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This thread will be following the life of Ukrainian immigrant and leader of The Odessa Gruppa, Ilya Kalashov.

"He said to them: I am the bread of life; he who comes to me will never be hungry; and whoever believes in me will never thirst." Edgar Padilla Edgar Padilla also known as "Acid" was born October 22, 1983 in West Las Vegas, Nevada, ex-gang member that was well known for being involved in a various criminal partnerships and activities, such as kidnapping, armed robbery, human trafficking and furthermore instilled criminal actions. Biography: Edgar "Acid" Padilla was once one of the more notorious members of the HPS13 gang in Las Vegas, known for his violent temper and quick trigger finger. Born and raised in the tough streets of West Las Vegas, Naked Street. Edgar grew up surrounded by poverty, crime, and violence. He dropped out of school at an early age and joined the gang to find a sense of belonging and protection. For years, Edgar was a feared and respected enforcer for the gang formed, responsible for carrying out hits, extorting businesses, and trafficking drugs. He was known for his fierce loyalty to the gang, his brutal tactics, and his willingness to do whatever it took to protect his money. However, as Edgar got older, he began to see the toll that the gang lifestyle was taking on his community and his own life. He started to question the senseless violence and the constant cycle of retaliation that only seemed to perpetuate the gang culture. He realized that he wanted a better life for his children, who he rarely saw due to his frequent incarcerations. After spending several years in prison for drug trafficking and assault, Edgar decided to turn his life around. He started slowly working his way out of the street as civil conflicts were at an all time high. He began working at a local metal fabrication and repairs shop at just around the corner from Naked St. Various years later time was spent in prison for drug trafficking, assault, and further issues arising. Edgar decided it was in his and his families best interest to turn tides and work his way along different means of income, professionally. After years of civil conflicts rising in his own gangs ranks there was only one way to go, and that was out. After finalizing a few last promises out in Nevada he turned haste towards Los Santos to meet with his cousin that eventually got him a job working for a garage out north. Months passed and he started to get a cleaner reputation around his end of the street, dipping his hands into business and more lucrative and organized terms of income. Personal Information: Name: Edgar Padilla Gender: Male Nick Names: Acid, Eddie, Ed Current Age: 39 Zodiac: Libra Current Address: █████████ Place of Birth: ████████ ████ Height: 6'0ft Weight: 210lb Blood Type: A+ Family: Henry "Slick" Cano ( Cousin ) Maria Fuentes ( Cousin ) Vanessa Montenegro ( Cousin )

(A video is shared around and begins to circulate through social media accounts showcasing LeShawn Jackson, father of five and beloved hometown chef, being murdered by a Los Santos police officer in his own work place, South Central's very own Ring of Fire located on the corner of Strawberry Ave and Innocence Blvd.) https://streamable.com/9d8yf7 (( The video is from the business's CCTV perspective. It would have captured the shooting in great detail. ))

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“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red." This thread will follow the character development of Idania Ceres, a young victim of a harsh Salvadoran reality. Meanwhile, a "short" yet thorough character description. General overview of her attributes and statistics: Full Name: Idania Ceres Age: 16 Date of Birth: April, 16th, 2004 Zodiac: Aries. Gender:Female. Sexual Orientation: Straight. Nationality: Salvadoran. Tattoos: None, yet. Hometown: Barrio El Carvario, Nejapa, El Salvador. Height: 5’ 7” Weight: 127 pounds Character’s body build: Skinny with no visible muscle defitinition whatsoever. Eye Color: brown. Hair Color: Black. Type of hair: long, wavy. Complexion and skin tone: Olive. Current Residence: Los Santos, San Andreas, USA. Occupation: Student. Personality Attributes and Attitudes: Educational Background: High school, 11th grade. Intelligence Level: Below average. Languages: Fluent in English and Castillan with Salvadoran influences. Any Mental Illnesses?: Antisocial Personality Disorder. How does the character show affection/love?: She doesn't. More often than not, Idania sees relationships as means to reach an end. How does the character handle grief? Can the character cry?: Grief is a foreign concept for her warped mentality, she doesn't cry from interpersonal activities. How does the character handle pain?: Poorly, her pain threshold is very low. Is the character typically a leader or a follower?: Follower. Nervous Tics: nail-biting, self-cannibalism. Backstory: TBA

Edwin 'Havoc' Loera https://face.gta.world/yungmoneymaker Edwin Loera, an 18 years old teenager from Rancho. Loera was born and raised in Rancho, he grew up living among a generation of gangsters and creating his personality around them. The struggle for Edwin only just began when he lost his father and was only left with his mother to live in misery. He's the only child in the family and that makes it extra hard for him to keep up. His mother tried her best to keep Edwin away from this life, she was scared that her son will give in and what seems to be a fun play outside with friends could turn into something bigger but she knew she can't have her eyes on him all the time, since he was hiding from her as well. Edwin has always had that attitude of a troublemake, even in school he'd usually get suspended, his grades would be low, he admired graffitis and due to that he used to do small ones on the walls at school, he'd fight other kids usually and bully. School really didn't made much difference for Loera, since he believed he doesn't need it. From an early age he's had a passion for drawing, he'd sketch things up, make graffiti, even tattoos. However, as of recent, since he started hanging out with locals from Rancho, Edwin's mindset has been heavily influenced not only by locals and gang members but also from the old school Chicano raps he's been listening to. He became more focused on money and it has become his priority. As he sought an option to get out of this misery, help his mother out so she doesn't have to worry about bills anymore and in generally buy himself the designer clothes and cool vehicles he's seen on music videos, he decided to get deeper into the streets. Edwin began with small amounts of weed that he in fact struggled to get rid of in his first days but with the help of Kelly 'Huero' Miller, a local of Rancho back then who helped Edwin out, he made his first sale. What he earned wasn't much but it was something. He took tips from Huero, since both of them were on the same wave - paper chasing. Loera quickly created an account in FaceBrowser, where he used a fake identity to freely offer his products to the community on the website. Not long after, he made his second sale, his dedication was growing bigger. Jacob 'Osito' Dominguez, a member of the SSVR13 gang noticed Loera's dedication and quickly offered him to become a part of the newly formed clique "Project Diablos". Edwin didn't give it a second thought, he knew if he makes it in, he will be making money in no time, so he accepted the offer. Osito's words towards Edwin motivated him even more, he felt proud of his own dedication after receiving more work from Osito. Unfortunately enough, when Loera looked out for Osito again the next day, he found out the guy who only just gave a him a headstart was dead. Osito was shot and killed by rival gang members the same night. The fact this was real didn't really make Edwin back off, he definitely felt like he's lost a family member but that only motivated him to prove himself, in the name of Osito. From this day on, Project Diablos was never the same. The members of the clique were all over the place, not having the any guidance. Soon after, Project Diablos died out, it really died with Osito. It was hard for its members to move on, but eventually they all did. For a few days, Edwin was struggling once again financially, he had no work to do and that didn't look quite well, considering he was unknown around the hood and nobody really noticed him, since he became somewhat a loner. In reality, he didn't really want to part himself from the rest, it was just the pressure that he has literally nothing and his life is just going to shit at this point, with his mother constantly shouting at him additionally. However, those dark days didn't last long. Fortunately enough, Hector 'Demon' DeCastro, another member of the gang offered Edwin to get down with the newly formed clique "Never Gave a Fuck" or shortly "NGF" and Edwin was quick to take the opportunity. He soon after started his hustle again and this time was cashing out with bigger amounts. The tips and tricks picked from Kelly 'Huero' Miller and some created by himself really worked out well. Edwin made his first tattoos on his 18th birthday, he in fact changed his style, driven by the money. Loera never really wasted his time with unnecessary things around, his only intentions were to keep a low profile, which he was doing perfectly fine, earn money and guide new faces around the hood, other teenagers who are also struggling like him. He even managed to pull Mireia Chavarria - a girl who's got bullied by the female's clique, into NGF, he'd teach us everything he knew about the hustle and how the things around the hood go. Fast forward into this, Edwin's effort to become known around the hood and earn some respect on the streets has paid off. He got initiated into the gang, going through 13 seconds of hell. That was the day in which Edwin 'Havoc' Loera signed up for a life sentence or death, in the name of the gang - South Side Varrio Rancho 13 and his clique - Never Gave a Fuck.

Derek was born in Liberty City at Schottler Medical Center. Derek is an only child and grew up in Broker, Liberty City. His mother worked a job throughout the day and didn’t spend much time parenting Derek. His Father was coming home from work and got into a car wreck and lost his life upon impact. He grew up without a father and spent most of his time in Liberty City alone. Because his mother wasn’t home there was a babysitter over often. One of the babysitters he became friends with was Juanita Sanchez, her mother met Derek’s mother from work. Juanita would take care of Derek when he was younger by feeding him and cleaning up after him, she practically raised him. On the days his mom was home she was physically and verbally abusive to him, she would drink and take her anger out on him. He would go to school with bruises and marks all over his body. Every so often the teachers would take notice and just brush it off. Derek would go around school starting fights with students and causing issues to get attention from others. He would constantly get suspended, so he missed a lot of important things and struggles with the issues daily. He has issues reading, he can write but would rather put it on walls, he isn’t good with math, so he sneaks a calculator. And is horrible when it comes to managing money. One day him and his mother got into an argument over as suspension, and his mom ended up beating him. He had various marks around his face and went to school the next day and the teacher found out. They ended up calling CPS and Derek was taken away from his mother, he spent the next couple years of his life throughout court for custody battles. Eventually his Grandma got custody of him and took him out of Liberty City. She moved him to Los Santos into Rancho and enrolled him into Davis High School. This thread will follow the day by day actions of Espinoza along with character development of Derek.

DISCLAIMER: This character thread is meant to follow the life of a female gang member on the southside of Los Santos. * Screens may include the implication of sexual activity and explore sensitive topics. *

This thread is dedicated to the background and life of Danielle "Angel" Mancuso. This thread contains mature subject matter. July 15th, 1999, 02:34 A.M. | Sandy Shores, San Andreas Infomercials flickered across the box television, the only source of light in the run-down mobile home's living room. In the background, a single air conditioning unit worked tirelessly to cool the trailer, its incessant hum softening the sounds of a dog barking outside of the mobile home's walls. Roy Mancuso sat low in his stained armchair, smoking a cheap cigar and cradling a can of Budweiser on his knee, as he watched the cable television impassively. His white wife-beater was discolored underneath his arms from sweat, and his rotund stomach hung down low over his beltline. Roy ashed his cigar on the floor and sat upright in his chair. He used the remote to turn up the volume on the television set. His vision then traveled across the living room to his daughter and wife. Roy pulled himself to his feet with a grunt, and turned to discard the empty beer among the graveyard of beer bottles and cigarette butts on the end table by his chair. He ran a hand through his greasy, black hair, and stumbled across the room to the six-year-old girl sat on the floor. "Come on, princess. Come with daddy," Roy Mancuso coaxed gently and quietly at the adolescent girl sat at the coffee table with a hand outstretched in invitation. His plump, unshaven cheeks flushed red with intoxication. She set down the broken blue crayon she used to color a torn page from her coloring book and looked up at the repulsive man as he towered above her. Beads of perspiration formed on his forehead and dripped down the sides of his face. "Come on, honey," her father continued to cajole with a drunken smile as he took hold of her wrist. The hair raised on the back of Danielle's neck at her father's touch. Her eyes looked to her mother, passed out on the floral-printed sofa of the trailer's living room, for safety. Danielle rose quietly from the floor of the trailer, and her lifeless eyes lifted from her coloring book to meet Roy's. Roy's grasp tightened around her wrist, and he brought a finger on his spare hand over his parted lips. "Shhh, now, Angel. Don't wanna wake your ma. Come on now, honey. Come with daddy," Roy whispered to the girl as he tugged at her arm. Danielle looked back at her mother as her father led her away, two Dutch-braided, blonde pigtails tossing behind her shoulders. Her mother turned over on the sofa, and a used syringe dropped to the floor from underneath her body. Silent tears streamed down Danielle's unwashed face. Danielle Mancuso would continue to endure nightly abuse by her father for the next seven years, unbeknownst to her alcoholic and drug addict of a mother, Eileen. Roy Mancuso was convicted in 2006 of child abuse when attention was brought to the authorities by one of Danielle's teachers after Danielle was found to be self-mutilating in the school bathroom. Eileen would then move Danielle and her sister, Erin, to the projects of Davis in Los Santos, following their father's incarceration. Danielle was first introduced to drugs by her peers while she attended the inner-city high school, and she quickly became a regular abuser of marijuana and prescription painkillers. Danielle dropped out of high school at the age of sixteen. She worked a menial job as a gas station attendant in Davis to support her drug habits and help her mother with the bills. The day she turned eighteen, Danielle auditioned for the manager of the Vanilla Unicorn and was given a job as an exotic dancer. She received on-the-job training from her colleagues at the gentlemen's club, and was favored by the patrons for her long legs and bright blonde hair. She carried over her father's nickname for her, "Angel," as her stage alias. Another dancer at the strip club, Alana Briggs, an African-American girl with calculating, brown eyes, would be the one to introduce Danielle to drugs such as heroin and cocaine, the pair using the latter of the two to ready themselves for a night of performances, and the former to fade to black in the backroom after they counted through their tip money. Alana would go on to become Danielle's partner-in-crime. The two graduated from private dances in the backroom to propositioning sexual favors to patrons of the strip club for whatever the John had to offer: money, drugs, connections, jewelry or notoriety. Alana Briggs was murdered by the hand of an abusive boyfriend in 2013 at the age of twenty-three. Erin, Danielle's younger sister by two years, moved out of the apartment they shared with their mother at the age of seventeen, and she took up residence with Roy Mancuso's elderly and dying mother in the city of Grapeseed in the county of San Andreas to escape Danielle and their schizophrenic of a mother figure. Eileen Mancuso was convicted on drug trafficking charges in the fall of 2011. February 21st, 2011, 03:21 A.M. | Strawberry, Los Santos "You stupid, stupid bitch!" screamed Robert Liotta between kicks to an eight-week-pregnant Danielle's stomach. Danielle laid crumpled in a heap at Robert's feet in the parking lot of the Vanilla Unicorn strip club, still dressed in her lingerie from her shift. Bystanders took leisure drags off of their cigarettes land watched the assault take place. They then turned their backs and resumed idle conversation inside of their group. Bass from the music playing inside of the strip club thumped continuously and mingled with the sounds of car alarms and police sirens in the distance. "Bobby! Bobby, please, you don't understand?! We could have a family, me an' you!" Danielle plead as she picked up her torso from the pavement and wiped blood from her lip. "A family? A family?! Look at you, Danielle! You think you're really fit for a mother? And, what's this?" Robert asked, the tone of his voice sharp with ridicule as he bent down to Danielle and took a firm grasp of her arm. He wrenched her arm over, his knuckles white, and eyed the fresh injection marks on the inside of her antecubital fossa with a scowl. "You been using again! For the love of Christ, Danielle! Me and you's going down to the clinic first thing in the morning, and we're getting that little son of a bitch inside of you taken care of! I'm not letting the mother of my child be some junkie dancer! I thought you said you were on birth control!" Danielle snatched her arm away from Robert and used her hands to wipe the hot tears from her cheeks. The thick layers of mascara on Danielle's heavily painted eyes smeared and cast dark shadows on her sunken face. "I'm not gettin' an abortion, Bobby! I'm gonna have this kid, with or without you!" barked Danielle as she wiped blood from her mouth on the back of her hand and began to collect herself to her feet. "Like hell you are!" Robert sneered down at Danielle as he loomed above her. He took a final drag off of his cigarette and cast it to the pavement. He then rolled up the sleeves of his baby blue dress shirt and sent repeated and violent kicks to Danielle's abdomen with his penny loafers, casting her back onto the pavement of the parking lot. She lay sobbing, cradling her stomach in her arms, by the front wheel arch of his car as he brought his assault to an end and stood upright to comb his fingers through his tediously groomed coiffure. Robert cast an apprehensive glance at the bystanders, whose attention had then returned, before filling his mouth with saliva and spitting it on the pavement beside Danielle. Robert crossed in front of the 2008 Dodge Avenger to the driver's seat and collapsed into the interior before sparking up another Newport. The car raced out of the parking lot with a screech, Danielle left in a lifeless mound on the ground. A steady trickle of bright red blood seeped from underneath the French chantilly lace of her skirt and down her thigh. The loss of her child and relationship with Robert Liotta drove Danielle into a downward spiral. Her abuse of heroin accelerated; no longer was the drug only used to bring her down after a cocaine-fueled night of pole work. All of the money earned from dancing at the local strip joint was devoted to feeding her addiction. Danielle struggled to maintain the rent on the apartment she once shared with Eileen. After eight months of unpaid rent and empty promises to her landlord, Danielle was evicted, and she was forced to take shelter in the beaten interior of her 1990 Cadillac de Ville, left to her in the will of her then deceased grandmother. She was fired from the Vanilla Unicorn when she continued to show up to work high despite numerous warnings from the manager. Between the years 2012 and 2016, in-and-out of rehab, Danielle would fall victim to an emotionally manipulative relationship with a man by the name of Thomas Rodriguez, a longshoreman. She fell pregnant with his child in 2016, and against the protests of Rodriguez, she would go on to birth the couple's daughter alone in the emergency room of Pillbox Medical Center. Thomas left town and changed his phone number the next day, leaving Danielle alone with the neonate, growth restricted from Danielle's incessant cigarette smoking. December 20th, 2019, 06:57 P.M. | Grapeseed, San Andreas Danielle exited the interior of her rusted, fifth-generation 1990 Cadillac de Ville and exhaled a breath of smoke before dropping her joint into the dirt. She quickly doubled to the passenger side of the vehicle, and helped the dark-haired toddler, courting a battered teddy bear underneath her arm, out to her feet. Danielle's sister, Erin, pushed through the creaky screen door of her house and leaned against a column on the front porch with folded arms. Erin watched the two approach the house with a look of despondency. "Well, well, well, Angel. You must need something to come all the way out here. What's wrong this time?" Erin asked as she made her way down the steps of the porch and met Danielle and the toddler in the walkway. "You always said you would take her, so, here! Take her! I can't do it anymore!" Danielle replied and pushed the toddler toward Erin. "I can't fucking do it anymore, OK?! She's better off here with you than with me. So take her," Danielle continued with a breath of exasperation. Danielle then took to her knee and turned the toddler to face her. She took her face in both of her hands and stroked the toddler's cheeks with her thumbs. After a final kiss on the child's forehead, Danielle rose to her feet and made fast for her vehicle, rummaging in the pocket of her tattered denim jacket for her car keys. Erin took up the toddler, dressed only in a Powerpuff Girls t-shirt and a diaper, and rested her on her right hip. She struggled to strum her fingers through the child's knotted and unkempt hair as she watched Danielle reenter the car. Danielle turned the key over in the ignition of the Cadillac de Ville several times before the engine of the car spluttered to life, and Danielle then quickly reversed out of the driveway and sped down the road, kicking up a trail of dust behind her. Erin traced her fingertips across the toddler's cheek with a weak smile and searched her face with her eyes. The toddler looked back at Erin with unfamiliarity and slotted her thumb into her mouth. "S'gonna be OK, Bella. Auntie Erin's gonna take care 'a you, sweetheart. You look hungry. You want Auntie Erin to make you something 'ta eat?" Erin asked the child, and the child responded with a quick nod of her head as she sucked on her thumb. Erin adjusted the toddler's weight on her hip and turned to carry her up the broken steps of the front porch of her house without sparing a glance to the swiftly disappearing vehicle in the distance.

This thread will showcase the life of 17 year old Cassiel Ofrey and his life after attempting to leave the gang scene in London, moving to America to try forge a new path for himself.

Antonio Iniguez, 16 From ambitious beginnings, Antonio spent most of his childhood away from the troublesome hoodlums of Rancho. Forced to take acting classes at a young age, his mother abused his lack of common sense to pay for the finer things in life through commercial gigs. As the years went on, the well paid gigs he was handed as a toddler were no more and the best he could manage was being placed as an extra for a hand cream commercial. With his education down the toilet in favour of chasing his brainwashed dream of acting, Antonio was left no choice but to latch onto the only safety net available to him: South Side Varrio Rancho 13. After the introduction into the gang life by Emilio "SCARFACE" Nunez, Antonio quickly used his flamboyance from acting to get into the good graces of like minded residents. Probably won't be a coherent story to follow as my main aim with this thread is to share the key events in Antonio's life. For more perspectives & detailed screen shots of events showcased here, check out Varrio Rancho 13's faction thread! Concerns about my role play or development can be sent to my PMs. I'm open and responsive to criticism. The media section added below will contain highlights that could be considered entertaining to watch such as brawls, shootouts and well role played criminal activities.

Bohdan Anderson was born in Liberty City's Broker, 1997, to a John and Mary Angelo. Life wasn't easy, and in fact was unbearable at times. His father was ran off the road by a drunk driver in 1998 and killed on impact. His mother fell to heroin addiction and died later in 1999. Bohdan spent the majority of his childhood, alone. Put into foster care later that year, he was picked up by the Anderson family a few months later and was raised in a socioeconomically rich neighbourhood. Bohdan knew very little of his biological parents, and chooses not to speak of them - purely for ease of conversation. Marcus Anderson was an influential business owner in Liberty City's booming metropolitan heart, he ran and managed many social clubs across the city whilst his wife, Sally Anderson was the stay at home element of the relationship. Albeit he was raised by a family, it was a strict one - a family that lived by a code and set of rules, one that instilled loyalty to those you work with. He was beaten as a child, and forced to live a life of which was filled with uncertainty. A tragic tale that will surely end in a cataclysmic fashion.

Mia Vasquez, nicknamed Pirata (Pirate in English) for her obsessive desire to commit the act of robbery, is a late teen hailing from Rancho. Indoctrinated to the point she values her gang more than anything in the world, this scummy female will happily relieve you of all your possessions, just so she can feel that rush...one more time. Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me. We pillage, plunder, we rifle and loot. Stand up me hearties, yo ho. We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot. Stand up me hearties, yo ho.

Content Warning: Audrey's Diaries are not for the sensitive natured or faint of heart and might be considered offensive or upsetting to some audiences due to her life and the choices she makes through her progression such as stripping, prostitution, and other various illegal and illicit activities, with that being said, viewer discretion is advised! ? Audrey "Delirious Drama" Fox ? AGE: 22 Height: 5'5 (Without heels on ??) Weight: 135 Pounds (On and off ??) Eye Color: Green (Depending on her mood ?️?️) Hair Color: Natural Brunette (Always switches it up with wigs ?‍♀️?) Ethnicity: White Caucasian with Cherokee, Armenian, Irish, Romanichal Heritage (Extremely Exotic ?❣️) Likes: Money, Luxuries, Vacations, Shopping, Toy-Chihuahua's, Men (In that order ??️?) Dislikes: Drama, Pimps, Competition, and is allergic to pufferfish (Seafood allergy ?☠️) ?A Little Backstory ?: Audrey "Delirious Drama" Fox was born Barbara Ann Hinkley-Rosenblacht on December 12th, 1997 at the Pillbox Hill Medical center, doctor's said it was a medical miracle she survived due to her mother's lifestyle as a crack addicted prostitute. Growing up, Audrey's mother taught her to do what the girls in Playboy Magazine ? do. During Audrey's upbringing she was exposed to lots of drugs, amphetamines, exotic illegal animals, and firearms???. Her mother had a different man in bed every day of the week except Sunday's, Audrey's mother made sure to put on a facade at church to hide the bruises and tears on Audrey's face, as well as her own ?⛪. Over the years Audrey developed alcoholism at the age of Eleven, the same year her mother passed away due to lung cancer and emphysema unfortunately. After Audrey's mother passed away she went to live with her traditional travelling Irish Romanichal Gypsy Grandmother, Gram-Gram Rita. ? Gram-Gram Rita expcted Audrey to drop out of Middle-School and devote her time to perfecting the male gaze and cleaning glass table-tops to satisfy future suitors and potential husbands, per modern-Romanichal traditions. Audrey grew delirious and weary of this lifestyle, feeling confined to her grandma's lifestyles much like her deceased mother probably felt aswell, Audrey knew she had to run away and she ran from her home in Mission Row and started renting from local pimps and dealers to survive and get by. After years of abuse and horrible experiences at the hands of thugs, abusers, drug addicts, other prostitutes, pimps, and many other various hooligans and street rats, Audrey had enough and got out of the grasps of the slippery and slimey pimps that riddle the Strawberry? and Davis area's she found refuge, asylum, and danger, at... ?️? .... After time heals her physical and some of the mental wounds, Audrey turns her life around, she is now "Delirious Drama", also changing her name from Barbara to "Audrey Fox" to escape all ties from her past life... She named herself after the "Delirious", charming, and mystical/mysterious effect Audrey exudes. The "Drama" is simply for her dramatic dancer, makeup, and whimsy, effect. ?? ! Thus, the birth of Delirious Drama emerges from the depths of Davis on a cool Saturday afternoon after her heroin addicted pimp mentally and physically abused her to the point of severe trauma and pain, after she decided to leave, she was rebirthed, reborn, old life forever behind her as she lay, dizzied and dazzled on the corner, her diary continues on with the chronicles she endure's, alongside her mynky street/club companion, Lola Star? whom she met after a late night alcoholic episode relapse, and later found a life-long friend, amongst more to come... ? TO BE CONTINUED! ? Delirious's Theme Song

This thread follows the story of Ethan Fernandez a troubled Rancho Teenager. Trigger warning and all that stuff. (credits to ZaE for the menyoo picture)

((Thread will be updated))

Where to begin... You'd imagine it to be quite easy to start a Journal, to share your ideas with the world, your personality, struggles and expressions due to being an Artist and it already being what you do, but, it's not. The life of an artist, especially a Model and Photographer from the outside looks like glitz and glamour, like you're ontop of the world and everyone is watching you. Only one of those things is true, there is a spotlight on you and it's not always bright. Sometimes it's dark, gloomy and full of terror, this little journal is my way of sharing my passions, it's ups and it's downs and to hopefully help others who might be going through the same or looking to in the future. Being a public figure, a model and artist atleast is like standing on the edge of a cliff. Overlooking the sea as a great storm approaches, you're unsure if you'll find your way, if you'll come out the other side... but no mater what, no matter how scary it gets you keep trying, you keep trying to find your path. So, that's where this story begins, a time of my life that looks the scariest. I've just come out of surgery, having my Throat Reconstructed, so I'm bed ridden. Unable to move around much and too confused to operate a camera, so for the next few weeks a pen is my tool. I might aswell start at the beginning, why I got into what I do, what inspired me and the struggles I have now. I'm 24 years old, born in Croulebarbe in the South of Paris in a dainte little town house along the sides of a small alley, dotted with fresh fruit stalls and artists offering to paint portraits for money. Every morning as a child the house would fill with the smell of fresh roses, cheese and oil paint, it was always so exciting because I never knew who I would meet that day. I'd run out of the house and down the alley, smiling at everyone as I stop at each artist and look at their work. I knew, as the bones are to my body that I was going to be a painter. I was going to inspire and give others the same feeling I felt everyday. When I was just 6 I picked up my first paint brush, dabling with my fathers oil paints onto the white washed lounge room wall. I still remember the look on his face as I filled with terror, thinking I was going to be scolded. However, he encouraged me but told me the wall is not a place to capture my feelings, to use the canvas instead. He took me by the hand and led me into his little studio, plopped another brush in my hand and told me to close my eyes. To smell the paints and just feel the canvas, not look but to feel and hear as I attempted to paint a Pink Rose. It was so exciting, I was so giddy. For years after I would steal away at midnight into my fathers studio and just paint whatever I was thinking, flowers, people, animals. Over the years as I grew from child to young adult I developed my skills and learnt a profound amount about composition, lighting, color theory and more. I'm not sure what I loved the most, learning the foundations of art or the feeling of getting lost in a world of my own. By the age of 18 I had enroled at Versailles Saint-Quentin-en-Yvelines University where I took an undergraduate of Photography & Visual Design, encapsulating my favorite areas of art and learning a new one, Photography. It was around this time that I got into a very unhealthy relationship with a older man, I was barely able to leave the house as he kept me inside... barely, just barely graduating due to innatendance. He was an aggressive man and everything that happened during our relationship would later effect my life as an artist, both online and independantly. I suffered severe damage to my wrist, leaving me with a lack of movement and shakeyness. It felt like my world ended, not the troubles of my life but the fact that I could no longer paint, I spent weeks, months, crying and trying to paint.. but I simply couldn't anymore. A straight line would turn into a squigle, a face would turn into a blur of badly painted features. I felt frozen, unable to go on. It was due to my twin sister Elyna that I was able to find myself again, she taught me what it meant to be strong and independant. She was heavily into Fashion & Design and would often ask me to take photos of her, letting me put my time earnt skills to practice. Through her, my beloved sister I found myself again. I used all the money I had saved from my childhood to buy my first, very own camera. I remember it vividly. The feeling of the cold metal, plastic and glass against my finger tips as I picked it up for the very first time, a Canon EOS C300 Mark III EF. It felt magical, although it cost me almost $18,000. Over 15 years worth of savings, leaving me with just a tiny bit left. As a present from my sister she bought me a lens for it, the 35mm DGO sensor. Little did I know, at this point that I would be seeing my sister for the last time in over a year. I took my camera and the little bit of money I had left and bundled up in a small yet long wagon. One of those types you'd see in the 1950s hippie movement, being my base and centre of life for the next year as I traveled across most of Europe, through Germany, Poland, Sweden, Norway, Romania and Austria. During those 12 months I took over 5,000 photographs, photographs I still have saved to this day. Memories, possibilities of the future from actions of the past. In Germany I got the chance to capture a stunning Brewery, in Romania a small Vampire-esque town, Sweden the icey mountain peeks and deep valleys. My journey across Europe had to end somewhere though, and that was with me boarding a permanent flight to America, the "Land of The Free". I touched down in Southern Los Santos, the warm summer air shocking me as I had never felt such intense sun and heat before, yet for the minutes it took me to take it all in I fell in love. The rest, well being for another page, another day.

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CASE FILE: #854-12-2154 CASE NUMBER: #A412 Kapo Nakao █ ██████ ██████ ████████, ██ █████p Kapo Nakao also known as "Capo" or "Speed" (was born December 16th, 1999, Davis, Los Santos, San Andreas) is a well known gang member that was involved in a various criminal activities in the past few years such as kidnapping, armed robbery, vandalism, disturbance of public order and failure to comply with the instructions of police officers. Biography: He's considered to be a "light-skinned Malay Mongoloid" or "light skinned Austronesian Malay". His biological father is a Caucasian (L.S. native), whilst his mother is originally from Polynesia, Tonga region. His birth parents are named Ailine Nakao and Joshua Goldsmith. His parents divorced while Kapo was a newborn. Kapo never saw his father. After divorce Ailine Nakao started to consume a lot of alcohol and light drugs. Kapo inherited his mother surname since his mother changed it while he was a kid. All of his childhood Kapo saw various men walk in and walk out of his home. Ailine Nakao was mostly focusing herself of finding a new husband and fixing her life issues while Kapo was literally living on his own at that time. Kapo never agreed with any of the new "dad's" that his mom was trying to propose for him. In Kapo's early teens everything got even worse. His mom, Ailine Nakao, managed to find out a new "potential husband" who introduced her to new drugs like crystal meth. In the meantime she started to consume some harder drugs. She wasn't taking care of Kapo anymore. Kapo, naturally, got in touch with the local guys from the neighborhood who showed him a few ways how to easily earn money on "his own". He realized that he can get a lot of "easy" cash on his own and that he can "live on his own". Influenced by various local gang members and "wannabe" gangsters he managed to start working for local gangs and build his early career and reputation all around South Central area. Kapo Nakao never seen a good example of a normal family and proper relationships. Due to a fact he barely imagines what a normal "family life means" itself. He was growing with a heavy drug addict on the side and with a bunch of random men who were changing quite a lot in his eyes. Many of those men were using a strong violence against him or his mom. Because of that he never managed to develop a proper understanding about feelings and love to other people. He doesn't really know what it means to love and have a family. From his point of view his family is the gang since the local gang members managed to grow him since he was a child. Since Kapo childhood, the guy was strongly influenced by a well known local gangster Dwayne "Wizz" Thompson who was like a father to him. Kapo Nakao never was a good student. He never really cared about the school. He was always at the lower mid tier since he was able to do whenever he wants with his life and nobody was making any kind of guidelines to him. Later on he started to run away from school and skip lessons on daily basis. Instead of that he was spending his time with his friends while selling drugs or doing graffiti's on the streets. At his youngster age he got kind of a strong addiction to video games so instead of going to school he was playing various video games in front of his TV at home. One of the biggest problems that Kapo is fighting constantly - his drug addictions. He never managed to get rid of it completely. Influenced by a bunch of locals drug addicts and constant being around the drugs made him a passive addict. He is starting to use them from time to time on a heavy basis. He is closely tied with "Tongan Crip Gang" better known as "TCG". Kapo Nakao mostly operates in southern district, Davis. SPECIAL ABILITIES AND SKILLS: Trapstar Kapo Nakao focuses on the sale of illegal narcotics. The guy knows very well where to get the drugs in wholesale for a good price and how to distribute them all around the streets. All Talk Kapo Nakao has a very loud mouth. This guy is talking the talk, and may or may not be able to walk the walk. He wants to be seen and wanna talk his shit to any and everybody. 9 to 5 Kapo Nakao has a legal job that makes some money (or covers the illegal cash flow). He owns a local "Bad Day Goods" pawn shop in Strawberry street, Davis. OG Kapo Nakao has a very strong reputation and a lot of respect on the streets. While not being a very old or a "long-time" member of the gang, he managed to earn a lot of respect with his works. It managed to earn him this title in the meantime. At the moment he is living a more reserved lifestyle after a life of constant gang-banging and crime. PERSONAL INFORMATION: TITLE: MR. FORENAME: KAPO; SURNAME: NAKAO; FULL NAME: KAPO NAKAO; OTHER NAMES: NICKNAME: CAPO (COMMONLY USED BETWEEN CLOSE FRIENDS AND RELATIVES); STREET NAME: SPEED (COMMONLY USED BY HIS INNER CIRCLE); EDIT: THIS NAME IS OLD AND FORGOTTEN, NOT USABLE IN THE MEANTIME! SSN: ███-██-████. GENERAL INFO: GENDER: MALE; DATE OF BIRTH: DECEMBER 16, 1999. CURRENT AGE: 21 Y/O. TROPICAL ZODIAC: SCORPIO. PLACE OF BIRTH: GROVE ST. ██, LOS SANTOS, SAN ANDREAS. CURRENT ADDRESS: GROVE ST. ██; DISTRICT: DAVIS; CITY: LOS SANTOS; STATE: SAN ANDREAS; PARENTS: AILINE NAKAO - MOM; STATUS: ALIVE; JOSHUA GOLDSMITH - DAD; STATUS: DEAD; RELATIVES: AVOCA NAKAO - GRANDMOTHER; STATUS: ALIVE; LANGUAGES: ENGLISH. CONTACT INFO: PHONE: ███-██-███. COUNTRY CODE: ███ E-MAIL: ███████████████████████████████ FINANCE: VISA: ████ ████ ████ ████ EXPIRES: ████ CVV2: ███ MASTER CARD: ████ ████ ████ ████ EXPIRES: ████ CVV2: ███ EMPLOYMENT: COMPANY: N/A; LOCATION OF THE COMPANY: N/A; OCCUPATION: N/A. PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS: HEIGHT: 6' 36" (194 centimeters) WEIGHT: 202.8 pounds (92.2 kilograms) BLOOD TYPE: O+ OTHER: FAVORITE COLOR: BLACK; VEHICLE: N/A. TRACKING NUMBER: f5a4b6f9-75d2-4380-b2ea-80914d9fcf68 PICTURES: LSPD/LSSD ARCHIVE: