of The Underground had decided to push for a business underneath a legal name...

"The last peaceful front."

[Eliza]

Edited July 18, 2023 by DontSniffSugar

[Richie194]

The underground were chilling at the HQ talking to a new recruit at which two bikers drove up and started throwing phrases like ‘This the gay gang?’. Mel grabbed her shotty and blasted one of the guys. The rest of UG were trying to beat down the other biker with hammers and bats but couldn't get him in time.

By then a cop was driving up the road at which one of the bikers snitched and all hell broke loose. The cops downed Mel as she finished the first biker but the rest of UG split up and hid for a bit.

After UG scattered the area and regrouped, Tanner and Richie both knew they had to kill the snitch. No one can snitch and get away without justice well served. So they grabbed their guns and got the new convert, Nathaniel, to go hunting.

After a good hour or so of tracking the snitch down, Nathaniel caught eyes of the snitch queuing up outside LSC. As soon as the rest of Underground caught word of the snitch’s location, they drove over armed and on bikes to put the snitch down.

This was a very clear and sincere message.

Snitches get stitches.

[XeV]

[idgafashlee]

[idgafashlee]

[Eliza]

 

Claire had met up with a new friend by the name of Charlie. They both had began to talk to each other, and they both immediately began to hit it off.

 

Claire and Charlie had began to search Los Santos for vehicles to disassemble to sell the scrap parts from them, and they were unlucky with their finds. They had searched almost the entirety of Los Santos, and could not find a single vehicle to put their expertise to use. Claire had then brought up the idea of spray painting City Hall and leaving their mark. Charlie was immediately on board with this idea, and it was on.

 

Claire and Charlie made their way to the local mall and purchased some cans of spray paint.

 

Claire and Charlie had then made their way to City Hall and scouted the area.

Claire then whispered to Charlie: "I don't see anybody, the coast is clear." 

Claire and Charlie then made their way into City Hall, and began to spray paint all over the place, making sure their marks were visible.

 

 

And of course Claire had to leave her mark!

 

Claire and Charlie were ecstatic about completely tagging up City Hall, and out of excitement, she called her friends Tanner and Richie to come see. Once Tanner arrived, he offered some cocaine to both Claire and Charlie, to which both of them happily accepted the offer! Claire and Charlie both were given two grams.

 

Both Claire and Charlie immediately did some out of excitement.

 

Claire wanted an even bigger rush, so she immediately ran back inside City Hall, and dumped a line out from the baggie on the front desk, and very quickly did another line!

 

Overall, Claire had a very fun night!

Edited August 8, 2023 by DontSniffSugar
posted too soon.

[idgafashlee]

[Richie194]

 

   

After a week of laying low, Underground were feeling the urge to start causing more chaos. They all knew what had to be done, so they started to prepare and build up their stock before going back to causing all out chaos around the city.

 

Guns, money and connections are the main things Underground are working with. Even though morale was low after the raid on HQ. The Underground were more furious than ever. All they needed was a plan and things to keep them occupied until the time is right.

One night they all gathered around HQ deciding what to do and when. They all voted on robbing stores to build up their cash, ready for what will come to the city.

With multiple stores robbed successfully and their pockets filled with packed cash. They decided to call it a day and hand out the money. It wasn’t much, but it was something.

Soon, only anarchy will thrive.

 

 

Edited August 21, 2023 by Richie194
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[Richie194]

 

It was a quiet night sitting at HQ until Claire and Richie decided to go get a repair at LSC only to hear that there were people in pink impersonating Underground and starting fights at Burgershot harassing the people of the city. Both Claire and Richie whispered to each other and knew this wouldn't slip. Immediately after, Richie asked about what the guy in pink looked like and found the man matching the description.

 

They drove to Burgershot simply to ask the man what was going on, the man responded by calling Underground a gang full of snitches and the LGBTQ gang. This did not sit well with Claire nor Richie, they went to grab their guns and picked up the rest of Underground to have some fun with the fake rat.

They drove back to Burgershot to find the guy on his BF400 wearing pink, after already being told to take off his shirt and to stop calling himself Underground, He decided to try and drive off. Tanner shouted at the man to pull over but instead he sped up. Richie gave the word to take his tires and get him in the trunk.

Once he was in the trunk Charlie, Ex-command of underground, suggested they take the man to the Vinewood sign to do some…new tattoos on his body. Once they got to the Vinewood sign, Charlie grabbed the knife from Claire and slowly carved the word ‘FAKE’ in his chest. Then cut his hair, giving him a nice shiny bald head. But unfortunately he fell unconscious and everyone thought it would be boring to just leave him there.

Richie then suggested to get him in the trunk, drive him to the top of Chiliad, then strip him of everything and let him walk down with nothing. So they went up to the top of Chiliad with the man pleading for mercy as he woke back up. No one in the Kamacho cared for what he had to say and so he was dumped off at the top of Chiliad and Underground celebrated the fact they got rid of some impersonating scum trying to give Underground a bad name, hurting and harassing the undeserving.

Edited August 23, 2023 by Richie194

[Melody Frey]

The Underground had finally decided a plan.

The group initially decided to raid Mission Row as LSPD did to The Underground's headquarters... But why stop there? Why not, instead; have that very moment be the magnum opus of The Underground's war? The plan was blunt, precise, and required discipline... Something that they knew they had compared to many other gangs that had come and gone. But that had to wait... 

They knew what had to be done. Extraction. 
It was time to attack soon, but not with their usual unrivaled antics of chaos and tomfoolery. It was time to hit the city where it hurts. The group reached out to multiple people, considering their ideas and formulating their own plan. The raid on Mission Row may not happen anytime soon, but it was closing time for some of the other chores to be done.

Melody began to prepare the cage she would lock the animals in...

No food. No water.
Nothing but cold bars and the sound of silence to keep whoever they kidnapped company. 
It was almost time. It was almost here. The cell being made had a small entrance for a few of Melody's pets to wander in and out of... She smiled at the monstrosity she was creating.




 

[Eliza]

 

It was a nice day in Los Santos. Claire and her two friends were out riding on a boat having fun and joking about what to do next. Claire and her friends were on their way to Cayo Perico to take some cool pictures for their Life Invader profiles and a nice mini-vacation. 

 

Eventually on their way to Cayo Perico, they noticed a small ship that was used for landing aircraft and wanted to make a pit-stop and check it out. All 3 of them stopped at the boat and got off of their boat and started wandering the ship. They soon arrived into the Captain's quarters and tried to go through the computers to get information, but they had no luck in finding anything of importance.

 

 

Claire then joked about the possibility of stealing one of the missiles from the ship and her friends quickly said: "Fuck it, let's do it."

 

Claire ran to her boat and positioned it in place while she let the strong men do the heavy work of moving the heavy missile to her boat.

 

 

Claire then radio'd to Melody and said: "We just stole a missile!"

To which Melody responded with: "You fucking what?"

Claire then responded: "We stole a bomb, can you pick us up from the boat docks?"

 

Melody then made her way towards the docks and Claire soon arrived and the 3 began to load the missile into the casket in the trunk of Melody's car.

 

 

Stay tuned for a Part 2!

[Melody Frey]

The Underground knew time was closing in on their mission. 

The cage was built, wired to a car battery to ensure the target wouldn't dare escape, and in a spot no one would even consider... An old Journey. Melody built the chain linked cage from scraps and fences all throughout the city. Smaller bits of theft always played a part... But she only stole from places she knew could afford it. It was slow, but she had finally finished.

It's almost time to begin again. 

She laid down a sarcophagus outside of the cage, smiling wide knowing that their target would be leaving in it. She put down the tank filled with a cocktail of different drugs from Humane Labs, rigging it to a single gas mask to inevitably force the victim to breath in the fumes. Melody smiled underneath her mask at her creation.

"For the people."

[idgafashlee]

Edited October 3, 2023 by idgafashlee
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[Eliza]

Claire was laying in her bed thinking about all of the times she has heard her close friends asking if anybody has food and water. She wanted to help, and thought about what she could do to help, because on the inside, it killed her to know her closest friends were going hungry.

 

Shortly after some internal debating, she sat up and whispered to herself: "I know what I can do!"

 

Claire then made her way to the furniture store, and purchased a vending machine and a drink machine that was for sale. She got the help of her friend who helped her to load the machines into her Kamacho. Claire and her friend made their way to HQ, where they then began to carefully unload the machine from the bed, and installed the vending machines.

 

Satisfied with the work she's done, she mumbled to herself: "This should do."

 

Claire then shortly made her way to Mission Row, where she went to pay off some fines, so she wouldn't be caught at a bad time with an arrest for Failure to Pay a fine.

 

She noticed that the doors were unlocked, and the curiosity got the best of her.

 

Claire then began to sneak around Mission Row and eventually made her way downstairs. She then saw a vending machine and saw they were selling lots of sandwiches, chocolate bars, donuts, and drinks. ALL FOR FREE!

 

Claire did the only thing she could have done in that situation.... She took every last bit of the food! After all, they were practically giving it away!

 

Eventually, Claire sneaked back out from Mission Row completely undetected from the police, and loaded all the food into her Kamacho, then made her way back to HQ and looked at the lick that she managed to get from PD.

 

 

Claire then said to herself: "Alright, I've got food, water, and a vending machine, nobody will be going hungry now!"

Edited October 5, 2023 by DontSniffSugar
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[Eliza]

 

Edited October 9, 2023 by DontSniffSugar

[Melody Frey]

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[AtlasOLimbo]

 

Tom leaned over the newspaper, scribbling away over its contents and defacing it. He lets out a sigh and tosses the newspaper aside. It slightly unfurls in the corner to expose what Tom determined to be more lies, mistruths and omission. An idea that had festered in the back of his mind for quite a while, a news source by the people for the people. It was a step in the right direction, thought Tom. A necessary force in the fight against the archaic, dictatorship institutions that ran San Andreas. The issue at the end of the day always came down to the fact of a platform. Hosting things yourself was expensive and risky. But LifeInvader, out of nowhere, came back online. The perfect platform!

With a bit of design work, the page is opened. Dubbed the "Pipeline" a quip on the idea of political pipelines and The Underground's early origins in the sewers. With his little introductory post posted, he had decided that any author on the Pipeline would use codenames in an effort to encourage anonymity while still representing The Underground.

Seemingly, the first article had actually gone somewhere. Tom believes that it was his writings and efforts that garnered one deputy Alester Carter and extended suspension and demotion. Time will only tell how Los Santos and the Pipeline cross paths. But Tom is optimistic that the truth will prevail among all else, as it always has.

 

[Cup]

[idgafashlee]

[Melody Frey]

The Underground had finally set up their event without issue. Without a raffle license in hand, they thought that perhaps the LSPD would be an issue, but they never even asked about it. Melody smiled at how good the turnout for the event was, and all of The Underground had a blast with all of their friends, family, and people who showed up.

It couldn't have gone better.





 

[Adam_Kippling]

The Pressure Cooker Builds Pressure

 

Maverick was minding his own business, counting down the seconds until he would be out of the Department of Corrections. Finally, a guard came over, yelled his name, and the next thing he knew, he was standing in the front lobby, ringing the bell to retrieve his belongings. After a short conversation with a sheriff's deputy at the Department of Corrections, he was informed that he would have to go to Palito Bay's sheriff's station to collect his belongings. Maverick was without a radio, and he only knew one person's phone number, but their phone was off. Unfortunately, he set forth on an arduous hike up to Palito Bay.

 

Once he arrived, he yelled and yelled, asking if anyone was working, so he could retrieve his coveted radio and get back in touch with his newly found family. After what felt like an hour, Maverick ran back to the sheriff's department to see a cruiser coming out of the gates. He yelled, "Hey, can you get my stuff, please? I've been waiting fo…" At that point, he was rudely interrupted by an assault rifle being pointed in his face, with the deputy yelling, "On your knees." Maverick was stunned. He didn't do anything this time, but he was being treated like a common criminal.

 

So many questions flooded his mind: "Why am I being detained? Who is Detective Marks? Where's my new family?" But the only thing the deputy did to ease Maverick's mind was yell and handcuff him. At that point, Maverick decided to mess with the deputy and claimed that there was a radio hidden in a bush. He told the deputy that if he didn't check in every 5 minutes, Detective Mark was dead. Maverick enjoyed watching as the PD searched for a nonexistent radio. In the grand scheme of things, it wasn't a large win, but to Maverick at that moment, it felt as tall as the Eiffel Tower. To nobody's surprise, the sheriff deputy was eventually informed by Maverick that there was no radio, and Maverick had no idea what was going on. Even though the deputy was wearing a mask, you could tell that this pushed him over the edge. Maverick was brought into the police station with an SMG stuffed in his back and left in a cell handcuffed for hours. Maverick tried pleading with any deputy who would listen, but to no avail. Maverick was trapped in a cage, and the only thing he could do was sit there and stew in anger.

 

Eventually, the original deputy came back and charged Maverick with battery on a government official, and Maverick actually began to serve a sentence. During his unjust capture, all he could do was think to himself, "If only this deputy felt what I felt like." That's when it hit Maverick: if this deputy liked throwing people in cages so much, it's time to throw him in a cage and see how he likes it.

 

Soon, Maverick will get his revenge.

[Adam_Kippling]

Never Comply, Never Die

So there we were, all serving sentences, either for defending ourselves or defending our home. At least this time, the guards gave Dani an electric piano to help alleviate the boredom that the cell block can cause. Out of nowhere, a crazed gentleman came up and started trying to interject himself into every conversation, coming up with crazier and crazier stories. One minute, it's "I'm looking for my missing daughter," then it's "My daughter drugged me and left me on the side of the road." Then, out of nowhere, he claims he is a war hero but couldn't remember any details. Obviously, the man was mentally ill, so we decided to try to ignore him. All of a sudden, he came running by and yelled a slur at us, and that's when Melody gave us the nod, and Dani and I knew what to do. After a short pursuit of this man, we delivered some prison justice.

 

Well, obviously, the prison was not too happy with our "Trial and Execution" of the man, so we had a decision to make: where were we going to make our final stand? That location was the laundry room because it only had one entrance and some handles that we could easily block.

 

Dani and Maverick looked at each other and knew this was going to be our Alamo. We did everything to hold the line against the overwhelming force of the LSSD and LSPD, but eventually, they were able to shove a crowbar into the door, and they filled the laundry room with CS gas. Despite our mental fortitude and perseverance, we eventually succumbed to the gas and passed out.

Maverick woke up alone in the Med Bay, cuffed to the bed, with a strange sheriff deputy looking him over for injuries. Maverick went into fight or flight mode and started reaching for the deputy's firearm, but he had no more fight or energy left in him. Eventually, he just succumbed to his fate and laid there, knowing that solitary confinement was his future home for the foreseeable future.

Maverick sat in his cell, thinking back on all the deputies that had wronged him, and started to formulate a plan to start enacting his revenge.

[Eliza]

[Melody Frey]

The Underground had grown complacent with their spot in Los Santos as one of the few tribes with connections to the Cartel. The gang of Anarchists thrived within the shroud of chaos and itched from the addiction of adrenaline...

"By the end of the month, The Pit will be finished."

The Underground had come a long way from their humble beginnings. It was a bittersweet feeling looking back at their old memoirs and seeing how simple things were. The occasional chase with LSPD or shootout with whatever gang was targeting them that month... The memories were forever etched into their hearts. The fun for The Underground was the beautiful moments in between it all, from smoking weed to fist fights, from hosting events to selling guns...

It was The Underground's time to give back to the community once again.

The Cartel had given the family of Anarchists access to a room with dim-lit lights and a small ladder inside of it. As they crawled down and slowly moved furniture into the hole, they set up a private gun range and pit... A pit accessible to finally finish business between groups for good, or to finish off whatever was left of anyone deemed corrupt.

Melody smiled down at the ladder and thought about how far they had come... From the very beginning to now, and for many, many more years to come.

"Respect our existence, or expect resistance."