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OOC INFORMATION We are a group of friends who happen to be in the lower/middle class, who also happen to be pretty criminals and felons. With not so many opportunities present, the group focuses on making ends meet through illicit means and further funding a new hobby. We will be developing the roleplay and status to build up to the unofficial faction thread. Any questions or inquiries, feel free to reach out to Roddytheg on discord or @Roddytheg on the forums. (WE ARE NOT A FACTION, more so a bundle of friends/individuals)
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This Topic will follow in the life of Harvey "Harpoon" Wilson, an Ex-Marine gone rouge.
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Tulburate by the past, destroyed by the present, killed by the future. The man trying to find reason within people. Nothing shall remain hidden from the truth.
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"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” Richard Tagaloa Richard "Surfs" Tagaloa: The Mixed Mutt from Apia to the County's Underbelly Richard Maria Tagaloa, known on the streets as "Poko," was born on September 27, 2000 by his mother Sandra Mariana Tagaloa ( Hispanic ) and very.. distant father Preston Tagaloa ( Samoan ), in West Apia, the bustling capital of Samoa. A young man hardened by a lifetime surrounded by violence, without a father figure, he grew up on Molu Street, a place where crime and poverty went hand in hand. His childhood was shaped by the powerful pull of the WTN (West Tongan Nation) gang—a notorious crew of mixed Hispanic/Tongan works alike, feared and revered across the islands. For Richie, gang life was the only path he saw. School meant nothing to him, and the streets held both promise and peril. A Gangster in the Making Richard entered the world of crime with a hunger and determination that quickly caught the gang's attention. He became a trusted runner, handling drug deals and extortion for the WTN with a ruthlessness that was rare in someone so young ( 15 ). He was known for his collective demeanor and a strange, almost ill-minded loyalty to the gang. Carrying guns and threats, he left his mark on the streets, calm and collectively. His reputation grew, and so did his role in the gang— armed robberies, trafficking, and endless brawls that left both him and his opponents scarred. As he got older, Richard started to feel the weight of his choices. The brutality he once embraced began to feel hollow, and he began to question the endless cycles of violence and retribution. Prison stints came and went, each one eating away at his humanity. He had a young son he barely knew by the age of seventeen, a child growing up without a father because of his endless stretches, months at a time. The life that had once promised him respect and power was instead taking everything he held dear. A Glimpse of Change After a three years of prison time for assault & battery, Richard found himself suffocating under the weight of the life he had chosen. He started to make his way out of the gang in increments, first by securing a job at a local woodworking shop. The work was hard, the pay minimal, but for the first time, he felt like he was building something, even if it was just furniture. It was honest work—a small rebellion against the life he had known. But the streets don’t let go so easily. Leaving the gang wasn’t a clean cut. He had debts to pay, promises to keep, and enemies who wouldn’t let him go. Every day felt like a countdown, and he knew he had to leave Apia for good if he wanted a real chance. So, with one last goodbye to the gang and the island that had been both home and prison, he headed for Los Santos to sought out his cousin [Violet]. The Mongols MC: A Darker Descent In LS, Richard was introduced to Isaac Montanelli, the vice-president of the Mongols Motorcycle Club. Montanelli was captivated by Richard's wild-eyed fearlessness and saw potential in him as a man willing to go to any length to survive. The Mongols were a different kind of beast. They were older, more formed and some would even beg to say.. more ruthless, and far more connected than the gangs Richard knew in Samoa. They offered him what the WTN never could—a vast network of money, a home, some respect and an introduction to a more organized aspect of power. Now nicked-named "Surfs" he became absorbed in the MC mindset by the help and guidance of his new-found sponsor [Isaac Montanelli]. The club became his new family, a twisted echo of the brotherhood he once had with the WTN, but far deadlier. The work was relentless, dangerous, and took him even further from the boy he’d once been in Apia. Personal Information: Name: Richard Maria Tagaloa Gender: Male Nick Names: Richie, Surfs, Richard. Current Age: 24 Zodiac: Libra Current Address: █████████ Place of Birth: ████████ ████ Height: 6'1ft Weight: 210lb Blood Type: A+ Family: Malcolm "Buster" Tagaloa ( Brother ) Violet Mendez ( Cousin ) ( Samoan ) Preston Oku Tagaloa ( Father ) ( Hispanic ) Sandra Maria Tagaloa ( Mother )
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This thread will follow the character development and storyline of Tobin (Hart) Gumenyuk Tobin Hart Gumenyuk born and raised in Alderney to Russian-American parents on March 25th 1996, always had an interest for the oddest things since very little. His favorite toys were the kid lab eruption volcanoes and chemistry stations. His parents noticed his wit at that time and encouraged him by providing him with various chemistry toys and books. Tobin’s room soon transformed into a mini laboratory, complete with beakers, test tubes and a colorful array of chemicals. His fascination with the reactions and the magical transformations of elements fueled his desire to learn more. Tobin became known among his classmates and teachers as the kid who could explain complex chemical reactions with ease and as expected he did very well all throughout school. With each passing year, Tobin’s skills and understanding of chemistry grew exponentially. He earned a scholarship and enrolled in a prestigious science program at Imperial University, studying Medicinal Chemistry. As he grew older, Tobin’s hunger for knowledge expanded beyond the limitations of his small bedroom lab. His parents, recognizing his potential, decided to support him further by converting their garage into a more sophisticated workspace. Tobin’s lab now boasted advanced equipment, shelves lined with chemicals and a state-of-the-art ventilation system. However towards the end of the year, life took an unexpected turn for Tobin when his family faced financial difficulties and lost their bakery shop. Frustrated and desperate, Tobin found himself at a crossroads. It was during this vulnerable moment that he happened to drop out of the University and encountered the wrong crowd. A group of Russian-American individuals, aware of Tobin’s exceptional chemistry skills, approached him with an offer he found hard to refuse. They offered him a chance to use his knowledge to create street drugs. The promise of quick money and a solution to his family’s financial woes tempted Tobin, and against his better judgment, he accepted their proposition. Tobin set up a secret lab in an abandoned warehouse, on the outskirts of Sheepshead Bay (Russian-American area). The once pristine shelves filled with educational chemistry sets, were replaced with equipment used to produce illegal substances. At first Tobin struggled with guilt and conflict but as he became entangled in this dangerous world and started seeing the money rolling on his side and being able to save a good amount of it while still helping his family financially, he was just as driven by it. The very passion that had driven him to excel was now being misused for illicit purposes. As Tobin continued down this dark path, he soon realized the consequences of his choices. Law enforcement closed in on the illegal operation, but it was too late, Tobin was made aware of the situation early enough to set the warehouse on fire. And the once-promising young scientist almost found himself facing serious legal repercussions. Tobin has now fled Alderney, ending up in Sandy Shores, before leaving, he made sure to leave his family plenty of money while still bringing a lot with him. After all, he had no responsibilities besides helping his family, he still used his mom’s car and lived under their roof the whole time.
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Me and a friend ( @stolasur) are looking for serious roleplayers to build a heist crew within the palm trees of LS! To provide roleplay towards the LEO Factions and towards the community as well!
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Do you find yourself wandering around Los Santos struggling to make a roleplay connection? Looking for a unique roleplay experience that dives deep into the gritty underbelly of Los Santos? Join us in creating a vibrant homeless and drug addict community where the streets are our playground and every alleyway holds a story. There is a distinct lack of unkempt, broken, vulnerable, misbehaving drunk/drugged people in this server. Together we can build a community that people are nervous to walk past in the streets. We could fuel the drug trade to new heights, thus enhancing the crime-based roleplay for us, gangs, and the police. Here's what I can envisage for us: Immersive Roleplay: Dive into the shoes of a homeless person or a struggling addict, navigating the challenges of survival and the allure of the next fix. Have you only just fallen into hard times, or are you a veteran of the concrete jungles? Be violent, unpredictable, cunning, dirty, tired, and rough. Endless Possibilities: From makeshift camps under freeway overpasses to hidden drug dens in abandoned buildings to bothering high-end stores by sleeping outside, explore the nooks and crannies of Los Santos as your character seeks shelter, sustenance, and their next high. Protect one another and backstab one another. Community Events: Plan heists to score big, or gather around a makeshift bonfire for storytelling sessions and camaraderie. Establish your own drug ring, peddle substances on the streets, sell your body and soul, or struggle with the demons of addiction as you chase the ultimate high. Run-ins with the Law: Dodge the watchful eyes of law enforcement as you engage in illegal activities. These cops have it too easy, let's be the nuisance that bothers them every damn day. Join us in bringing the streets of Los Santos to life like never before! If you're interested, then add me on Discord. Username - _dscr- 8 replies
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Sympathy for The Devil Soso Dvalishvili was born in Georgia in 1990 to two struggling parent's who owned a farm in Rural Georgia, growing up in the remanence of the Soviet Union was tough for Soso, with Georgia in a state of despair economically and politically. He was a single child as it was a struggle to feed three people let alone more, he spent most of his time as a teenager working on his families failing farm or doing what he could to have little fun. At 18 year's old his father passed away from an unknown illness in his sleep, leaving him and his mother to run what little they had left. Having the little in life Soso would always make with what he had, during his early 20's he began getting involved with crime in Georgia, ending up arrested multiple time's for various reason's. During a failed robbery in Georgia he ended up shooting a man but got away due to the Police caught being corrupted in his case, in recent time's he migrated to America legally where he reside's in Los Santos, San Andreas. Still loosely associated to Georgian Organized Crime in Los Santos, he attempt's to survive in Los Santos with no knowledge of American Life. Paul Balashvili was born in Los Santos in the early 2000s. He grew up with a tough life, growing up around Davis and also with him struggling too make friends due to him being around black people and he was one of the few white European kids in the neighbourhood. Growing up Paul was a very educated person who did well with school but unfortunately It doesn't matter what race you are you can always end up following the wrong crowd and get caught up in some bullshit. Growing up in America is so different compared to his home country Georgia. He'd visit his home country every now and again due to his family moving back to their home country after raising Paul in America, even though they offered to give Paul a home in his home country Georgia he wanted to stay in Los Santos. He thought he wouldn't run into more people like him that's until recently he be-friended a serious Georgian man called Soso, Paul realized Soso meant business so together they both started a operation dealing drug's and stealing car's to earn some money from a hustle.
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This thread will follow the development of William Hines, a white trash in his late 20s, seeking answers after his troubling past.
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Hostage Situation on Innocence Boulevard Ends Peacefully BY: Jonathan Taner, Vali Lane Davis, SA - A tense hostage situation unfolded on the evening of Sunday, June 2, 2024, on Innocence Boulevard. A woman was held at gunpoint by an armed suspect, prompting a swift response from law enforcement. Police blocking the road on the west side of Innocence Boulevard The incident began when a 911 call was made by a witness who had just finished his shift at a nearby 24/7 convenience store. According to the witness, he encountered the suspect, described as an African American male, wearing a mask and carrying a paper bag. Suspicious of the man's behavior, the witness observed him before hearing the suspect shout at a woman, demanding she put her hands up. Realizing the gravity of the situation, the witness immediately contacted authorities. Police quickly arrived at the scene, establishing a perimeter around the general store on Innocence Boulevard. Officers blocked the road from both the east and west sides and created a barricade using their cruisers. A SWAT team, including snipers positioned on a nearby rooftop, was also deployed to manage the crisis. Police setting up a perimeter around the general store Negotiations between the suspect and law enforcement lasted approximately ten minutes. During this time, officers worked to de-escalate the situation. Ultimately, the suspect surrendered, releasing the hostage unharmed but understandably shaken. The quick actions of the witness and the efficient response by law enforcement ensured that the incident was resolved without physical harm to the victim. The woman, though emotionally distressed, was safe and received immediate care. Authorities are continuing their investigation into the incident. Police interviewing a witness on scene Comments are ENABLED for this article. Username: Comment: -
Jeremiah Ko Stringer My name is Jeremy. I work at LSI. I am a photographer based in Los Santos who captures images of events, issues, and stories. I convey information through the form of visual storytelling. I capture the truth, keeping my work as authentic as possible, giving the viewer a chance to reflect on the image at hand. Expect all content you will come across to be graphic. Viewer discretion is advised. All media in this medium are copyrighted to the Los Santos Insider and Jeremiah Ko. connect; [email protected] 35007534 directory WIP Comments are ENABLED Username: Comment:
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This follows the tale of Harjinder "Vadda Munda" Singh. Fat Boy of Little Punjabi.
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The Story of Polish immigrants who turned down a dark path of violent crime.
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((This thread will follow Hector Delafuente's life))
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This thread will focus on the development of Thomas Dale. First Lieutenant Thomas Dale, grew up in a poor family in San Fierro under difficult circumstances. Thomas father was an alcoholic who, from day to day, abused the family, causing trauma to the young Thomas. His mother got into the bad habits of using to cope with pain and the life he brought Thomas into. There have been many tries on Thomas part to try and escape, but most of the time he got busted or simply just hesitated because he couldn't bear to leave his mother behind with a raging alcoholic. Around the age of 15, Thomas got struck with some bad news that his father was found brutally murdered behind a bar on the outskirts of Fierro. Thomas quickly knew that something was wrong there since he knew all the locations where his father usually went for booze from the multiple times he attempted to escape, but he decided to keep quiet and tell nothing to the local authorities. After some time passed, two goons showed up at their front door, in suits and a creepy smile plastered on their faces, bringing in the news that they are in a big debt, and if they don't want to have their house lit up on fire, they pay the debt however they can. As the noose got tighter around Thomas and his mother, he had no choice but to involve himself in the life of pickpocketing and dealing with drugs to pay a portion of the money back. The goons were satisfied with Thomas skill, so they decided to give him the chance to make everything right. That's when he came up with the idea of joining the army at the age of 18. Once David was accepted, he quickly began dealing contraband and smuggling drugs to the state under the nose of the millitary, making his run last for two years and eventually getting caught red-handed and landing him in jail for ten years. While spending his time in the pen, Thomas somehow managed to help the goons friends on the inside and eventually managing to get them off their backs, and after serving his time, and rumor has it that Thomas escaped to Los Santos and is still sending checks monthly towards his mother.
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Next Year in Jerusalem The Story of Hersh Blumberg Treading the thin line between crime, orthodox Judaism, and legitimate business
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*The website's quite plain in display, everything center-aligned: 'anotherdayinparadise.net.'* (( https://forum.gta.world/en/topic/117988-paradise-project-webportal )) Hey there. Butch here. Just would like to give you a warning that there is disturbing content in this article, particularly footage of police Neutralizing a suspect. If that bothers you I'd recommend avoiding this article. Pursuits, high speed chases.. criminals evading the law. They're the lifeblood of a night out stringing, between shootings, brawls and general disputes it's the sound of sirens wailing out into the night that draws a stringer in. It's quiet? Well there goes a dozen sirens. Honestly? When it comes down to it I personally try and avoid pursuits, but I have a habit of catching the tail end of a pursuit... or well. The end of the line. Ha, see what I did there? Whether the suspect continue to run on foot, be tazed, or even go out in a blaze of glory, you'll eventually see it all. Not every pursuit is the side effect of violent crime of course, it's quite common for street racers and joy riders to evade police for their adrenalin hit. I'd wager at least 50% of pursuits I see aren't worth bothering with as they are regularly a joyrider who feels lucky taking a gamble and fleeing from police rather than risking a suspended license or an impounded vehicle. Joke's on them of course.. if police have your plate it'll get impounded anyway when they raid your house. Great way to catch a worse sentence that one, but who am I to judge? Some just can't take the heat and have the urge to put their pedal to the floor. But anyway, I'm probably boring the shit out of you so I'll talk about some pursuit terminations that I personally have witnessed (and documented) within the recent past. First off, it's the 21st of January 2024. Ash and I have just finished documenting the recent raids on multiple apartment blocks when we head back towards Legion Square, spotting a car pulled over by multiple police vehicles. The suspect sits inside.. their car disabled. So what is it that they chose to do you may ask? Well. Obviously they run from the police, Metro Police included.. a stupendously bad idea. But here's the footage. Unfortunately, I wasn't lucky enough to have caught the moment the suspect was arrested following the foot pursuit, but you can see why his decision was ridiculously stupid. Multiple armed officers, armoured vehicles. It's almost like they wanted to spend some amount of time in the pen. It was a rather eventful night on it's own, but a foot pursuit like this? The perfect way to finish the night. Skipping forward to much more recent happenings I'll start with the most recent pursuit. Why not the one the night before? Well, we'll find out when we get there dear readers. It's the 9th of February, about 1am. Close enough to the witching hour that one wouldn't be surprised to find out that the most hectic of arrests are made in the small hours. Here, our suspect has been pit maneuverered into a wall, crashing and ending his pursuit. I had arrived to the scene following the suspect being detained. I had overheard the Officers stating that they had to taze and beanbag the suspect multiple times. Geeze. if that were me I'd have given up the second my car hit the wall. Course our suspect here made claims that police provoked him into evading.. when in reality they pulled him over in the first place for driving an unregistered vehicle. Rather stupid if you asked me. Well. If you don't know what police do with unregistered vehicles used in crime I'll tell you. They get crushed. Hope he didn't pay much for his ride. I would feel bad for the perp, following all the tasers and beanbags.. as well as his car being crushed. But truthfully? I don't. He threatened me after all. Finally.. from now on I will warn you, the following footage may disturb, especially considering the subject matter. It's the 8th of February, close enough to 2am. I'm driving around when I notice sirens, I slowly follow a Sherriff's Department vehicle as it rolls up near Forum Drive. There's cars everywhere so I cross the road. Right as I up my camera I capture deputies surrounding a perp. His car's tangled up in a tree. Multiple firearms pointed at him. Right as I up and focus my camera the suspect charges at police. Police open fire and he's shot dead on the scene. I wonder what the fuck was running through his head? Why waste your life like that. I apologize readers the following footage is rather disturbing. But it's the truth. This is what goes on inside Los Santos. I'll avoid poking fun here like I normally would as a man's dead. He wasted his life with one incredibly stupid decision. I don't know how he ended up fleeing police and what crimes me may or may not have committed. But at the end of the day a human life has ended. That's it. That's the end of the line for him. This wasn't an easy article to write, admittedly it's not every day you catch a human life ending on camera in this line of work. I feel for the family of this gentleman who just lost someone they cared for. I feel for the Deputies who went home knowing they had to end the life of another human being. But everyone makes stupid decisions. While the local government and the movie industry love to promote sunny Los Santos, those who live here know the reality is much more grim. I'd like to thank you for reading this article. It's been brewing for a few days. But I didn't know how I was going to tackle such a heavy subject matter. - Butch. DONATE IF YOU CAN PLEASE, THIS SHIT AINT EASY. Every dollar helps put food on the table and thus helps me make more content. 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Life of a degenerate The Wayne Morris story
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