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Stab City has never been a very safe place. The trailer park is home to all sorts of unsavoury types, ourselves included. But our home hasn't felt like a home in quite a while now. It all started a few months back when a small group by the name of Clowns started coming around Sandy Shores and shaking down members of the club. The club was only a few members strong at the time and we had no idea who our assailants were. But the Club wasn't the only victims of these random attacks. A small military outfit, named the Goblins, had begun getting hit by this Clown Crew as well. The Lost MC and the Goblins had fought a smaller foe around Sandy Shores before this and so it was only natural that we would help push this enemy out of Blaine County as well. But our enemy was much more competent. The Clown attacks were well thought out and and executed with expert precision.

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Late one night the Club was in Paleto Bay's tattoo parlour putting the finishing touches on some fresh ink for a few of the fellas that just had made their patch. We were all out front, whiskey bottles in hand, toasting our new patches when a call came over the radio. Javier Stokes came through the line sounding frantic. "Goblins are being attacked! They're in Paleto, come quick!" The boys threw the whiskey bottles against the cinderblock wall before jumping on their hogs and riding a short distance south. Gun shots could be heard ringing out from all directions so we decided to pull up onto the train tracks that the Club so fondly refers to as "The Lost Highway".  When we pulled up we found Marco Sierra taking cover behind an old wall of what used to be the north wing of the lumber mill. Rounds were being rained down on his cover and he yelled over to us through the loud noise of the carnage. "Lost MC?! It's the Clowns! They're in the hills!" With that the bikes sped off to spread out amidst the sprawling forest. Virgil Beretta took cover beside Marco Sierra as the two shot at the masked figures running amidst the trees in the hill. Virgil tapped Marco on his shoulder and signalled that he was going to push into the hills. Marco nodded and began his push toward the lumber mill. Halfway to the tree line I was tagged in the back of the shoulder forcing me to take cover back against the old dilapidated wall of what used to be the Mill. Dan "Bird" Falcon warned over the radio that there was a shooter on the roof of the mill. Virgil peeked out from around my cover making out the shadow standing on the roof of the Old Mill as several rounds chewed into the brick and wood that made up my cover. I tucked my head down as a wash of splintered wood and brick dust wash over top of me before trying to catch sight of the marksman. Several shots rang out from a trail below before the figure could be seen falling from the rooftop. Bo Vespucci's voiced came crackling over the radio "Shooter on the roof is downed". 

Eventually the forest grew silent and still. Cade "Mr. Black" Winslow had found Marco Sierra wounded from a gunshot wound and had rushed him off to the hospital in Paleto. Sirens sounded in the distance but were beginning to draw nearer. That was the signal to bug out. Goblins and Lost nodded toward one another in appreciation as they all scrambled to their vehicles to get the hell outta Dodge.

Later that night the two groups decided it was best to meet up and discuss the new found sense of trust we had recently found within each other. The discussion lasted well into the early morning. We weren't allies but we had experienced enmity with the same organisations in the past and it was beginning to look like we'd be dealing with our mutual problems together in the future...

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-----To Be Continued-----

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Nearly as long as he could remember, Will had been on the run. It all started when he and his twin sister got abandoned by their parents while they were still newborns, left alone in a rotten house in the northwest and found by the mistress of a foster home. During the years he were with those that should have been "family", he never felt at home. After 15 years, no longer a boy but not yet a man, Will made the choice and ran away, leaving it all behind. Sadly, that also meant his sister.. For 15 years, Will roamed the world, never settling, never finding a place to rest. He learned to survive on his own, working with whatever he could to make it through the day. He had made his way thorugh Europe and further east, running all kinds of jobs for different people. He got used to being a transporter, not caring what he was bringing, as long as he got paid. He got used to being on the road, alone and travelling, going whereever the order went and then finding his way from there. Some years later, now in the middle of his twenties, Will had somehow made his way as far east he could from America - Japan! He had made a living as a great transporter and his reputation had followed him, and he quickly started running merch for different organizations, running cars and weapons across the country, even as far as mainland China. After a handful of years, tiring of the non-stop running, still not feeling at home, he decided to return to his roots and the US to see if he could find a place of his own.

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Coming back to the states was something different than what he was used to. He didn't have any connections here, no real possessions. He was able to have his old contacts import a few of his things, amongst them his tuned Sultan Classic he had used on his runs, and a Nightblade he had built himself with spare parts from orders. After 15 years away, with no sense of belonging, he went to the one place he knew could be a new start - Los Santos, the city of opportunities. Going around the city, trying to find his place, it was hard to fit in. With the last 15 years of working for nothing but his own survival, it was hard to make new friends. But friends come when you least expect them. At least family does.. One day, during a trip to the beach and fishing to relax, humming an old tune from his childhood, someone, somehow, recognised it and hummed along. Both intrigued and seeming familiar to the other, the introduced themselves and Will was surprised beyond belief to learn that this was his twin sister, Cleo! They spent the next few weeks together, getting to know each other again after 15 years apart and going around town and making trouble like they used to.

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After a few months of soul-searching and driving around, he came upon a small trailer-park by a lake, similar to one he had lived in for a time in Eastern Europe. Needing a break he parked his bike, took out his fishing rod and went down to the shore for a time. After a while, he heard a few engines rumble and he saw a couple guys coming towards him, dressed in jeans and leather jackets. They noticed his bike nearby and started talking, turning out to be members of the Lost MC, residing in the trailer park. They talked for a while, and when offered, Will took the opportunity to hang around the club and make some new friends. The man, Hamish, took Will under his wing and showed him the ropes of the club, having him help out with shipments and merch as Will knew best. After a few days, Hamish decided to sponsor Will through the club and was allowed to bring him on as a prospect. Riding withe the club, helping out with the business gave Will a new purpose other than helping himself out, and he enjoyed it. Hopefully this new place will be able to be a home for the future.

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Lorenzo Nebula, a 19 year young man who moved into Los Santos in 2017
Started working as a bus driver but Lorenzo already knew from the start that 8 hour bus drive shifts every day wasn't gonna make him rich
and he wasn't be to take care of his family. So he tried to find another way to make money.DCYp5GC.png
Lorenzo ran into a gang higher up of The order in late 2017, He started making money with them and it was going much better then those bus shifts.
After a while The order disapeared from the city and Lorenzo moved on. 2018, a new year with new faces and Lorenzo got into a chat with a Clown member after a while Lorenzo got recruited
into a new gang called the Clowns. The clowns were a big profit for him since drug labs were being rules by Clown convoys and they had a big name in the city back then.
Lorenzo started to know alot of people since the gang was a part of the City Council he started meeting alot of new people from different gangs as: The Irish, Syndicates, Mercia, Shadow Cartel, Los Zetas etc...
in the late 2018 Early 2019 Lorenzo got deported from the city. He Left town for a year and a couple months. After Enjoying his vacation he decided to stop chilling and get back into buisness in Los santos.1quLJHN.png
When Lorenzo returned he recognized noone. It was like starting all over again with alot of new faces and a small percentage of old faces. The first one he talked to again was Jay Gamble. From there lorenzo talked to
a Kudo-kai leader called James. He was leading a gang with his brother down in Paleto. I started talking to more of the members and got asked questions. So from talking comes next, Getting into Dojin-Kai.
There was needed alot of discipline to get in. after a month of rolling with the Dojin-Kai. Lorenzo was wanted by the police and got arrested and put into jail for a couple years. They gave him a massive fine which brought him into a Debt.228gnxF.png
after Lorenzo came out of jail it was almost impossible to live with this debt. He had a hard time getting back into buisness and making money. One day he was minding his buisness going to repair his bike where he met Adam Stokes.
An ex President of the Lost MC he recommended me to try and get into Lost MC after trying to sell me a bike. Adam gave him the number of the new President and Vice-President named Lucifer and Bishop.
After some time doing legal jobs like just fishing to survive i messaged them about joing the Lost MC. I got a response pretty quick and got told about getting a bike. So he saved money for a bike.
After Lorenzo was able to buy the bike he had a meeting in stab with The President and the Vice-President and some other members of the club. Lorenzo understood all the rules that are aquired to be a part of the club.
The only issue was that Lorenzo's previous gang relationship with the Lost MC wasnt that good since they had a war so he had to gain trust from the Members, President and Vice-President. Lorenzo got accepted into Lost MC as Hang-Around.
He hasn't got this feeling of being in a new family in a while so he tried everything to proof himself worthly. After rideouts with the boys and some cartel drops for the clients they got Lorenzo finally earned his Prospect badge and will never forget that moment.
Now he is chilling in stab with the boys having rideouts, little fightclub nights and Party's which he is enjoying alot. He is currently trying his best to become a full member of the Lost MC.

 

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