La Familia Michoacana

[Tharindu_Eranga]

keep going

[Taylor Garcia]

 

It was all business as usual for La Familia Michoacana and it didn't take long before Taylor Garcia had caught Mason Drayton, the Clown snitch, lacking.

Had it not been mid-fight, he would have been taken and tortured, but his name has already been tarnished and he will be considered a rat like those before him.

 

 

After helping The Clowns film their video, calling out Lost MC at Stab, it was important to return the message, catching The Irish lacking outside their own property.

The crimes Taylor was having to commit were becoming much worse and at one point was even close to facing over 17 years in jail with over 15 counts of murder of government officials.

Taylor had been spending a lot of time in DOC as a result of his actions, but he was still set on maintaining links and meeting new people he could do business with on the streets.

The Familia believe in giving new gangs in town a chance to grow, giving them the respect they deserve whilst also trying to give them a voice they may not have previously had. If you approach us in the right way then we will return the favour.

During this time, The Familia have still been working hard on the business, we are still a cartel, running shipments and making money has still been our main priority. This is not a gang, this is a Familia.

Talking to our smugglers, it was clear that another gang in the city had been trying to gain reputation with them. With the recent bloodshed on the streets, we hope the message has been heard because this is something we do not want to see again moving forward.

[OfficialRemy]

the goat !

[cheatonus]

The race was on...

A massive shipment of contraband had arrived in Los Santos for LFM. Everything had gone as planned in the shipment, delivery, and receipt of the goods. Suddenly there was a hitch in the plan. Per usual Los Santos's finest had to stick their collective nose in LFM business. 

Taylor Garcia pushed the Ribla to the limit to escape but it was no good.  The cops were too fast and they were attempting to pit them at every opportunity. The call came over the radio for help.

 

 

There was no hesitation, LFM sprung into action and called in some favors with friends for help. Luckily for the brothers in trouble the cavalry wasn't far away having been conducting business on Mt. Chiliad.  The obvious setup spot, with the pursuit speeding up the western freeway, was the Chumash toll plaza. Bobby Forsyth hopped in his truck and was the first one down the mountain. There was no time to lose, the blockade must be established and quickly. He sped southbound on the winding freeway towards the toll plaza bridge.

 

 

The cartel command and soldiers arrived at the toll plaza with little time to spare. They cleared out the government workers and started setting up the blockade. They wouldn't have time to rig the booth open. The incoming friendlies would have to abandon their vehicle and run to another vehicle, along with the goods, to escape. It would be on the support to occupy the cops while the escape was made. 

As the convoy pulled into the toll area guns were drawn and readied. Bobby Forsyth's red Contender blocked the southbound lane. The only way through was the northbound gate.  As Taylor maneuvered the Novak into the choke point the LFM troops opened fire forcing the PD to focus on them instead of the vehicle they were pursuing. Taylor and his two passengers sprang from the Ribla and hopped the gate to the friendly side. 

 

 

There were only seconds to spare and as Benjamin Trell, a passenger in the Novak and the man with the goods, made it to an escape vehicle. Bobby Forsyth went down to enemy fire. Two policemen were taken out before the escape was made. With the mission accomplished command made the decision to escape. There were Blaine County SD troopers inbound from the north which would leave them sandwiched between hostile forces. LFM and their allies quickly abandoned the firefight and fled to their vehicles.

 

 

As Bobby lay bleeding in pain he couldn't help but have a feeling of satisfaction. Some things are worth more than money. The survival of LFM is key and his life is forfeit to this cause. The weapons saved in that shipment would be insurance to this survival. Ultimately Bobby survived and found himself in the familiar surroundings of Bolingbrook Penitentiary. A small price to pay for his Familia.

 

 

Edited January 8, 2021 by cheatonus
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[Revelt]

NEW BEGINNING


Gangster Disciples marked the city with a lot of story and history, after coming back from his business outside the city Revelt surprised after hearing 'GD' disbanded due to cartel problem. The Cartel wants to stop the 'Bloody War' between The Irish, The Triads vs Gangster Disciples, Los Aztecas and LFM. Revelt was so mad about what happened but no one brave enough to fight against The Cartel because they're the main power of the city.


Revelt moving forward after what happened to his family, looking for a new opportunity, new life, and a chance to survive in the city, He joined La Familia Michoacana, become a 'Recruit' of Cartel, he realized that become a Cartel Member is not that easy, his life been threatened by a lot of problem and mission. Securing Import, delivering import, and making sure everything is under control. Money, power, and connection are priorities.



Revelt has a strong personality in him, he knew that he could handle everything alone but without family, it wouldn't be perfect.


"Para siempre familia para siempre y pase lo que pase"
Family forever for always and no matter what happens
 

Edited January 12, 2021 by Revelt

[Kon]

nice post revelt !

[UKSeanJ]

Nosotras Somos Familia (We Are Family)

James Salamanca AKA McPuffin, wanted the family to get together at their HQ. He wanted the members of the Familia to show that they are dedicated and faithful to one another. James wanted everyone to show that they could trust each other with their lives, so he decided to carve the letters "LFM" into each one of their chests. This would not only be a test of their commitment but also a test of strength.

James asked everyone at the HQ to line up against the wall, apart from High Command and Higher ups. 

Everyone was asked to remove their shirts. Nobody had any idea what was going on so looked at James in a funny way. However, it all started to make sense as he got to work.

James went to each individual in the line asking them if they are willing to show their commitment to the Familia. Each one of them said yes before having LFM marked into their chest. 

Diamh stood out to James as he took his hand and carved LFM into his own chest. James took this as a sign of courage and trust. This made James happy as Diamh was one of the members of the Familia who he had recruited. It made James feel as if he had good judgement of character.

 

[skeletee]

always enjoy reading your posts @UKSeanJ 

[tylxrrr]

This is fire!!!!! Epic post! @UKSeanJ

[damaal]

Hurt like hell but it was worth it for Mi Familia!

 

[Loco Turtle]

𝔄 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔓𝔞𝔶

Mr. Cheng. A simple man. The faithful husband to his wife and father to a new baby daughter. A small business owner, one who owned a particular laundromat; which resided in Little Seoul. A stranger. An independent. A nobody. To the outside that's all he was, a quiet man who read on Saturdays sitting on his balcony, and walked the dog on Sunday mornings.  Yet he serve to be the prime example of the past, and its ever lasting effects

From the start of the small legal gang known by some as the Four Seas Order, it had dealt some protection, and some harm to the community of Little Seoul. In the beginning they offered protection to the community in exchange for small profits and a place to hide from the authorities. A place for “Family” “Prosperity” and other larger claims. Some could be held true others could not. Speaking with Mr. Cheng you would see a kinder man, one whos community was his focus, a 领袖 for his family. Yet if you talked for longer, maybe over a cup of warm 春我  you would find a darker past scorned onto a kind soul. One of the stories of the Four Seas perhaps. One detailing his High Nobility within their ranks, and possibly more.

Mr. Cheng would become an interest of Jerrys, a man who had been a founding member of the group, strayed fourth and settled down, using their protection and a kind nature as a disguise. It intrigued him, what could he know? 

On the eve of December 29th Jerry sought through the snow which had blanketed beautiful Los Santos, to find the man. Flannel on over his thick winter jacket, boots tied, and mask dawned he set out looking past stores, pharmacies, massage parlors, and finally coming to a small laundromat titled in bright pink neon sign “尼斯谷歌翻译”. This was the place. Snow had covered the bottom end of the door, Jerry peered behind him seeing his tracks cut through the two feet of snow. He peered back at the Laundromat, wiped his goggles, and tried the door

Locked.        Jerry turned and peered upwards at the balcony that hung from above. He turned back and faced the door and withdrew a small hairpin, and a paper clip from his pocket and began the tedious task of unlocking the door. Try and try again he finally managed to unlock the door. He peered in and through the darkness he could see the washing machine after washing machine stacked next to each other. He pushed the door open just enough to slip through and into the darkness. He was in. He checked his watch, reading 1:34 am. Swore slightly to himself and walked slowly through the dark room, reaching the back wall with a door on it which read “仅员工” He pushed the swing door open and was faced with a staircase leading up into more darkness.

As quiet as a mouse Jerry withdrew his gun, a .50 handgun with a silencer attached. He slowly crept up the stairs, keeping the gun aimed at the upper railing waiting for a small head to appear before the barrel. He reached the top and saw a small hallway with a door to the right, and at the end two doors, on right, and one left. He pushed forward, putting each step down quieter then the previous to the end of the hallway finally reaching the end he saw a small blue dragon the left door just above the handle, and on the right, none. He tried the handle of the previous, it clicked open smoothly. Jerry peered in before sliding his weapon before him and aiming into the darkness. He squinted, and with the light of the moon coming through an uncovered window he saw a cradle, a child within. He turned and just before exiting the room he whispered almost silently “Que Dios salve a tu alma pequeña” and stepped back into the hall peering at the adjacent door. 

He crept forward and tried the handle. Click. The door was pushed further and through the little light, he saw a bed, and above a blue dragon painting, he turned his gaze back to the bed and as loudly as possible slammed the door behind him. A body on the right shot up and clicked the light on, and in turn Jerry aimed the .50 at the person. The light, seemingly blinding compared to that of the darkness he had become accustomed to, lit the face of a man and next to him a woman had sat up. Fear quickly struck the woman's face, and as fast as a cheetah to its prey Jerry was next to the man, barrel of his suppressed weapon aimed at the man he said quietly

“Mr. Cheng” “ Ah it is, how are you this evening?”

Silence.

“Wasn’t really expecting an answer but that's okay. I see you have a child, congratulations”

Silence.

“What you want with me does not concern my family” Cheng replied in a thick accent

“No that's right, however you’re family to some, some that are being exterminated as of right now.”

“I don't have a clue what you're talking about.”

Silence.

“Very well, I know who you are Li Cheng, what you were, and what you were a part of.”

“You know nothing” he replied sharply

“I know you were a Tiger, whatever color is simply amusement, see you held a very important role, and hold some information i’d like to know”

Silence.

“Fine, its more fun this way regardless”

Jerry turned and aimed the .50 at the woman's left left and slowly put his finger onto the trigger

“Five… Four… Three…”
“该死的黑鬼  fine fine what do you want to know?”

Jerry and Li  Cheng talked for nearly two hours, shipments, drop locations, set ups, hideouts, drug houses and nearly everything in between. Working through the night Jerry looked down at his watch 3:48am.

“Thank you for your corporation Li”

Jerry stood back up from the chair and looked at Li,

“Has ayudado hoy, pero no eres mucho más ayuda para mi”

Jerry turned and held the .50 to Li and slowly wrapped his finger around the trigger, squeezing down. A small pop rang through the air. Jerry turned and looked at the woman, he stared into her watery eyes, her face went pale. He reached down, plucked the casing from the ground, turned and walked to the lamp, switched the light, and walked out to the darkness in the hall. He moved down the hall and looked at the one unopened door in the hallway. He stared down at the handle and twisted. He flipped the light switch and walked inside. Laying in front was a small wooden pedestal with a glass box. Inside lay a long Dadao, carved with a twin dragon design

Jerry looked up and stared at the black dragon jacket hanging in front of him, snagging it, tossing it over his shoulder, he turned out the room flipping the switch and moved down the stairs. He reached the bottom, turned and passed through the dark Laundromat and walked out and left into the cold,  snow covered city. Job finished, he felt proud for the duty he had just fulfilled for his Familia, a crucial action that would result in the comping and further destruction of their former friends, one that would benefit the cartel greatly.

[Curtins]

post looks great @Jerry_McDavis!

[Loco Turtle]

22 minutes ago, Brutt said:

post looks great @Jerry_McDavis!

Thanks Man, Much Love! 

Edited January 17, 2021 by Jerry_McDavis

[Dutchy]

@Jerry_McDavis nice post broski

[Taylor Garcia]

One thing La Familia Michoacana do not appreciate is gangs in the city trying to impact our ability to make money through influencing turfs.

A message was sent out last time the disrespect was shown by The Four Season Order, taking Mega Mall, not only was it taken back the same day, a generous deal was offered to them moving forward, feel free to supply who you want but drop out of any sort of conflict with us.

FSO swiftly declined the offer that was presented to them, and since then Taylor Garcia and his Familia have been set on ensuring they keep their turfs and took Southern Little Seoul, located just next to Noodle House as an act of retaliation, holding it for over a week.

It's been made evident that this has been an attack on all fronts with La Nostra Famiglia going straight for our Core territory with City Scrap, when reaching out to their cop-calling leader, he ensured us that this is something that he would be going out of his way to do.

Now, not only have we not had any prior interactions with them, but we've heard about their antics of trying to hold down labs without any weapons on multiple occasions.

Jace's complete disregard for his gang would result in us setting up at City Scrap, ensuring there wasn't a single car being chopped at our turf, catching them lacking four times.

We never lost City Scrap, but their inability to understand their mistakes will be LNF's demise if they continue to try and attack our turfs, as it's currently going, it seems their leader will be setting up a new HQ at Central MD.

With The Irish also able to take turfs, it was obvious they were making it their objective to try and take Chiliad, but Taylor was just glad to see them in colours and out of hiding once again, it had been a while after all.

Lastly, TRCC's fault was attacking most gangs in the city at the same time, thus resulting in allies who would love to join the fight against them.

Taylor has been trying his best to ensure everyone have what they need and play their part, bringing in shipments for labs he has helped build around the city and hitting banks to maintain the money launderers.

With so much going on, it was hard for personal reflection, but Taylor had become an El Capitano, high command of the family he was as excited to once become a recruit for.

There have been alot of things that have turned Taylor much colder since he first started out in the city, but these have all made him think about the circumstances much more, those that know him know there isn't much he wouldn't do for his family.

With our allies, La Familia, will defend this attack on all fronts.

[ladypapercrown]

37 minutes ago, Taylor Garcia said:

One thing La Familia Michoacana do not appreciate is gangs in the city trying to impact our ability to make money through influencing turfs.

A message was sent out last time the disrespect was shown by The Four Season Order, taking Mega Mall, not only was it taken back the same day, a generous deal was offered to them moving forward, feel free to supply who you want but drop out of any sort of conflict with us.

FSO swiftly declined the offer that was presented to them, and since then Taylor Garcia and his Familia have been set on ensuring they keep their turfs and took Southern Little Seoul, located just next to Noodle House as an act of retaliation, holding it for over a week.

It's been made evident that this has been an attack on all fronts with La Nostra Famiglia going straight for our Core territory with City Scrap, when reaching out to their cop-calling leader, he ensured us that this is something that he would be going out of his way to do.

Now, not only have we not had any prior interactions with them, but we've heard about their antics of trying to hold down labs without any weapons on multiple occasions.

Jace's complete disregard for his gang would result in us setting up at City Scrap, ensuring there wasn't a single car being chopped at our turf, catching them lacking four times.

We never lost City Scrap, but their inability to understand their mistakes will be LNF's demise if they continue to try and attack our turfs, as it's currently going, it seems their leader will be setting up a new HQ at Central MD.

With The Irish also able to take turfs, it was obvious they were making it their objective to try and take Chiliad, but Taylor was just glad to see them in colours and out of hiding once again, it had been a while after all.

Lastly, TRCC's fault was attacking most gangs in the city at the same time, thus resulting in allies who would love to join the fight against them.

Taylor has been trying his best to ensure everyone have what they need and play their part, bringing in shipments for labs he has helped build around the city and hitting banks to maintain the money launderers.

With so much going on, it was hard for personal reflection, but Taylor had become an El Capitano, high command of the family he was as excited to once become a recruit for.

There have been alot of things that have turned Taylor much colder since he first started out in the city, but these have all made him think about the circumstances much more, those that know him know there isn't much he wouldn't do for his family.

With our allies, La Familia, will defend this attack on all fronts.

Love to see it, keep up the good work homies

[tylxrrr]

Amazing post! Keep it up!

[krooks365]

great last two posts! I especially like the creativity of the first one. 

[Yugo]

[CalvinKlein]

Just now, Yugo said:

amazing post

[Beep]

Great posts, and even greater family to RP with, love to see your work, keep growing.

[Tharindu_Eranga]

keep going..

[Taylor Garcia]

As the first non-founding member of La Familia Michoacana to hold the position of Under Boss, Taylor Garcia had to work harder than most to achieve the things he wanted.

Now, did Taylor think he'd come this far when he had first started out? Absolutely not. But it didn't stop him from putting everything he had into the things he loved.

Giving up when circumstances became difficult would have been very easy, he had been through his fair share of wars after all, but sticking with it, rebuilding and helping the Familia move forward was the plan.

He always tried to work above his ranks, and has always been helping his Hermanos with drops or working on relations with other gangs in the city, keeping La Familia's name at the very top.

With new turfs in the city for the Familia to look after, Taylor had reached out to his older brother Carlos Garcia, who was a mechanic in a small city in Mexico called Guanajuato.

After picking him up from the airport, Taylor showed Carlos around Los Santos and took him to the Butcher Chop near La Familia's HQ where they talked about how they could look to take control of the city. Carlos utilises his skills and helps La Familia take cars apart, he is a respected member of the family.

 

     

Whilst other organisations that will not be named are specifically telling smaller gangs not to work with La Familia, we do not worry about such implications when working with others, allowing them to move freely, focusing on relations.

It seems others in the city are still worried about La Familia, rather than focusing on their own business.

With La Familia still holding most of the turfs in the city, the PD attention on us was something we had never experienced before, with most of our members sat in cells, it was time to make a change.

It was getting to the point where the most basic criminal activities were becoming difficult and driving around in a red car was enough of a reason to get pulled out of a vehicle.

Whilst the colour red will always hold a special place in Taylor's heart, for a cartel, a colour is just a colour and doesn't mean a thing.

Those that have been with the Familia on our journey from the beginning will be well familiar with the masks and outfits now being utilised to evade police attention.

 

Edited February 2, 2021 by Taylor Garcia

[Tharindu_Eranga]

great post. Keep going 

[josh weathers]

Love the post Taylor always a good read