Kimmy Posted October 7, 2024 Report Posted October 7, 2024 (edited) Faction Lore: Wait, You've not heard of THE GCC?! OMG, okay, so let me spill the gossip - aka the hottest and fiercest crew of baddies out in these treacherous streets! Picture a small group of all the criminal gangs in the past, but decked out in pink, can dance, don't take life too seriously, and are hot! But here's the catch, They're not just pretty faces; they're here to take over! Every time they rollup in their jeep and convertibles, these "opps" are sweating bullets. They've got that whole "look good, fight better" vibe down to a T. Seriously who knew thigh high boots could look so cute in combat? It didn't take long before the streets of Los Santos were buzzing about them. They made it clear from the start: it wasn't just about running the game, it was about doing it in style. Soooo, the GCC became synonymous with power moves in pink. What started as a few girlies sticking together became a full-on crew, and the rest of history was just getting started. Separately, the girlies of GCC have gone through hell and back, but their bond's tighter than my favorite Levi jeans. But it's not just about looking good, it's also about the community. Helping others? maintaining the peace up in these streets? ..Totally their thing! You can't sit with us! Unless you follow these rules: Rule 1: Keep it cute, not toxic We're all about good vibes. Let's keep the drama in-character and make sure everyone's having a good time. Rule 2: Know the basics babe A little server knowledge goes a long way. Make sure you're familiar with how things run so we can all slay together. Rule 3: Stay in -character, Always Once you have a character fit to our faction lore, all you got to do is keep the immersion going by staying true to who your character is. Rule 4: Follow the server rules! The server rules are there for a reason, stick to them. Rule 5: It's just a game so have fun. Remember we are here to have a good time. Don't take things too seriously--enjoy the game for what it is. Goals: Goal #1: Open a sex shop. Goal #2: Own a GCC mansion in Vinewood. Goal #3: Be able to import weapons and melee relevant to lore to keep the GCC strapped! Goal #4: Develop faction's storyline - rise to fame! Goal #5: Host and contribute to RP opportunities that serve the community. Girlies Hierarchy: OG Girlie Girlies&Guylies Flap Trapper Edited October 25, 2024 by Kimmy 27 1 3 2 2 1
skeletee Posted October 8, 2024 Report Posted October 8, 2024 (edited) Edited November 2, 2024 by skeletee 19 2 1
AmiCath Posted October 10, 2024 Report Posted October 10, 2024 (edited) Gramps ranch The girlies were on fire, claiming turf left and right. They wanted all of Los Santos, and trust, they were making it happen with their fierce presence. But there was one last spot that hadn't been marked-the LFB Ranch, owned by Vince Williams, aka "Gramps." Still riding high from snatching up Benny's, the girlies grabbed their spray cans and headed straight for the LFB Ranch. They sprayed the garage door like it was their canvas, giggling the whole time. The panic set in, But as soon as they finished, reality hit-what had they just done?! and they jumped into their cars, racing back to their main turf in Jamestown. Then, the call came. It was Gramps. The girlies invited him over, keeping it cute and casual, but their hearts were racing. Everything seemed chill... maybe he hadn't seen what they did to his ranch yet... Just as things were starting to feel normal, Gramps left to grab something from his ranch, and then the phone rang. The girlies froze. Gramps was furious. "What the hell is this on my garage door?!" he yelled. He demanded they get over to the ranch with cleaning supplies, ASAP. To soften the blow, Hayden came up with the idea to get him a pink bowtie as a cute little sorry gift. When the girlies showed up, the air was tense. Hayden bravely stepped forward and handed him the bowtie, hoping it would help. But Gramps wasn't having it. He dropped the bowtie on the ground and stepped on it. The GCC gasped in horror.❤ Winning back his forgiveness was gonna take a lot more than a bowtie. So, they rolled up their sleeves and got to work-scrubbing the garage door. How can we get him sent into a care home, while also claiming his inheritance????...... GIRL, I am googling that RN! After the garage doors were finally sparkling clean, the girlies were feeling a little bold. Once the last bit of dirt was scrubbed away, they turned to Gramps with their signature charm. "Sooo, any chance we could borrow your Dubsta for the night?" Gramps gave them a long look, clearly still not totally over the whole spray-painting incident. But after a moment (and a few well-timed puppy eyes), he hesitantly agreed. The GCC got their ride-and it was about to be a wild night. * After cruising from lab to lab in the Dubsta, picking up loads of marijuana plants, the night was going so smoothly... until it wasn't. Suddenly, the Dubsta started leaking, and before they knew it, the engine caught fire! Cue the panic. The girlies had no choice but to abandon ship and watch as the Dubsta went up in flames. With no other option, they sheepishly found themselves back at Gramps' ranch-this time, without a bowtie, just buckets and shovels in hand. Once again, they were shoveling literal horse shit to make up for the chaos they'd caused. Some nights, even the queens of Los Santos have to get their hands dirty. Edited October 28, 2024 by AmiCath 15 1 1
DaMasterSplinter Posted October 12, 2024 Report Posted October 12, 2024 (edited) When the Midnight Club, one of the hottest illegal racing crews, announced their weekly racing leagues, the GCC just had to make their mark. For the second week, on eof their own, the everfabulous Jules, stepped up for the qualifiying race-and totally slayed it He crushed the competition and secured the top spot for the GCC, proving once again that girlies ( and guylies) don't play. Go Jules! First place never looked so good. The GCC kicked off the rac with the girlies screaming over the radio for every pass across the finish line, climbing the ranks like the queens they are. They were on fire! But the next week? Not so lucky. This time, the girlies were tasked with changing wheels during pitstops-something little less glamorous than they were used to. Let's just say... it didn't go as planned. They fumbled hard, not even completing a full lap and getting disqualified. But did that stop them? Nope! they might've stumbled, but they still weren't at the bottom of the ranking. The GCC dosen't quit-they rebound. The finales were finally here, and the GCC girlies got a call from Midnight Club with one request: they needed to shopw up four-stacked for the big race. The girlies decided to bring in some extra help, recruiting their old rival from the talent show, Luck Shelby, and his sister to fill the sports. But when they arrived, guess who else showed up? Kiwi Club. Racing wasn't exactly the GCC's strong suit, so they reluctantly let the Kiwi Club race on their behlaf-but only uncer certain conditions. If the Kiwi members scored a top-three finish, then they could take back Grapeseed turf. It was official-the contract was signed, and the stakes were high. The race kicked off,with Kiwi members and two volunteers zooming around the track for the girlies. But of course, drama wasn't far behind. Luck Shelby, as unlucky as ever, blew the engine just few laps in, nearly permastalling the car! That's when Lola's phone buzzed-it was Tom Daniels from Kiwi Club with a new deal on the table. If Kiwi Club helped get GCC car to the finish line, then they could claim Grapeseed turf. Desperate times, desperate deals. The girlies agreed-after all, a win is a win! With only 10 laps left, the Kiwi Club took over, and by some miracle (and a lot of speed), they acctually finished the race! The girlies were on the sidelines, screaming, whooping, and cheering like it was their own victory. But when the winners were finally annoucrd, the GCC girlies were in for a shock-they didn't win first, second, ot even third place. Instead, they snagged... fourth place! The girlies gasped in disbelief. Fourth? Seriously? But hey, a win is a win! They still cheered like they just conquered the world because obviously, the were still fabulous, with the help of their friends, of course! Edited October 29, 2024 by DaMasterSplinter 15
Livvy Posted October 16, 2024 Report Posted October 16, 2024 (edited) The GCC was throwing a sizzling Hoeloween bash at the Vanilla Unicorn strip club, and you know it was going to be lit. The Bravta, eager to make a name for themselves, wanted to roll up and introduce their crew. After a few obligatory niceties, they couldn’t help but gawk at our fierce presence and the killer shows our girlies have been serving around town. Hayden, ever the opportunist, threw them a lifeline—offering to let them flex their security muscles for the night. They were all in. But, surprise, surprise—the Bravta ghosted on the big night! Lola, ever the queen turned to Livvy and said, “You’re on door duty until we sort this mess out.” In a classic Lola move, she gathered all the girlies for an impromptu huddle in the back room. She revealed that OTF swooped in to save the day, but they had one little request: we push their product in return. Meanwhile, DJ Asbo was spinning magic. Hayden snagged Livvy to shake it up for some VIP tables, and Livvy seized the moment to peddle her goods like a boss. Back on the main stage, Lola and the girlies brought the house down with a fierce rendition of "Don’t Cha," all decked out like the Pussycat Dolls. The energy was electric! As the night wrapped up, we couldn’t help but feel proud of our fierce performances—getting more famous by the minute. OTF was stoked, too, since Livvy and the girlies sold out all their merch, with one even shouting, “Big Up Livvy!” Then, as if the night couldn’t get any wilder, Lewis Langley burst in, demanding a selfie with the legendary GCC. In the end, it was a killer night—everything sold out and customers leaving happy. Just another day in paradise, right? Edited October 27, 2024 by Livvy spoiler edit 17
Alice Caruso Posted October 17, 2024 Report Posted October 17, 2024 (edited) THE GRAPESEED EMBASSY After snagging fourth place in the Midnight Club league finale, the business deal between the Kiwi Club and the GCC was finally sealed. Following a heated turf dispute, both crews decided it was time for a compromise-a fabulous one, of course. They agreed to open two embassies: one to represent a slice of Kiwi Club in GCC's turf, Strawberry, and another to rep GCC in Kiwi's turf, Grapeseed. A date was set, and the girlies (and Kiwis) met at the Grapeseed clothing store to iron out the details. The terms were as followed: 1. Asylum for All: The embassy will be a place of refuge. Anyone seeking asylum must stay for a minimum of 5 minutes-just enough time for a quick regroup. 2. Passport, Please: Access to the embassy will only be allowed with a passport. No passport? No entry. 3. No Violence: The embassies are neutral grounds. No fights, no drama, just business. * 4. Break the Rules, Lose the Passport: Violating the embassy's rules means your passport could get revoked by a neutral party (e.g., the Cartel). So, play nice, or you're out. After some serious back and forth negotiations, the stakes were raised. The Kiwi Club wanted Fiora along with the embassy, and at one point, they even offered the GCC a deal to keep her for a whopping $26. But after all the haggling, the terms were finally settled, and it was time for the grand ceremony. Hayden, dressed in a stunning ceremony gown (because, of course), took center stage on the embassy rooftop. With all eyes on her, she delivered a flawless speech, sealing the deal with her signature charm. Then, it was Vince Draco's turn to make his speech, adding his own flair to the moment. With the speeches done, the ribbon was cut in true style, and the celebration began! ** The GCC and Kiwi Club danced and partied the night away, turning the embassy opening into an event for the books. Edited November 1, 2024 by Alice Caruso 17 1
ILLYRIANN Posted October 18, 2024 Report Posted October 18, 2024 Oktober Fest x Girlies It was the Oktoberfest event at Sandy Airfield which was set up by the Girlie Governors and of course the Girlies had to make an appearance and carry the show as always. Once they arrived, they throwed a flawless girly practice, well prepared for the main show. After practice was done the DJ was bussing out songs so The Girlies used this free time to be posted in their VIP stand promoting their power qualities to others. A lot of people approached their stand, as expected, some displaying positive energy, some simping (as always) and some came with a lot of jealousy! The time came for the Girlies to Perform in which they slayed, you had doubts that they wouldn’t slay? Come on. Girlies went in there and dropped not one but two performances, the crowd loved it! After the Girlies performance, gramps had to DJ for the crowd but there was a slight twist to it... Gramps was in need of a fire style, so Lola thought of someone who could step up to the plate and deliver. Gramps is not someone to mess with and you cannot risk allowing some random to style him! Lola chose Illyrian, Illyrian called up a few people to which they brought him the clothes he requested along with an expensive watch. Illyrian got everything patterned and it was time to meet Gramps and present him the new style. Gramps approached Illyrian and Lola, Illyrian then presented the style to Gramps, in which he liked it and decided to wear it for his DJ-ing performance. LOOK BOOK FEATURING VINCE WILLIAMS STYLED BY ILLYRIAN BASHKIMI - Watch: Rolex Yacht Master Shirt: Gucci Designed And Signed For V.W Pants: Loro Piana Shoes: Crocodile Blue Styled Loafers With A 24k Gold Plate 12 1
Kimmy Posted October 27, 2024 Author Report Posted October 27, 2024 (edited) After a night of causing absolute chaos (because, duh, that's what they do), the girlies needed to refuel their car. While they were topping up the gas tank, Hayden, being the social butterfly she is, started chatting to some random driver. But then, as he was about to leave, she got that look on her face—you know the one—and was like, "Wait a sec, does that girl in the passenger seat look like "Snake"? After asking her and not really getting any respose she figured it might’ve just been a classic case of mistaken identity, or as they like to call it, a "girlie moment." But then the same car does a U-turn like it's starring in its own dramatic movie scene and pulls up next to the GCC sentinel. Out hops the passenger demanding to know if Hayden called her a snake. Seriously? Hayden just blinked, now thinking, who even are you? And then the girl drops the bomb and calls Hayden a “Dumb Bitch”. Like, what? As if! Alice wasn’t having ANY of it. She whips around and yells at Miky, "Miky, get in the car. NOW!" The girlies were ready to roll out, but the car was already out of sight. Like, poof, gone. But honestly? That’s not gonna stop the girlies. Oh no, they’re already plotting their next move because, let’s be real, if anyone’s gonna call Hayden a dumb bitch, it’s gonna be her besties. The girlies had one mission: find out who exactly this mystery woman from the gas station was, and more importantly, where she lived. I mean, who did she think she is? But luckily for the squad, they’ve got connections—and honey, when the girlies want the tea they get the whole damn kettle. It didn’t take long before they had her address. Now, at first, they weren't totally sure if the intel was legit, They got a little army of their friends to stake out the apartment—seriously, #Slay. Then came the note, strategically left like a mic-drop moment: "This dumb bitch is waiting. Tick tock." Like, consider that her official countdown to apologize. They were giving her one last chance to own up before the girlies unleashed their full plan. Because let’s be real, this skank needed to apologize, and they were going to get. The girlies don't take "no" for an answer, especially when it comes to getting the respect they deserve. After that whole drama at the apartment, Hayden and Lola were feeling pretty smug. I mean, they finally got the kind of apology they deserved, right? But when they spilled all the tea to Alice, she was like, "Um, excuse me, that is NOT a real apology. Let me show you how it’s done!" Hayden and Lola just gave each other that look, like, "Oh no, someone’s wig is about to get snatched." And sure enough, the next day, Alice delivered. They got a photo so good, it was practically begging for a front-page spot in the Burn Book. ️ Edited October 27, 2024 by Kimmy 9 1 1
skeletee Posted November 2, 2024 Report Posted November 2, 2024 As the first light hit Los Santos, the girlies rolled up to LSIA, each in their cutest pink athleisure, dropping Lola off for her “rehab recalibration” —she’d had one too many blow-ups (plus, a few sneaky vices, unmentionable for PR). Lola was in full “don’t-look-at-me” mode with her giant shades and dramatic trench , but the girlies insisted on a group hug, all misty-eyed and giggly. But just as they clung together, FLASH—paparazzi spotted the whole farewell. The pictures would soon make their way to Slomon Cobb’s blog, where their Momager, Ally Jean, had to put out forest fires to defend the Girlies’ names, where the Girlies implied Lola’s drug problem and spiking drinks at the Oktoberfest event.. -- EMAIL Dear Girlies, Well, surprise—I’m writing to you from rehab aka WELLNESS RETRAET (thanks, Momager, for putting out our fires).Let’s just say life got a little out of hand, and now I’m on what the staff here calls a “transformative journey.” One thing keeping me sane? My chauffeur, Robert. I took one look at his sad khakis and serious face and decided that he *had* to be part of the girlie gang. So now, he goes by Roberta, and I’ve already got him fully embracing his inner diva. We even got matching nails, French tips with a little sparkle, obviously. Every time he picks me up, we sit in the car and gossip about my roommate, Skye, who’s basically the human embodiment of a beige wall. Roberta’s been a quick study; I’ve taught him all the important lingo, such as “clapping flaps” and laugh like we’re in on the world’s biggest inside joke. He’s become the girlie I never knew I needed while I’m away from you guys. Speaking of characters, there was this girl in art therapy today that I have beef curtains with, who tried to *steal* my crayons—yes, MY crayons. So, naturally, I told her off in front of everyone (politely, of course, but I *may* have used a few choice words). When the counselor asked us to draw what made us happy, I made a little masterpiece featuring a man lying lying on the floor (below attached), just to keep things interesting. They stared for a good few minutes, and let’s just say I won’t be asked to share my “happy place” again anytime soon because they might section me. Anyway, back at the rehab lodge, they’re all about “finding my inner balance” and “letting go,” but they don’t seem to realize I let go of most things years ago—like the concept of moderation. All I know is, I miss my old life (and *real* coffee). Don’t worry; I’m counting down the days till I’m back and can fill you in on every detail (or at least the ones I’m allowed to share). Hold down the fort for me, and don’t you dare forget about me while I’m off “transforming” or whatever. With love and maybe just a *little* regret, L -- In true dramatic fashion, the girlies threw a whole memorial for Lola in her absence, setting up her iconic pink chair at Benny’s as a shrine (even though she was very much not dead ). They lit candles, put out her favorite lip gloss, and shared stories of her most legendary moments. Two weeks later, they were back at LSIA, picking Lola up in full glam and catching her up on everything she’d missed and all the latest drama. Lola was just happy to be back with her girlies . 12 1
AmiCath Posted November 3, 2024 Report Posted November 3, 2024 (edited) Edited November 5, 2024 by AmiCath 8
skeletee Posted November 5, 2024 Report Posted November 5, 2024 (edited) Lola had a brand new wig, which could only mean one thing - RIP to her old one, which had served her well but was officially dead. The girlies, dressed in all black (but still hella cunty), made their way to the graveyard for a proper send-off. A few friends tagged along, totally clueless about what the funeral was for, until they saw the wig being laid to rest. The girlies gathered around the grave, standing in a perfect, silent circle. A moment of silence for Lola's wig, because respect had to be paid. But of course, the mood couldn't stay to solemn for long. With a sly smile, Lola hit play on the speaker, blasting the wig's all-time favourite song - WAP by Megan Thee Stallion. Edited November 6, 2024 by skeletee 7 1
skeletee Posted November 12, 2024 Report Posted November 12, 2024 (edited) Okay, so like, while Lola was off at rehab getting her life together , Shaw from the Alliance was forced to apologize to the girlies for being a total mess . Like, seriously, the audacity. To try and make things less awkward, Hayden, the peacemaker (ugh, so noble ), suggested they do something cute together—like, a car wash . Yeah, because nothing says “I’m sorry” like scrubbing dirty cars in the sun Okay, so like, the girlies were so excited about the car wash, right? It was gonna be the ultimate bonding moment. The Alliance totally went all out and even booked a DJ to make it a vibe. And of course, they had to call in the Waterfelons —because we all know they have the hottest girlies and guylies, right? The gossip session was REAL, and the tea was spilling everywhere as they talked about the car wash, getting all the details on how to make it iconic. But wait, it gets even better. They weren’t just stopping at a car wash. No, no. The girlies had to tie up some loose ends, so they decided to chat with Benny’s Motorworks, the repair shop just across the road (duh, it only made sense, right?) . So they marched over to Larry and Collie to get them involved. I mean, like, they were on their turf, so they had to offer some help to the girlies! It was basically a business deal at this point—gotta keep everyone in the loop . The girlies, now fully in charge of this car wash extravaganza, got straight to planning, with a little help from Vince’s fab workers . They set up the whole thing with precision—everything from a working system for the car wash to the DJ booth that would keep the vibes poppin'. Oh, and don’t forget Benny’s—thanks to them, they had the mobile mechanic shop and a car lift for all the extra touches. It was literally a full-on operation at this point. But, like, they weren’t done yet. No, no, they added the cherry on top with some spray paint that said "GIRLIES CAR WASH" in big, bold letters across the side. Like, iconic, right? . Once that was done, everything was PERFECT. The girlies were ready. Okay, so the day of the event finally arrived, and the girlies were already on their A-game. Everyone showed up half an hour early because, like, you don’t want to be late for a moment this iconic . The Waterfelons totally delivered—bringing some seriously hot guylies and girlies to the scene . A few of them even rocked fireman outfits , ready to spritz water on the cars, while others were dressed as sexy cowboys (or was that just their usual look? ). Either way, stunning. But of course, there was a little drama—the Alliance had informed the girlies that the DJ couldn’t make it . So, Natalia had to pull a miracle move and get Jamie Jo to step in at the last minute. And thankfully, he did. He asked Lola what kind of music to play, and she was like, "Anything cunty," obviously. And like, Jamie Jo was quick—he pulled it together in no time. The beats dropped, and the crowd was ready to vibe. Soon enough, people were rolling in, and the Alliance totally took over the dance floor . The girlies and guylies were spudding up all the cars and managing the lines like absolute pros, turning this car wash into a full-on party. The energy was high, the vibes were iconic, and the whole event was just perfection. The girlies were thriving. As the event wrapped up and the last car was soaped, the girlies, Alliance, Bennys, and watergirlies had a quick debrief to celebrate the success. They talked about the possibility of future collabs, and honestly, it was a vibe that couldn’t be ignored. The girlies even invited all of them to their next exclusive sleepover. Perfect way to end the day! Edited November 17, 2024 by skeletee 15 1 2
Kimmy Posted November 26, 2024 Author Report Posted November 26, 2024 (edited) The girlies had their calendars fully booked this weekend with back-to-back performances. First up? A dancing gig for a potential new agency. Sure, it wasn’t exactly giving glamour, but the queens were all about the hustle—because securing that contract? A must. The night went off without a hitch (for once!), and honestly, a drama-free moment? Rare, but we love to see it. Saturday rolled around, and the girlies were ready to keep their promise to Alliance, stepping in as ring girls for their next event with the Lost MC—a little thank-you for Alliance’s assist with the oh-so-iconic sexy carwash. Easy peasy for this crew: show up, dance, slay, repeat. Only hiccup? Lola was busy living her best zen life at a wellness retreat, leaving them one girlie down. But fate always comes through for the girlies. They ran into Carol in the parking lot—one of their newfound bus-pass besties and a total vibe. Hayden didn’t miss a beat, and since Livvy just happened to have an extra dress on hand (because having a shopping addiction is a lifestyle), they got Carol dolled up and ready to serve as the 4th ring girlie for the night. Crisis? Dodged. Slay? Secured. After another iconic night, the girlies stuck around, vibing with everyone involved, exchanging compliments with Alliance and the Lost—especially Dean, who honestly carried the whole show from start to finish. Carol and Hayden were feeling themselves way too much and, in true baddie fashion, decided the best way to commemorate the night was by getting matching tattoos. On their way back to the city, things took a wild turn when Hayden had to hitch a ride with none other than Solomon Cobb (yeah, that guy). And let me tell you, it was a bumpy ride—literally somehow, though, he managed to get her to the tattoo shop without any injuries. Shock! Tattoos were inked, memories were made, and before they could make any more questionable decisions, they both got dropped off at home. Safe, sound, and covered in fresh ink. Edited November 26, 2024 by Kimmy 7 1 1 1
Mysterypigforeva Posted November 30, 2024 Report Posted November 30, 2024 (edited) The Girlies ran into a group of fabulous elderly icons who graciously invited them into their care home. It didn’t take long to clock that these golden gals and gents weren’t exactly sticking to the law… so obviously, the Girlies had to put them onto the Criminal Life 101! Lola whipped up a PowerPoint and slang bingo cards , Jules handled the crim slang, Natalia brought the Girlies lingo, and Hayden ran them through roleplay scenarios—acting like a true boss. Once their training was complete, the Girlies hosted a glam awards ceremony where Livvy snapped chic portraits for their Crim 101 certificates (signed, sealed, and delivered by the Girlies, ofc ). Now the grandmas and grandpas know exactly what to do if someone shouts “RANKAS!” Stay ready, legends! Edited November 30, 2024 by Mysterypigforeva 9 1
skeletee Posted December 2, 2024 Report Posted December 2, 2024 When the Girlies were asked to create an ad for a gun store, they knew they couldn’t say no—it was just too iconic to pass up! Hayden immediately hit up one of the best directors and videographers in town, Harry Forde. to make sure their first-ever advertisement was nothing short of legendary. 6 2 1 1
DaMasterSplinter Posted December 9, 2024 Report Posted December 9, 2024 So, apparently, the government decided Cosette Zero—yes, our Cosette—was just what they needed on the frontlines. (Honestly, we’re not even surprised; she is a fighter, after all). But did anyone stop to think about the Girlies? Of course not. Cue the chaos. We couldn’t let the world spiral into another round of “What are the Girlies doing now?” rumors. The solution? An actress. Yes, you read that right. We threw together an ad faster than you can say rankas and crossed our manicured fingers someone good would show up. Someone did respond... and, well, let’s just say the Girlies weren’t exactly convinced she had the range. But desperate times, babes. If Cosette can handle the military, we can handle this imposter. The Girlies and their stand-in Cosette hit the streets, and babes, it was a journey. After a few… intense training sessions (because let’s face it, no one just is Cosette), they finally managed to pull it off. Or so they thought. Turns out, the city isn’t that easy to fool. Some fans got nosy, using the "Ask the Girlies" button on LifeInvader to demand answers about Cosette’s whereabouts. Like, sorry for having national security-level secrets, OK? But the real tea? Cosette wasn’t back for a few more days, and things were looking dicey. The Girlies scrambled like pros, whipped up a video to sell the illusion, and crossed their perfectly manicured fingers. Crisis averted? We hope so, because the Girlies' reputation can’t afford another scandal. For now, just don’t look too closely. 6
skeletee Posted December 20, 2024 Report Posted December 20, 2024 (edited) Edited December 20, 2024 by skeletee 8
skeletee Posted January 1, 2025 Report Posted January 1, 2025 (edited) Thank you to all friends of the faction for all the moments in 2024, including those moments that didn't make it into the video. Cheers to a fresh start and everything to come in the coming year. Love, The Girlies Edited January 1, 2025 by skeletee 9 1 1 1
Livvy Posted January 3, 2025 Report Posted January 3, 2025 (edited) Livvy, Lola, and Natalia were living their best lives when they met up at the casino, ready to make some quick cash. Livvy had one thing on her mind—money—but Natalia, ever the newbie, tried her hand at blackjack and lost, though she was cute about it. Still, they were all in good spirits. It was time to move on, and Lola, always with a dramatic flair, smirked and said, "I've got a gift for you, Livvy," as she whipped out 80 weed plants. Livvy was obsessed—it was like Christmas, but with a much better high. "Girlies, let's go cook up some money!" Livvy suggested with a mischievous glint in her eye. Natalia, practically vibrating with excitement, giggled, "I’ve never done this before, but I’m so ready!" They suited up, packing heat, as Livvy and Natalia went to grab the ingredients while Lola scoped out the lab at [REDACTED]. Once everything was in place, the trio went to work, the air thick with the sound of their gossip session. As the drugs simmered, they dove deep into the latest drama in their love lives. But of course, it wouldn't be a proper mission without a little chaos. Suddenly, the most grating, obnoxious voice echoed from outside, grating on their nerves like nails on a chalkboard. A man, clearly thinking he was all that and a bag of chips, asked to come in. The Girlies, as polite as ever, let him inside, but this dude? Total creep. He started rummaging through Livvy's stuff, making disgusting comments like he owned the place. Lola, protective as always, was done. This was the moment the man crossed the line, and no one messes with the Girlies—no one. The man begged and pleaded to leave, offering up his phone and some of his sad, pitiful items. As if. "You don't mess with us while we're busy," Livvy said, eyeing him like a fly that had wandered into her web. The man found out the hard way: You don’t get in the way of the Girlies when they’re on a mission. Too much risk. Too much drama. So, the man was kept captive for the remainder of their cooking session. Yeah, it was a little lame that he ruined the vibe of their gossip, but the Girlies weren’t going to let him ruin their hustle. After all, they had bigger things to do than entertain some loser. Edited January 3, 2025 by Livvy mistake x2 11 1 1 1
