♣♠The Cems Gang ♠♣ | Reformed

[TeaM-QSens]

Good Luck in Gstar I guess..
Nice that you backstabbed us too.
You Were the only person I trusted, but I see I cannot anymore and I was stupid.

no 1 stabbed u and u know how much i worked for cems helped with everything but thats wat happened .

[Whiteman]

no 1 stabbed u and u know how much i worked for cems helped with everything but thats wat happened .

Yeah, that's why.
You did so much to us, and now left, saying nothing, and joining our enemies...

[TeaM-QSens]

Yeah, that's why.
You did so much to us, and now left, saying nothing, and joining our enemies...

dude its not about our enemies or something ... i was out argo i came saw only [Gstar] so dont complain to me complain to the others who was active and left cems  i left argo left cems back to argo and joined Gstar thats all we can keep realtions between me and u and minch u great guys and my friends i dont care if we are enemies its just a game man chill out

[Pablo]

i still support u guys you will see, one day cems will be big like it was before.

[Whiteman]

dude its not about our enemies or something ... i was out argo i came saw only [Gstar] so dont complain to me complain to the others who was active and left cems  i left argo left cems back to argo and joined Gstar thats all we can keep realtions between me and u and minch u great guys and my friends i dont care if we are enemies its just a game man chill out

I just thought, you would stay loyal to us.

i still support u guys you will see, one day cems will be big like it was before.

Thanks

[SupremeJay]

Im looking to join cems :cool: so who should i send my application to or do i just post it here?

[Tanner]

Im looking to join cems :cool: so who should i send my application to or do i just post it here?

You post it here. and R0nny is the Leader of Cems.

[SupremeJay]

Ingame name: - Jay_Morelli (im leaving the morelli gang , not my style of rp)
Age ingame : - 18
Age Real life : - 15
Timezone (cet) : - usa eastern (NY)
Previous Clans/gangs/families : - Morelli mafia
How long have you played Argonath RPG?: - 3/4 weeks
Write a little history of your life(IG) : - Grew up in west los santos not far from grove st. Lost mother in a shooting from a stray bullet, father was never there. Started selling drugs young at 12 and moved in with my grandparents on grove. Still sell drugs and just trying to get my money and have people to help. I dont work with cops or to bust people in drug trades. I own an apartment where i store guns and drugs. I know how to get both weed and heroin and I know how to sell it. I joined the Morelli family thinking it would be a nice way to start my rise but they arent the type of family im looking to be part of. I want to be in a brotherhood with people that always have my back and are not scared to pull out a gun when things dont go right.

[Tanner]

Ingame name: - Jay_Morelli (im leaving the morelli gang , not my style of rp)
Age ingame : - 18
Age Real life : - 15
Timezone (cet) : - usa eastern (NY)
Previous Clans/gangs/families : - Morelli mafia
How long have you played Argonath RPG?: - 3/4 weeks
Write a little history of your life(IG) : - Grew up in west los santos not far from grove st. Lost mother in a shooting from a stray bullet, father was never there. Started selling drugs young at 12 and moved in with my grandparents on grove. Still sell drugs and just trying to get my money and have people to help. I dont work with cops or to bust people in drug trades. I own an apartment where i store guns and drugs. I know how to get both weed and heroin and I know how to sell it. I joined the Morelli family thinking it would be a nice way to start my rise but they arent the type of family im looking to be part of. I want to be in a brotherhood with people that always have my back and are not scared to pull out a gun when things dont go right.

God luck

[Xterm_Cems]

Story By JBC

It’s not that I didn't want to, I just wasn't trained enough. Honestly, I was a little nervous. Dwight hit the lights and the red carpet turned burgundy and the shadows emerged from the treetops behind. He briskly walked to the wooden bare desk and placed his hand on a rusty knob. The draw opened as silenced loomed in the room, he swayed his hands and reached for a camouflaged object.
Sitting in front of me he cleared his voice, “This is a extremely important task, I know you’re a trainee but this is your chance to become big in the game” he said with hesitance.
At this stage he uncovered the mystery object and revealed a immaculate deagle “type 22”. As I set sight upon the murderous weapon flashbacks drew from a lonely forgotten location within my mind from when, the unforgettable murder of minches mum took place.
As he shifted me from my slight daze he repeated with a voice of reassurance “take it bro, you know what’s best”, My eyes met his and the atmosphere intensified, I simply nodded.
He handed me a briefing sheet, which read, 4th house, Ganton mansion, room 444, My mind began to spin, the numbers just clogged together and everything seemed rather confusing, all of a sudden I came crashing back down to earth and realised how emphasising this job would be to my future prospects within dwights organisation “CEMS”, it was as if is just smoked a spliff I was relaxed and began to think straight, my mind was focused and I was determined.
I was dropped off near the sidewalk and the weather was outrageous, Rain was pouring down and the clouds were gloomy turning afternoon into evening. I was several blocks from my destination so I placed my hands into my black silk jacket and walked through the frosty chilled air. Walking around 20 paces I could see normal people living a normal everyday life.
I stepped through the double doors and headed for the lift, I ran the numbers through my mind struggling to remember the correct room, my instincts told me it was 444 so I trusted my self and headed on and reached for the 12th floor button. The thirty second wait was agonizing and every second seemed like a minute, all the bad possibilities of the task ran through my mind giving me the jitters but I wasn’t hassled as I really wanted to get this first job out the way and advance to another level.
This was it and there was no backing out, standing directly outside the room 444 door I shouted “room service sir” and followed with a double knock on the door, my heart was pounding and each beat was emphasised, I could fell the sweat running down my forehead.
I heard hustling and then a click which unlocked the door, as the door swung open I jolted my right fist into the mans head and immediately he gave way and fell to the floor. This well timed punch had knocked the man out I walked into the room briskly and dragged him over to the bedside, I was given strict orders and at this point I reached for my well hidden deagle from my waistline, at the same time my other hand moved into my left pocket and picked out a silencer. My hands were shaking as I screwed the silencer on, I made sure that it was fitted correctly, it was time, I slowly raised my hand and held the weapon next to the mans arm, my mission was not to kill but to severely injure and make known the Cems presence within the city.
I fired a shot and I was placed with a sudden backward jolt, I could hear the man whining but this was it and it had to be done. I pulled out a pre written note which red “Do not ever f**k with Dwight and Scorpz or next time your whole little penis like organization will be taken out”.
That was the hard part and rest was brisk, my escape plan was simple, head out exactly the way I came in. I waited patiently for a lift to arrive and eventually it did the wait seemed to last forever. I walked out of the building and turned left and then took two more rights, I looked out for Dwights car and spotted it in the corner of my eye.
I walked over and opened the door, I was in the car and was struck with a deadly silence. He slowly glanced over to me, to see my nervous self shaken up from the ordeal that had taken place.
I simply nodded and added “its done Boss”, lets get out of here!.



this story is not JBC'S its mine remove it please and ell him to make his own.

[Whiteman]

Lol, it was made by JBC, get the heck out of this topic, noone wants you here.

[Dan_Jones]

No seriously it wasn't made by him, from what I remember JBC couldn't speak good english

[Whiteman]

No seriously it wasn't made by him, from what I remember JBC couldn't speak good english

So, what he can't speak good english.
Work on your english.
And Get the tomato out of this topic, Gstar members.

[Dan_Jones]

My english is fine and "JBC's story" wouldn't be that well written...

[Whiteman]

My english is fine and "JBC's story" wouldn't be that well written...

Maybe he has English hacks, ?
4 words.

NONE Of Your Business