[SA:MP] Street Legends™ - Legends can only be found on the Streets.

[Khm]

Application.

Denied We regret to inform you that your application has been denied. We have come to this conclusion due to the following reasons: Banned from the server Poor attitude overall --- Regards, iKhm "The Legendary" StreetLegend's Leader

[Denzel.]

I'll be stepping down as the Founder, Overall Leader of Street Legends for the time being, Legends, Leaders and Co. Founders will be taking over the crew, also these are the 3 positions that are managing the crew, if you have anything to ask about the crew, feel free to approach them.

[Denzel.]

Announcement

• [GSF]Traser will be taking over as Founder of Street Legends for the time being while I'm somehow "away".
• =AVt=iKhm and =AV=Kaseem will be the Lead Manager of the crew, both of them will be primarily handling applications, promotions and demotions.
• Bas McCane is promoted to Street Racer.
• [WS]Edward_Lane is promoted to Leader.
• Milano Rosso is kicked from the crew due to Inactivity.

I would also like to thank all of the racers in this crew for being loyal, dedicated and motivated at all times, we're currently one of the biggest racing crew on ArgonathRPG thanks to all of you, keep the spirit up and rev up the engine.

Signed,
Samuel "Drift King" Hanna
Founder of Street Legends

[hell1989]

Application. Ingame name: Hell_Gvardia: Ingame age 38 / Real life age 25: Ingame Activity Pretty Active: Current Vehicle Sanchez owned/ I know most state vehicle spawns: Able to use TeamSpeak? Yes / Mic? Yes: Motivation to join us Seems like a awesome group it join and improve my already vast racing skills.: Character story:    Being born as Jack "Hell" Solo, Liberty City 1964 Jack grew to understand peoples motives what way they move and the way they talk. He began to learn how to act like people at a young age. Enjoying it, he stole a man's identity and took his life away. later reading a story about a young person being killed named David Gaff hell visited the grave site and read the comment on the Gaff's headstone reading "Lost son to Jackie Daff, SSC heir we shall never know the mystery we loved him dearly".       Hell sought to learn about SSC - South Side Choppers, he went to the underground criminal world and leaned some quite disturbing information, David Gaff had only been 15 when he was shot dead betrayed by another biker gangs hitman, shot In the back of the head. Hell found out the man's name found him and slit his throat.        It had been 15 years since Gaff's death so as Jack believed he may be able to pull off taking the kids identity to run his own SSC, it sound very rewarding and violent, profit. Hell aka Jack aka David Gaff ran the crew for a few years in LV until the FBI busted SSC for dealing weapons and drugs, Hell went to prison for 10 long years, coming out he was approached by several men, they spoke of a huge business merger and Hell became apart of the Gvardia Corporation.

[Emre]

Application. Ingame name:: Emre. Ingame age / Real life age: 25/19 Ingame Activity:7.5/10 Current Vehicle: To be bought shortly - Bullet Able to use TeamSpeak? / Mic?:Yes/Yes Motivation to join us: I've been a car fanatic ever since I've seen my first racing movie, been playing racing video games and I'd like to expand knowledge and liking into roleplay. Character story: Emre was born in 1990 as an only child. He grew up with both his parents, though his father wasn't at home that often being a real estate agent throughout whole the United Stated of America. Emre's mother was a lonely woman, she didn't get out of the house much as she was a bit depressed after her husband took his new job as real estate agent. She couldn't handle the loneliness and every now and then, there was the drip that made the bucket spill. She totally freaked out and started throwing shit around the house. Emre always escaped in his room and started writing about the future. He made plans on how to get rich. They were either by legal ways, or illegal ways. He never actually did anything with the projects, the endless letters on how he would acquire so much money, he could eventually swim in it. He kept them in a big case which he hid under his bed. Emre had a job at the local supermarket. There was this girl working there Jonelle Marston, she was different. She was extremely lazy and never worked hard, but she didn't have to. She kept her job by pleasing the shop owner in lets say, her own way. She earned more than the other employees and people wondered why. Emre found out, but she told him to shut the f**k up, else she'd get him fired. This girl was in the same school as Emre as well. It was graduation year and everyone expected her not to graduate. In school there were no teachers she could sleep with to get her degree, she had to actually work for it. She never attended class, never did any work for school and if she showed up, she caused a scene and got send to the principals office. It was the end of the year, and graduation day came. Jonelle didn't show up at the ceremony which caused a big silence during the whole event. Everyone was loudly clapping for their sons, daughters, nieces, nephews or whatever. Everyone was glad for each other, until. Until suddenly, after the last graduate, the sound of squealing tires and cars with roaring engines overwhelmed the celebration. What should've been the start of a career of many, the best day of their lives, a day full of joy, turned into a catastrophic crime scene full of misery and tears. The day Emre's father was in town, especially for the graduation. He never got to actually enjoy. After that day, the whole town was in shock. It changed Emre and his mother drastically. They got way closer and started to spend more time together. Emre heard his mother was having some financial struggles so he hoped he could help his mother out. He started going through the advertisements in the newspaper for some jobs aside. One advertisement immediately took all of his attention. Flashy letters spelled Montana Incorporated. Emre rang the number and he got send over for a little chat. He didn't exactly know what the job was about, but he figured it was smart to take his letters he been writing the past years with him, they might come in useful. As he got over for the talk, it didn't go as he planned. He got into a huge mansion, in there he got leaded to a big office. As they started talking things got more and more clear that these dudes weren't little boys anymore. They were serious. As Emre noticed that as well, he took out his case and handed over his letters. They started reading the letters, and got excited; these were actually some brilliant and revolutionary ideas that might just work in the current society. They started putting these ideas into reality, and Emre had to be involved as it were his ideas. This went on for a couple months and things worked out pretty good. Emre got a close bond with the Montanas and he got paid really good. Most of the time, him and his fellows worked in little squads of 4 but sometimes less. On their way back to the mansion, they passed Emre's crib, took 2 MP5's and continued their way. They hid the guns under their car seats. They spoke with Kentonio Montana and they got sent home. Although, they wanted out, they wanted today to end this all. They told Kent they couldn't work for him any longer, and he looked understanding. He showed some love towards the two guys standing there all insecure in front of him, he made them feel relieved. They hopped in their car and drove off, all relieved and happy. Suddenly, 2 black Hummers pop up behind them and start following them. Emre was driving as Lawrence took one of the MP5's and started aiming for the tires. Although, they of course also had guns. It was a crazy drive-by/exchange of bullets. It lasted like 10 minutes without them both taking any catastrophic damage, they could still keep driving. Lawrence ran out of bullets so he took Emre's gun. He immediately hit the two front tires of the first car and they lost him. The other car speeded up after he noticed he was alone, he started ramming and attempted to put them off the road. When he came close enough, Lawrence took a shot. Straight through the chauffers head. Still not really aware of what was happening, the two went straight to the airport and took the earliest leaving plane. The plane to Los Santos, San Andreas. As soon as the plane touched the ground a sudden mood change hit them both. They felt way more relieved and they wanted to get things right again. "If it wasn't for your driving, Emre, we would have been shredded meat", Lawrence said. They hired a car and both got a hotel room. After a few days they got to the agreement that they should take some distance from each other, both get their lives right. Emre had gotten himself a nice little crib around East Los Santos where he hung out with the local latinos. They were all into criminal shit, but he promised himself he wasn't going that way again. He helped them out by fixing cars, painting their houses and all those little chores. Slowly he got his name around the hood and he got some respect. They all saw him as the conscious and wise man who worked hard to get around, but still didn't get persuaded by the money all his neighbors acquired through hustling and more shit Emre put behind. Besides doing all the chores, Emre was found in the local Gym a lot. He tried to go every day, and become Los Santos' The Rock. If it wasn't for his temporary liking of the gym, he would spend hours working as a Repo man for car dealers or eventually raced a few people after sunset.One day he saw all the police men taking a break at pershing. Those weren't the filthy f**ks he thought they were, they could actually be nice people. Emre observed them for a while and noticed they hung around a local bar  near the Police Department. Emre joined them one day and started having a chat with one of them. He told them about moving to Los Santos recently and wanting a proper job. They told him to apply as a Police Officer. After a few doubtful nights he applied, got accepted and started a bright career as police officer. After focussing on highway patrol, high-speed pursuits and entering dangerous quarters for god know how many times, he decided that those dirty deeds weren't his thing any longer and returned to his habitual lifestyle and re-enforced with Lawrence, building the Long Beach Mob. After a good few months of successful work in the mob, being a man of mobility and recruitement, things ended upside down; The Feds got wind of the activity and presumed criminal procedures to be happening behind the curtain, so they infiltrated every facility that worked under the name of the mob, leading to Emre's departure for almost a year. He spent about an entire year in Central Europe with an alter ego, working his way up the blacklist of Europol by hosting and eventually beating thugs in illegal streetraces and beating them to a pulp. There was a time when he knew he couldn't do this much longer and returned to the States, Los Santos to be precise, and reunited with Lawrence who offered him a job in the reincarnated Long Beach Mob. Thus he earned his money and kept saving day in and day out for a new whip. One day he saw heard about a group, called the 'Street Legends'. Knowing that it was THE group for him to join, hoping he would meet people of mutual interest and eventually become a likable man for once, he decided to write an application letter... Emre is said to be an analytic person. He reads people's next move, manipulates them to even hand him their bags, their wallets and even their keys. He is calm, precise and very subtle when it comes to tense situations.

[Khm]

Announcement

• Anle Gvardia is kicked from the crew due to an extended Inactivity.

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Regards,

iKhm
"The Legendary"
StreetLegend's Leader

[Manoni]

@Emre

Noted. You are now noted, find us ingame to hang out and have some races, we then decide if you are Street Legends material! Signed, Manoni "The Hammer" Street Legends Leader

[Denzel.]

This crew will now be managed by Leaders and above, I'm leaving.

[Khm]

I'm leaving.

[Traser]

Goodbye.

[Manoni]

Announcement With the leaving of Denzel and Khm, we announce that from now on Traser and I will be leading the group with the assistance of Kaseem and Edward Lane. All members, expect some changes in the group along with a boost of activity, this also goes to current/future applicants. Signed, Manoni "The Hammer" Street Legends Leader

[Luke]

I say we all get in-game right now, and get this show on the road!

[AhmadLov]

Wassub all, It's "Biggie_Smalls", name has been changed to ahMAD.Levin , i'm already in the Group, just a quick reminder to avoid getting kicked , Peace and Love. 

[beLTa]

Hey boys!

I'm inactive atm.   Will inform you on my back.

[Emre]

I did hang out with Kaseem a few days ago, but I wasn't able to catch up with anyone such as Traser and co., I hope you guys don't mind that...