The Dojin-Kai

[James Sakamoto]

bro this is a fantastic story,  i look forward to being apart of it and learning more.

[Rafi]

What a great read Camilo. Glad to have you as a part of the family. I look forward to seeing how your character develops within the Dojin-Kai.

Edited May 17, 2020 by RobinMiller

[STE]

                 

 

 

The kidnapping gone wrong.

 

I came into the city a little earlier than usual, It was then when I was told that one of our WCA brothers was kidnapped by the Council. They were asking for a price we were not prepared to pay, so we had to think of another plan. The plan was to kidnap a Council member and then set up a trade for our WCA brother that was captured.

It began on the top of Mega Mall, Scoping out the council's numbers in Grove Street, It was myself and 2 WCA members attempting this mission, we didn’t need big numbers for this as it was a small, quiet mission. 

I was waiting down the street from the Grocery store, waiting for the call on the radio from my WCA brother who was hiding in the back. “NOW NOW NOW!!” I raced over to the Grocery store, loading the Triad into the boot of my Rebla. During this commotion a Zeta car spotted us taking his fellow Council member, this meant I had almost the whole council on my ass as I raced them up the east highway, Weaving left and right through oncoming traffic in an attempt to take out a few bikes chasing me, For the most part this worked. By the time I got to Sandy, There was only 1 bike left following me, so we stopped to take him out. Within seconds, the whole council had us surrounded and in this panic I got left behind, As my WCA brother drove off with the hostage still in my boot. “HANDS, NOW!! GET ON THE GROUND” The Triads shouted as shoving shotguns in my face. I had no other choice but to comply.

They shoved me into the back of their van and transported me to Grove Street. This was just a holding point while they prepared my cell, Which didn’t take long. After about 30 minutes I was being moved to my cell…. A cold, damp concrete building. 

I joined my WCA brother in the cell, Upon arrival I was told that the Triads were going to bring him off and kill him. Once I heard this I was sure I was going to be dead inside the same day also, but I was wrong. So so wrong. The Triads had absolutely no intentions of killing me, They sat there for hours talking to me, trying to extract information from me, But at this stage I was the lowest rank in the Dojin-Kai so I had almost nothing to tell them that they didn't already know.After the 1st day people must have started to figure out where I was, because the Triads started to become on edge and I started to hear more cars come past my building.

At this stage they decided to move me. Hauling me into an RV, then onto a boat. I was confused where they were bringing me, If it was an island I could maybe swim away if they dropped their guard. But no, We kept going further and further out to sea, Which meant I couldn't possibly survive a swim back to shore. We arrived at an aircraft carrier. Again, This was just a holding point while they got my next cell ready.

                                           

My next cell was at Triad HQ which is where I spent night 2. By the next morning I was being moved again. This time to a beach house on the west coast. At this point I was losing hope of ever getting out, Every time people started to come close to finding me, they would just move me, over and over. They were giving me notes every day, as well as a newspaper. But this stopped once they saw what I was writing on the notes.

                                                                        

After a while the Triads began to get more relaxed around me, staying close to the cell while talking to me. This was when I decided to make my move on getting out, I reached for a Triad through the prison cell door, Wrapping my arm around his neck beginning to choke him out. “OPEN THESE DOORS OR THIS CUNT IS GOING TO BE DEAD IN 30 SECONDS” I shouted at the other 2 Triads in the room. This was a desperate attempt to get free, which was never going to work. But I was shocked they didn't shoot me dead on the spot, This confirmed it for me. They were never going to put me out of my misery, I was here forever.. https://streamable.com/tg9loq.

They moved me 3 more times over the next few days, before ending up in my last cell. It was at this point where There were 10+ Council members in the room with me, Most of them seemed to be getting Stockholm syndrome for me.

The Triad leader was beginning to spend a lot of time with me too, It was at this stage where he attempted to take my Golden chain, I got this chain off my mother as a going away present before I came to this city so it was the only thing I had left to remember the good times before this city and before this cell. So I wasn't going to let this go without a fight. Their leader came into my cell, in an attempt to take the chain off me but I pushed him away, grabbing the chain for myself and wrapping it around his neck. After this I had about 6 guns pointed at me, everyone shouting for me to let him go. I didn’t care, All I wanted was to get out of this hell hole. Wrestling their leader, He seemed surprised at my strength after the amount of days I had spent in their prison cells. https://streamable.com/pl5sfb. Again this was a desperate attempt which would never work, But I had to try it.

After this I cried myself to sleep that night.  I had completely given up on any chance of getting out of this. The next morning I awoke to an empty cell, an empty room. No one was there. My mind was full of confusion at this point, I didn’t know what was going on. I anxiously stepped towards the cell door to find it unlocked. I couldn’t believe it! I ran towards the front door to check if it was unlocked too… IT WAS! I was convinced this was a trap but I had to risk it. I ran as fast as I could, I didn’t know where I was running to, but all I knew was I had to get as far away from that house as fast as I could. I kept running until I came to a general store. The relief of seeing familiar surroundings. I bought a battery and a radio, Checking my texts for a radio freq. The moment I heard familiar voices from my Dojin-kai family I was overwhelmed with emotions. I couldn’t believe this was real. They raced to the store to pick me up.. After 70 hours in Triad prison, I was home I WAS FREE… 

                     

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited May 22, 2020 by crazd

[Rafi]

Stephen you're an absolute warrior bro. Incredible RPing. You the MVP!

[skeletee]

10 minutes ago, crazd said:

                 

 

 

The kidnapping gone wrong.

 

I came into the city a little earlier than usual, It was then when I was told that one of our WCA brothers was kidnapped by the Council. They were asking for a price we were not prepared to pay, so we had to think of another plan. The plan was to kidnap a Council member and then set up a trade for our WCA brother that was captured.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

                 

It began on the top of Mega Mall, Scoping out the council's numbers in Grove Street, It was myself and 2 WCA members attempting this mission, we didn’t need big numbers for this as it was a small, quiet mission. 

                 

I was waiting down the street from the Grocery store, waiting for the call on the radio from my WCA brother who was hiding in the back. “NOW NOW NOW!!” I raced over to the Grocery store, loading the Triad into the boot of my Rebla. During this commotion a Zeta car spotted us taking his fellow Council member, this meant I had almost the whole council on my ass as I raced them up the east highway, Weaving left and right through oncoming traffic in an attempt to take out a few bikes chasing me, For the most part this worked. By the time I got to Sandy, There was only 1 bike left following me, so we stopped to take him out. Within seconds, the whole council had us surrounded and in this panic I got left behind, As my WCA brother drove off with the hostage still in my boot. “HANDS, NOW!! GET ON THE GROUND” The Triads shouted as shoving shotguns in my face. I had no other choice but to comply.

               

                            

                     

They shoved me into the back of their van and transported me to Grove Street. This was just a holding point while they prepared my cell, Which didn’t take long. After about 30 minutes I was being moved to my cell…. A cold, damp concrete building. 

                     

               

I joined my WCA brother in the cell, Upon arrival I was told that the Triads were going to bring him off and kill him. Once I heard this I was sure I was going to be dead inside the same day also, but I was wrong. So so wrong. The Triads had absolutely no intentions of killing me, They sat there for hours talking to me, trying to extract information from me, But at this stage I was the lowest rank in the Dojin-Kai so I had almost nothing to tell them that they didn't already know.After the 1st day people must have started to figure out where I was, because the Triads started to become on edge and I started to hear more cars come past my building.

                                                              

                    

At this stage they decided to move me. Hauling me into an RV, then onto a boat. I was confused where they were bringing me, If it was an island I could maybe swim away if they dropped their guard. But no, We kept going further and further out to sea, Which meant I couldn't possibly survive a swim back to shore. We arrived at an aircraft carrier. Again, This was just a holding point while they got my next cell ready.

                   

                                           

                    

My next cell was at Triad HQ which is where I spent night 2. By the next morning I was being moved again. This time to a beach house on the west coast. At this point I was losing hope of ever getting out, Every time people started to come close to finding me, they would just move me, over and over. They were giving me notes every day, as well as a newspaper. But this stopped once they saw what I was writing on the notes.

                    

                                                                        

                       

After a while the Triads began to get more relaxed around me, staying close to the cell while talking to me. This was when I decided to make my move on getting out, I reached for a Triad through the prison cell door, Wrapping my arm around his neck beginning to choke him out. “OPEN THESE DOORS OR THIS CUNT IS GOING TO BE DEAD IN 30 SECONDS” I shouted at the other 2 Triads in the room. This was a desperate attempt to get free, which was never going to work. But I was shocked they didn't shoot me dead on the spot, This confirmed it for me. They were never going to put me out of my misery, I was here forever.. https://streamable.com/tg9loq.

                     

               

                      

They moved me 3 more times over the next few days, before ending up in my last cell. It was at this point where There were 10+ Council members in the room with me, Most of them seemed to be getting Stockholm syndrome for me.

                       

The Triad leader was beginning to spend a lot of time with me too, It was at this stage where he attempted to take my Golden chain, I got this chain off my mother as a going away present before I came to this city so it was the only thing I had left to remember the good times before this city and before this cell. So I wasn't going to let this go without a fight. Their leader came into my cell, in an attempt to take the chain off me but I pushed him away, grabbing the chain for myself and wrapping it around his neck. After this I had about 6 guns pointed at me, everyone shouting for me to let him go. I didn’t care, All I wanted was to get out of this hell hole. Wrestling their leader, He seemed surprised at my strength after the amount of days I had spent in their prison cells. https://streamable.com/pl5sfb. Again this was a desperate attempt which would never work, But I had to try it.

                     

After this I cried myself to sleep that night.  I had completely given up on any chance of getting out of this. The next morning I awoke to an empty cell, an empty room. No one was there. My mind was full of confusion at this point, I didn’t know what was going on. I anxiously stepped towards the cell door to find it unlocked. I couldn’t believe it! I ran towards the front door to check if it was unlocked too… IT WAS! I was convinced this was a trap but I had to risk it. I ran as fast as I could, I didn’t know where I was running to, but all I knew was I had to get as far away from that house as fast as I could. I kept running until I came to a general store. The relief of seeing familiar surroundings. I bought a battery and a radio, Checking my texts for a radio freq. The moment I heard familiar voices from my Dojin-kai family I was overwhelmed with emotions. I couldn’t believe this was real. They raced to the store to pick me up.. After 70 hours in Triad pison, I was home I WAS FREE… 

                     

                                            

                   
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You absolute tank. Easily one of my favourite developments so far and every RP opportunity with you is a fucking blast. Well done on your first post, well-written and love the incorporation of the clips. 

[KennyCashwell]

Death Threats & Fighter Jets

 

Originally from Birmingham, England. I lived in a small home just south of the airport, I grew up watching planes come and go, and different models fly above me as i sat and watched for hours. Aviation, something i knew hardly anything about but what interested me the most. I went through my years of school keeping my head down and waiting on the results which would shape my life. College came around, courses on courses on courses there was more than you could imagine. I browsed for hours deciding on which i would choose until i found the one. Aerospace Engineering, something which captivated me in my younger years and something i had dreamt of doing since I was a kid. I signed onto the course, 3 years of intense work to finally receive my diploma. I was set free into the world wielding a level 3 diploma and bad decisions. I soon found myself heading down the wrong tracks, the dreams and ambitions of designing, maintaining and researching the metal beasts in the sky just a memory fading away. I found myself moving away to america. still barely grasping the thought of becoming an engineer one day.

 

Los Santos, a prospering city full of opportunities. My break, a chance to finally follow my dreams, i started off slow. Scoring myself a job at the local toll booth, I would see fancy cars, gangs of people, all sorts. Thinking to myself how i would someday drive the cars they drove, live the life they lived. I saved, all my money went into rent and I made the extra effort to save enough for an old car. I went down to the dealership and i bought it, an old muscle car; Something i thought was pretty cool at the time. It was cheap, all i could afford but it worked, it got me from point A to point B. On my way to my 9-5 job a biker pulls out in-front of me, i slam the breaks but its too late my car collided with his bike and he is sent across the road. Instantly i call an ambulance as i get hurled with abuse from the crippled man, trying to diffuse the situation i approach him. The biggest mistake of my life, the brief encounter was all it took for the man to see my face, remember my car. I was given 7 days to live and promised revenge. I was shook, drawn back to my younger years and all the hard work and ambition which brought me here for it all to be taken by an angry man on a bike.

 

I needed help badly, someone to watch my back while i went along with my daily jobs. Pulling up to the bank to collect my salary a sharp, piercing car pulls up. Under-lights the whole deal, i approach just to talk about the car, something i had interest in. We talked for awhile and i ended up hanging out with him for a while. I saw him around town and eventually found out that he was a member of an organisation "Dojin-Kai" an unfamiliar name but one i would soon never forget. Time passed by and i met more and more members, made more friends and started to recognise them as i went about my life. Until one day while picking up my wages like usual i was approached, a new figure. We got talking i told him about the biker and he revealed he was also a member of the Dojin-Kai a name i heard often now, we exchanged names and slowly i recognised more and more people throughout the city until one day James, my new friend came with a deal. I was to supply him with a good in exchange of the recruitment or introduction into the gang. I was drawn back, something i was not prepared for. I carried out the deal and spoke with the man, apparently he took a chance with me as he had a good feeling, i soon found this out after interacting with other members of the organisation. Days passed and i found myself hanging out with them more than working, in fact i quit my job and began other means of income so i could balance my social life more appropriately. 5 days passed, sitting outside their HQ speaking with a couple of the members. I was brought inside, instructed on the Morals and actions of the organisation and whether i would like to become a member. 3 months down the line, I'm now the one who drives through the toll booth in the fancy car, the one who rolls up to the bank with the under-lights. a target for the less wealthy, a trigger to start a journey into the better side of life. When i was younger i wished to work with fighter jets but i came to realise, instead of fighter jets i'd be working with death threats and that was fine by me, because i now had a group of skilled people one radio call away, who i called my friends. One of the newest members of Dojin-Kai.

 

[Bradley Castle]

 

He Spilled Blood

Bradley’s hand trembled, his eyes narrowing as he lowered his pistol. The sound of his surroundings were muffled as if he was in an entranced state. After a few blinks, he focused on the sidewalk ahead of him. A man lay in the sidewalk, bleeding out on the ground. A voice screamed at him to his left, repeating the same words but he couldn’t quite make out what they said. Bradley snapped out of it, looking around before focusing on the man in the Kamacho to his left. “Bradley! What the fuck are you doing? Take his gun and get in the fucking car!” Bradley did as he was told in a quick fashion, jumping into the seat next to the man. That man was Jake Sakamoto and Bradley had just killed a man for the first time.

As a Trial for the Triads, Bradley looked up to Jake as a mentor, learning the ins and outs of the criminal world from him. What to do, what not to do. Bradley developed a high respect for the man. However, Bradley’s time in the Triads was cut short when he was told he was denied to be a member on the basis that they saw Bradley driving a police officer around in his car. A police officer had never stepped foot in Bradley’s car so it was obvious to him that someone from Triads High Command didn’t like him. He left with no ill will, his chin held high.

He Found Family

 

A few days passed before Bradley was contacted by Jake Sakamoto to meet him. Jake had turned in his Triad mask and was starting up a new criminal organization based in the roots of his family. The sound of it was exactly what Bradley seeked. He wasn’t a bloodthirsty warmonger and needed to reinvent himself from seeking bloodshed unless necessary.

 

So he joined the Dojin-Kai under the “Mining Union” moniker.

What Bradley found within the Dojin-Kai is a family of level-headed and disciplined members that worked together on goals that would benefit everyone involved. Through his hard work and dedication, Bradley quickly climbed the ranks of the newborn organization. He was never one to care for rank but this made him realize that he had something to give, something to offer the family around him. Bradley felt strong alongside his new brothers and sisters. His only desires lied in strengthening everyone around him physically, mentally, and emotionally.

He Found Purpose

 

A month passed when Bradley found himself in the ceremonial role of Shategashira which was the head of internal affairs, business operations, and diplomacy. Bradley settled into a zen state, teaching members of the Dojin-Kai physical and mental discipline to strengthen the group into a cohesive unit. He began performing the Sakazuki ritual with new members of the organization which included sharing a cup of sake and sharing your life story between mentor and apprentice. The sake drank by the apprentice would be spiked with a hallucinogenic sedative meant to put them in a dream state. As a rite of passage, Sakazuki is important for new members so they can conquer their fears, go on a journey, and experience a vision so they can come out humbled on the other side.

He Overcame War

 

As the Dojin-Kai grew, they became a greater threat to other criminal organizations within the city even if they wished to stay neutral. Their goal was to bring business and profits into the criminal world so making enemies of any particular group wouldn’t suit their business goals. However, those plans wouldn’t come to fruition as the Triads began attacking the dojo in Paleto and the Koi in Vespucci. When asked why, the only answers the Dojin-Kai were given was to ‘ask your leaders’. As one of the leaders, Bradley was confused by this. The tensions grew worse over a few days, backing the Dojin-Kai into a corner where they had to choose war or to be exterminated. They chose war.

Alongside the West Coast Assassins, the Dojin-Kai entered the war against the Council with the hopes of being left alone. The war brought much bloodshed and suffering. The first days of the war, the outcome was shrouded in a gray area. However, with the Aztecas joining the opposing side, it was clear that the Dojin-Kai and West Coast Assassins were heavily outnumbered. Every day, family members were killed or captured. That day came for Bradley as well.

He Endured Pain

 

Every day that the war continued, the numbers that came together to fight dwindled. The Dojin-Kai had to go into hiding when walking around town or they would be taken in the hands of the Council. The Oyabun, James Sakamoto, had been missing for days. The Kumicho, Jake Sakamoto, was in Japan. The interim Wakagashira, Brian Sakamoto, was in a deep coma at the hospital due to the war. Leadership fell onto him, but he was no war leader. Bradley always strived for diplomacy over bloodshed because even winning meant death of family. While trying to figure out a way to exit the war for his family, his time came too. Triads recognized his car, following him around the city. With no radio frequency, no contact with anyone, he knew he couldn’t escape. After a short pursuit, his Raiden was stalled and he was held at gunpoint. 

 

Bradley was taken to a discreet location, beaten and bruised to try and force the Dojin-Kai’s exit from the war. The demands made for his life were astronomical and he knew no one would pay. The Dojin-Kai were ordered not to pay into demands, instead to die with honor. They had chosen to join this war after negotiations prior had failed when tried several times. Within thirty minutes, Bruce Wong, Dragon’s Head of the Triads, realized that no one would pay up so he ordered for Bradley to be executed. Bradley’s nose bled, blood dribbled at a slow pace from his mouth. He closed his eyes, enduring the pain and accepting what was to come. The last thing he heard was gunfire before he went unconscious.

He Exuded Humility

 

Days passed before Bradley woke up from the coma he was in. The war was over. Jake Sakamoto had returned from Japan and had negotiated Dojin-Kai’s exit from the war. Bradley exhaled deeply, a wave of relief settled over him. The time for humility was now. The time to show Los Santos what the Dojin-Kai was about had come. The Dojin-Kai gathered what they had left, humbled by the war. 

 

The Dojin-Kai would be reborn. Now veterans of a lost war, battle-hardened, they continued forward looking to the future and what they could bring to the table.

[KennyCashwell]

The First Disciplinary Check

 

I was addressed regarding some of my actions during the day, as i recalled the events which were highlighted the floods of guilt and regret came in. I was instantly reminded of my place, a minor role within the organisation. Something in which mess ups aren't ignored, this was quickly brought to attention as my mentor entered. I sat in silence, reflecting on my decisions and reevaluating whether my decisions mirror the morals of Dojin-Kai. They could not be further apart. I was ashamed, angry with myself, but instead of using these emotions negatively i reused them in a positive manor. One which helped me to check my demeanour, I self assessed my attitude and corrected the faults. I will refrain from any similar incidents in the future and remain disciplined to the best of mine and my mentors ability.

The Dojin-Kai doesnt mess around when it comes to situations like this, a fact i learnt the hard way. However it was a constructional encounter. one which helped shape me mentally.

-Kenny Cashwell, Minarai of Dojin-Kai.

[Loose500]

 

The Ceremony

We had a first meeting after the war finally ended. It was nice seeing everybody back and hearing familiar voices.
The meeting was about how we would recover from this war and how we would be moving forward. A lot of people got promoted including myself becoming a Komon.
Six members got promoted into the Kyodai rank which meant I got to tattoo these people.

New Responsibilities

Bradley, Jake and James made me the taboo artist which means only I can tattoo people who become Kyodai.
The first person I gave this tattoo to was Frank Patterson.
James Sakamoto and Renzo Polino watched closely how I did it for my first time.

The New Kyodai

 

The six members who got promoted from Wakashu to Kyodai are: Lola Millers, Samuel Rojas, Dara Orkonson, Stephen Neven, Hendrixo Jones and Gabriel Montague. They all got a Spider tattooed on the left side of the neck.

Most of them didn’t feel any pain because of their training. They all said it’s a bit more painful then a normal tattoo  but all of them never asked me to stop. Getting this tattoo means you are now deep into the web of the Yakuza and that you are a well respected member inside the Dojin-Kai.

[James Sakamoto]

Great story Lesley, well done mate.... Checkkkk!!

 

[James Sakamoto]

 

                                                                        Problem for the Shelby’s 

 

The other night, one of the Shelby’s reached out to the Dojin-Kai about an upcoming group called the Murdablock asking if they could set something up to talk about what happened earlier that day. Being well-acquainted with the leaders of both organisations, James Sakamoto was happy to help his friends resolve their conflicts.

 

Lance Slasher from Murdablock and Andrew Shelby from the Shelby’s were contacted and a meeting was arranged at the Shelby’s HQ to discuss and tie any of their loose ends resulting from the altercation.

 

 

During the meeting, Lance expressed that he had no ill-intentions to cause harm to the Shelby’s that day. Lance explained that, from his point of view, he demanded his members to cease fire towards the Shelby’s until they realised they initiated first. After that, it was fair game. 

 

Eventually, the Shelby’s and Murdablock settled their agreements, deciding that what had happened was a misunderstanding on both sides. Numbers were exchanged and another formal meeting was planned to be held with the two organisations.

 

Edited May 22, 2020 by James Sakamoto

[Toretto]

 

5 minutes ago, James Sakamoto said:

 Problem for the Shelby’s 

 

Looking good!

[XavierLR]

Keep up the hard work boys!

 

[James Sakamoto]

 

Meeting Murdablock 

 

After the meeting with Murdablock and the Shelby’s, I invited Murdablock down to The Koi so we could have a face-to-face with Lance and his group to discuss what his plans are within the city.

 

 

 

Seeing a line of red, we realised why they called themself Murdablock. Lance let us know that their organisation would be marked by their red clothing and cars.

 

 

Lance went on to offer his help if we needed it out of respect for the Dojin-Kai and the meeting was formally closed. New friendships were formed, names and numbers were exchanged, and the members of both organisations decided to unwind after a long day.

[skeletee]

glad i could be part of a story and rp-heavy faction. each new member that joins brings something individualised and new to the family & every event encountered in-game (both good and bad!) makes the dojin story more profound. can't wait to see future posts and developments 

Edited May 23, 2020 by Lola Millers

[Navster]

Very good rp keep it up! 

[Danny-T]

NEW BEGINNINGS 

Andrew Shelby woke up on what felt like a normal day and went down the beach for his morning run. During this time his Kyodai, Lola Millers, asked over the radio if he was free for his Sakazuki. "Of course," he responded and went to the Dojo for the ritual, knelt down before his Kyodai, and bowed to her. She prepared two Sake shots and they cheered and drank. Instantly, Andrew felt uneasy and fell backwards, hitting his head on the mat. The force of the impact pushed his astronomical form from his physical form and his old form pushed out of his body and the old Andrew was left behind. Not being able to react with the world around him, Andrew was forced to watch himself in his old form and watch his growth and development. When returning to the dojo, Andrew Shelby and was reborn into the Dojin-Kai as a Minarai under the name Andoryū sherubī.

 

[sam12336020]

Nice RP guys

[vx3r]

1 hour ago, Danny-T said:

NEW BEGINNINGS 

Andrew Shelby woke up on what felt like a normal day and went down the beach for his morning run. During this time his Kyodai, Lola Millers, asked over the radio if he was free for his Sakazuki. "Of course," he responded and went to the Dojo for the ritual, knelt down before his Kyodai, and bowed to her. She prepared two Sake shots and they cheered and drank. Instantly, Andrew felt uneasy and fell backwards, hitting his head on the mat. The force of the impact pushed his astronomical form from his physical form and his old form pushed out of his body and the old Andrew was left behind. Not being able to react with the world around him, Andrew was forced to watch himself in his old form and watch his growth and development. When returning to the dojo, Andrew Shelby and was reborn into the Dojin-Kai as a Minarai under the name Andoryū sherubī.

 

Good back story Andrew keep up the good work, the whole group. You guys have never let me down with your RP

[Nitrogen97]

Amazing honestly keep up the RP

[mikebumbum]

The Transition

Michael Laurie had a strange month. His family WCA was gone the war was fought long and hard from both sides and it ended in the gang disbanding to keep its pride. He was lost the months of work and dedication he provided among others was gone in an instant. For the first week or so he considered leaving the city for a bit to take a break and work on himself and maybe try something other then the criminal life.

He realized he couldn't do that and had to keep not only his story going but wanted to keep the legacy of what his family brought to this city. For a while he wasn't sure what he was going to do and how he would continue being a criminal and actually enjoy it. After coming into the city just to hang out he decided to go up north to paleto to hang out with his friends and war allies the Dojin Kai. After some talks he realized that the gang respected what he did during the war and wanted him to join their family. He wasn't sure at first as it was a completely different lifestyle then he was used to but eventually he decided its where he would feel most comfortable. 

 

After talking with the leaders his good friends for some time now they wanted him to take a position in the group that would be named Honbucho. Being a higher role in the group it came with certain requirements which the group new he was fully capable of handling. The group knew the way Michael ran things with the boys in green and wanted some of those attributes added to their own gang and tasked him with helping with that.

 

In the beginning he did feel like the odd man out as what he knew for the past 8 months was the only thing he ever knew in this city. After hosting some events for the group and getting to know them even better he felt confident that with some adjustments he could call this his new home. The group was very welcoming and respectful to him and that's all he really could ever ask for and appreciated how great things were going.

 

He started to hold lessons where he would teach some of the members old and new the things he learned throughout his long journey as the Lieutenant of one of the biggest gangs in the city. He wanted to be able to spread not only his own knowledge but the things he learned from all the great leaders and members he once was surrounded by. Even though it was over he was happy that he could help his new family grow stronger.

Things were going to be different but he was now a proud member of The Dojin Kai and would do anything and everything he could to strengthen his family just as he did before. The Transition would be long and hard but it's something he was willing to put hard work and effort into as he believed the family deserved it.

Edited May 26, 2020 by mikebumbum

[Jaquan Smith]

I like the spikey hair guy on the left @mikebumbum

[skeletee]

LOLA MILLERS' STORY

LIFE IN LOS SANTOS
One day, Lola received a call from her cousin, Paris, about the possibility of moving to Los Santos. Paris had been beaming about the city constantly; the people, the nightlife, and the opportunities available. As sensational as Paris made the city out to be over the phone, Lola already knew that the city would share a dark history enveloped with crime - after all, criminal organisations are the hidden gears to any big city. Living a bleak life back home, she decided that it was a time for change. She arrived in Los Santos with just a suitcase of clothes and enough money to last her a week. Paris provided her with her first trusted contact, Ghost, who she would later get to know as James. Lola continued to work swiftly under the radar, managing a group of trusted women under ‘Code Name Lisa’, who were tasked with the identification and manipulation of influential men in the city. She kept the moves she made in the city quiet, only speaking to others when necessary. As she continued to settle in, the relationships she developed continued to flourish.

THE BEGINNING, AS A MINARAI (見習い)

Before the Dojin-Kai, Lola’s character was much different from how it is now. She carried life recklessly, saying and doing whatever she pleased regardless of the consequences that came with it. The founders, James and Jake Sakamoto shared reservations about whether she should at all be involved considering her history of mishaps and stubborn attitude. During a formal meeting with the brothers, Lola spoke with clarity and maturity, a side to her that they admitted to never have experienced before. She was clear about her intentions; she would try to change in favour of joining a new family. Despite her past mistakes, she was passed through as a Minarai under the faith of James, who had known her since her move into Los Santos. Every promotion that followed continued to surprise her.

PRESENTLY, AS A KYODAI (きょうだい)

After the war, her efforts and loyalty to protecting the family were recognised and Lola reached her current rank as a Kyodai. Her newfound role came with a series of responsibilities, including the mentoring and recruitment of Minarai. She held this role highly, specifically with kindness and openness. She realised the astronomical speed of which the Dojin-Kai was continuing to grow, so to her it was most important that every member feels that they have a place in the Dojin-Kai family, regardless of whether they were a trial. She constantly worked to give them the respect she’d give any other member as well as the respect she’d expect to be given back.

One of her responsibilities was to perform Sakazuki ceremonies for her assigned Minarai mentees. These ceremonies acted like a formal welcome into the family, marking the Minarai’s new commitment to their potential brothers and sisters. Lola had carried out several of these ceremonies, inviting her Minarai into the Dojo for the ritual to be carried out.

Outside the Dojo, she set and maintained an image in public, which was to carry herself with humility, discipline, and decorum. Nothing less was expected from her mentees. She, herself, knew that she still had a lot to learn, so approached every mistake made with forgiveness - both to herself and to other members of Dojin-Kai.

FAMILY (家族)

Alongside her brothers and sisters, she has experienced extreme multitudes of grief and anger. The torment that she faced during the war would be carried with her for the rest of her life but it would continue to be her motivation to work harder and smarter. Much of Lola's life now was owed to the Dojin-Kai.

HER SAKAZUKI RITUAL: THE DREAM, THE NIGHTMARE, & THE AWAKENING

From time to time, Lola would reminisce about her journey since her move to Los Santos and how much she changed. She would remind herself of her own Sakazuki ritual when she was a Minarai, which bought her into a place of trauma, then back out into the safety of her Dojin-Kai family. She’d feel more at peace everytime;

Edited August 29, 2020 by Lola Millers

[James Sakamoto]

Great story from both Mike and Lola  10/10

[Eloah]

Mike is a good person and one of the best leaders i had ic even ooc 
Keep it up i love what you doing