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Name: Darius "DJ" Jones Age: 37 Race: Afroamerican Height: 6.0 ft. Weight: 209.4 lbs. Eye color: Brown 1999 - Youngin' in the Ghetto Darius "DJ" Jones. The kind of guy that you wanna be friends with, but the same time an interesting figure. Unpredictable. Darius was'nt the smartest kid on the block. He lived with his mother in a small house at 1018 Grove St. His mother being the kind of woman which wouldn't necessarily win the "Mother of the year" award, for raising her kid. This brought Darius' attention to the streets of Davis. That's where he got his education. Being a highschool dropout, started doing small time crimes in the ghettos of Los Santos. House robberies, boosting cars, slanging dope on the corner of Grove St. Most of the shit you would see on a steriotype TV show about gangbangers. His biggest accomplishment being his work in the car industry. Starting in his teenage years, boosting, remoddeling cars in his momma's garage, with his friends. Selling them for profit. Something you would'nt expect a couple of teenagers to be able to do. But there was nothing that could make their jaws drop, like a good old Lowrider. All of them, would often lay on the roof of DJ's momma's house, stargazing, talking about how they wanted to open a garage for people to come and customize their rides. 2004 - What's Good in the Hood DJ and his friends began getting more involved in the drugs and guns that were flowing through Grove St. They started hanging with the real gangbangers, helping them out with dirty shit, such as masked robberies, collecting dirty money, breaking into houses. Kidnapping and torturing of rivel gang members, which sometimes ended up dying due to injuries. DJ never got arrested for any of the hard stuff, since he was usually just there, as a lookout. Being able to dip, the second One-Time rolled up on them. He got in jail tho. Every once in a while, he would get caught. Doing anything from home invasions to robbing a 24/7. The sentences weren't that long. They were bearable for a guy like DJ. One thing he never got caught for, tho. Was boosting cars. Him and his friend could break anything open within seconds and be outta dodge, before anyone would notice anything. - If, however they knew vehicles were rigged with advanced indoor alarm systems and shit like that, they would bring an old tow truck. Simply towing the car home, before breaking it open. That would lead to an alarm going off, in the middle of the night. But that was a common thing to hear, in the night at Grove St. 2010 - Jamal Reeze DJ was celebrating his best friend Jamal's 30th birthday. This was usually done with a BBQ with all their friends and family. People brought food and came over to DJ's mommas backyard. The sun was shining, children playing. Everything seemed to be in the finest order. But later that night, something happened which changed DJ's life and many others, for that matter. The BBQ was about done and people went home. Jamal and DJ went for a walk to the local 24/7. What would appear to be the usual stroll down Grove St. quickly changed, when a black van passed them slowly. DJ and Jamal only just noticed the van, before the sidedoor slided open, Two masked rival gang members with full automatic, Tec-9s starting empting magazines towards them. - DJ throwing himself over a stonefence, at the house next to them, Jamal trying to take over behind one of those large, green trashcans. While, the DJ was laying behind the Stonefence, yelling on Jamal, it was already too late. The trashcan was penetrated in seconds and Jamal dropped dead behind it. Blood running from the pavement, to the road and down the drain. - As the van took off, DJ rushed towards Jamal, holding him in his arms, yelling at him to wake up. Nothing could be done. He was gone. This changed DJ in a way that made him reconsider his life. He layed low for quite a while. Not really talking to anyone, just stickin' to himself. But also planning.. He wanted the gangbangers responsible SO bad and he would stop at nothing to get them. 2013 - Richmond "Richie" Carter A few months past, DJ's mother past away. Not many came to the funeral. But the small family he had, showed up. His sister and his nephew Richie. Richie was a lot like DJ. So his sister told Richie to come stay with DJ until he felt better. - DJ and Richie started the get a good hang of their relationship, but as time went past, DJ dragged Richie into all sorts of bad ideas. Since DJ had such a warm heart for lowriders' and just cars. He started teaching Richie how to boost cars, without hesitation. Of course DJ was ol'school. So he usually brought his bat or a hammer. But Richie quickly became the teacher, as he started using Lockpicks. DJ's wasn't even gonna bother. He just stayed back and drove Richie round' town. So that he could send the kid into a driveway and pick up the ladies they found' on their path. This business eventually became very profitable due to Richie's quick fingers and touch lighter than a feather. Richie was always the most slick nigga' around the hood. He loves clothes. Sneeks, everything he could get his hands on. Usually spendin' all his money on stuff like that, if he didn't steal' it and run. Richie was a lot smarter than he seemed to be. And the niggas in the hood quickly noticed that, as he started hangin' around a lot. 2018 - Now and Then Not much has changed in the behavior of DJ. He lost his mom, eventually taking over her house. He lost a couple of his close friends. But he's an educated man. Educated by the streets. Now DJ is the one running the show down at Grove St. He owns a warehouse in the eastern part of town, working on opening a garage for people to come and get their cars customized. He's still balls deep in the activities he was before. Just a heck of a lot smarter. - Jail is not something which happens a lot around his circle of friends now. It does happen. But rarely. He's currently spending all his time and hard earned money, on his garage.

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You have 6 managers not just one: Nervous is overall founder/manager. Hemmax is manager of the staff team with Assistance of Kota> and staff is in charge of community in general/forums...etc CodenameTim is in charge of the in-game development Myself is in charge of the web/ucp development. Ethanol The management team combined discusses all major decisions regarding the server.

Holding peoples hands is not going to fix the playerbase. Helping people is always the best option, but from what I've seen so far admins/testers on this server are always open to answering questions to new players that need help.