The Gvardia Family || San Fierro's Main Power || Best criminal group of 09/10/11

[Roman]

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name:Magic_Cat
In-Game Age:90
Age in real life: 2
List previous names you used:none
How long you been playing on Argonath?8 years and 30 months
Do you have license and passport? yes
List assets you own(house,car,bizz) nothing
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who? no
How active are you? i am on 24 hours a day 7 days a week
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? CET+55
How much criminal experience do you have? i killed a cop
Reasons for joining Gvardia? cuz i want to shoot people
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? what is rp?
What things are you specialized in?killing and sex
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in:none
Have you read ALL Gvardia Mob rules?:no
Do you understand our rules of roleplay, dividing OOC/IC, brackets, spelling in IC chat, etc?: no
If accepted, what will your name be with _GvardiaT tag? duno
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are. I was sad so i bought an icecream then i was happy again so i killed a freecop

LMFAO!!! that made my morning 

[Stealth_Killer]

Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are. I was sad so i bought an icecream then i was happy again so i killed a freecop

There is NO way that this guys is NOT shitting us... i mean, wtf ? No to mention the others above...

[Roman]

There is NO way that this guys is NOT shitting us... i mean, wtf ? No to mention the others above...

of course he made it just for fun

[Biggo2]

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name:Magic_Cat
In-Game Age:90
Age in real life: 2
List previous names you used:none
How long you been playing on Argonath?8 years and 30 months
Do you have license and passport? yes
List assets you own(house,car,bizz) nothing
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who? no
How active are you? i am on 24 hours a day 7 days a week
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? CET+55
How much criminal experience do you have? i killed a cop
Reasons for joining Gvardia? cuz i want to shoot people
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? what is rp?
What things are you specialized in?killing and sex
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in:none
Have you read ALL Gvardia Mob rules?:no
Do you understand our rules of roleplay, dividing OOC/IC, brackets, spelling in IC chat, etc?: no
If accepted, what will your name be with _GvardiaT tag? duno
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are. I was sad so i bought an icecream then i was happy again so i killed a freecop

Huh, made me giggle a little 

[Carnage264]

guys great rp with you all today. nice kidnap and shoot out. some people need to work on communication skills abit more but other than that good job.

Carnage_Gvardia

[Brad.]

guys great rp with you all today. nice kidnap and shoot out. some people need to work on communication skills abit more but other than that good job.

Carnage_Gvardia

Was great fun, pity it was over so quickly.

[Devin]

Age in real life: 2
How long you been playing on Argonath?8 years and 30 months
How active are you? i am on 24 hours a day 7 days a week
How much criminal experience do you have? i killed a cop
Reasons for joining Gvardia? cuz i want to shoot people
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? what is rp?
What things are you specialized in?killing and sex
Have you read ALL Gvardia Mob rules?:no
Do you understand our rules of roleplay, dividing OOC/IC, brackets, spelling in IC chat, etc?: no
If accepted, what will your name be with _GvardiaT tag? duno
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are. I was sad so i bought an icecream then i was happy again so i killed a freecop

Cool, we have a funny guy, seems like you think youre funny, more than likely one of those ban evaders, get a life and pissoff, thanks. 

[Carnage264]

Cool, we have a funny guy, seems like you think youre funny, more than likely one of those ban evaders, get a life and pissoff, thanks. 

Thats him told lol..

[Argoplayer]

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name: Joe_West
In-Game Age:24
Age in real life:15
List previous names you used:Tom_Stracci
How long you been playing on Argonath?11 months. 3 months of inactivity.
Do you have license and passport? Yes i do.
List assets you own(house,car,bizz): 1,2mil and a Sultan.
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who? Nah.
How active are you? Now I am online 5-14 hours.
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? About 15:00 to 2:00
How much criminal experience do you have? 9/10
Reasons for joining Gvardia? Because i want to feel the advanced roleplay in SAN FIERRO, And i heard it got updated like grammar use and such.And i also like validations to shoot and kill.
Your opinion on your RP knowledge?Like 10/10.
What things are you specialized in?Roleplaying,
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in:Stracci.
Have you read ALL Gvardia Mob rules?: Yes.
Do you understand our rules of roleplay, dividing OOC/IC, brackets, spelling in IC chat, etc?: Yes.
If accepted, what will your name be with _GvardiaT tag? Joe_GvardiaT ( If accepted to AV the [AVt]Joe_Gvardia(T)
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are: I was born on a cold day, 1988 in Los Santos, When i was like 10 years old I started to steal stuff and money.
When i got to age of 15 i went to jail for murdering my step-father.I got alot of trouble in school too, fights,
beating up kids and the guys to picked on me.
But i finished school, I was so happy because I got hired to work in a Ice Cream shop.
As i got 20 years old I met some guys from Gvardia.They told me everything about what the do and what
they are planning to do.
I attempted to join it, but I wasn't too loyal(Not true, it's just in this story).So when years pass I thinked I
needed a new start.
I moved from Los Santos to San Fierro, Near the Gvardia Mafia Headquarters...
I own a hotel room at the moment actually....But i will buy a house in San Fierro because I got the money now.



Number of Characters: 882.

Bump.

[Devin]

Bump.

If you think that that app is worth bumping, you may have a problem, your story is way to short, make a better one then reapply.

[Raykaza]

Well too late but Gratz to us for Best Criminal group 2009!

[Argoplayer]

If you think that that app is worth bumping, you may have a problem, your story is way to short, make a better one then reapply.

Like i said earlier, i will make a decent character story soon.

[Antonio.]

Like i said earlier, i will make a decent character story soon.

There is no " I will make the story later" make it now or don't bother posting an application, simple as that.

[Leon.]

First few pages of story... (handwritten first)

WHEN I HAVE IN LSPD I KILL ALL

Just kidding.

Introduction
They know who I am. They know what I am, what I'm capable of, and most of all, they know whose name I live under. I'm 25 years old, born February 22, 1985 at Queens, San Fierro. My birth was said to be a sacred but dangerous miracle to the family. To protect my mother, we set guards all over town. Why, people asked, would you need protection at birth? The answer is simple. I'm born under the Don's name, Cofiliano. To the enemy, I was another threat arising in the area, the city, and yes, the state. My name is Leon Gvardia, and welcome to my fucking life.

December 25, 1998
Merry Christmas. That's what people say at Christmas, only they have someone to say it to. And they aren't laying in an abandoned wooden cabin under a tree, head in their knees, and shivering cold. I ran away the night before. I had watched a full-fledged war outside my residence. It was the worst thing I had every seen at the time. I had nothing but the clothes on my ass, a bucket, a hunting knife, and an old Deringer pistol, loaded in each barrel with a .41 bullet (note reference picture A at the bottom). It wasn't the best gun, if not, probably the worst. It fits in a grown man's palm, it's so small. I kept 18 bullets in my back pocket. I looked at my knife and watched my life coagulate at the metal hilt. It was only then when I realized I was born to kill. I sat up with my gun in my hand and ran to my Quad bike, gifted from my father until I could legally drive. I rushed home as fast as I could. As I passed the bridge near Mount Chiliad, I came to a stop. And elderly man was being beaten by an obviously stronger man. I walked up casually.
"What the fuck is going on?"
"Fuck off kid, before you get hurt," the man said in a scruffy, deep voice. It came to me again that I was born for a reason. When the man snorted, spat, and turned back around, I positioned my pistol into shooting position. I held it sideways to make both barrels shoot, cocked back the hammer slowly, making a slow click. When he turned around at me, I pulled the trigger right then and there. He dropped, both eyes a bloody mess. Both bullets of each barrel shot dead on target.
I'm too good at this, I thought. The elderly man crawled to my feet, and thanked me in as many ways as possible.
"Thank you, kid! God bless ya', son! God bless ya'!" He was nearly crying at my feet. I walked to the man I shot dead, grabbed his arms, and dragged him to the river. I tossed him in and watched as the current swept him down the river into the sea. I returned and helped the beaten elder man up. He thanked me again. I smiled.
"Courtesy of Gvardia," I said. I loaded the two barrels of the gun with fresh new bullets, put the gun in my sleeve, and walked to my bike.
"Son, I never caught your name." He obviously wasn't from my town, judging by his accent and vocabulary. I looked over my shoulder.
"My name is Gvardia. Leon Gvardia." I turned back around and sat on my Quad. I looked once more. The man was actually crying. I almost cried myself. I kicked into gear, and drove into town.

December 26, 1998 - 1:32 AM
I arrived home and saw my father sitting at the bar, drinking some mixed drink I couldn't identify. My hands were in my pockets.
"Get your hands out of your pockets and look at me, son." I obeyed, took my hands out, and looked at him. He stood up, walked to me, and held my hands up by the wrists loosely. He smelled them.
"What'd you shoot?" He was dead serious.
"Old crook by the bridge. I saved a man's life." His face loosened up, and he dropped my hands.
"Don't worry, father. He was just a small-town thug."
"Good. We need those idiot pricks out of my city," he said. "Take a seat, I want to talk to you." I sat in the single person cushioned chair across from where he sat.
"I understand why you ran. Look, I want you to know that you don't have to be apart of the mafia if you don't want to. It is all up to you, but I want you to understand while you are making your decision, that if you live by the gun, you're three times as likely to die by the gun. Tell me your decision tomorrow. Capiche?"
"Yes, sir," I replied. I went through the halls to my bedroom. I laid there, thinking. It took me ten seconds to decide.
Live by the gun, and die by the gun.

January 1, 2001. 5:00AM
It was training time. I was sleeping, when he went into my room, turned the lights on, and threw keys onto my chest.
"The hell, Dad?"
"Come on. You're drivin'." My heart was pounding. Driving a Quad was self explanatory, but a full-sized car? Regardless, I got up and dressed. I walked out my room and grabbed my coat. I put it on as I made my way to the exit. When I made my way out, a car was parked. I looked at it.
"A Sabre? A Sabre of all cars!?"
"You aren't fucking up my car, so I got this junk." The car was rusty and scratched. I was afraid to even start it, let alone touch it. I opened the door and got in. I adjusted the seat right, moved it forward for the sake of my arms, and elevated the seat slightly. I put the keys in the ignition and waited for my dad to enter. Once he shut the door, he spoke.
"Drive." With that, I braced myself and turned the key. I held it until the loud roar of the engine came. I was surprised to find out the engine ran very smoothly, only really loud, and I loved loud engines.
"Remember this at all times: gas on the right, brakes on the left," he told me. "And if you need to do a slide, need to stop as soon as possible, or just want to blow some smoke, hand brake is right next to you." I looked. It was encased in brown leather.
"Oh, and, watch your gas every now and then. Eyes on the road, and predict the worse." I understood and pressed the grass progressively, listening to the engine get louder as speed increased, and listened to the engine as gears changed."
"Get to the PNS."
"What?"
"Pay 'n' spray," he replied.
I made a sharp turn right too fast.
"Brake before you turn damnit! You don't want to slam into a fucking wall!" I didn't reply, but I listened. I hit the gas again, let it go, lightly tapped the brakes, and made a clear left. MY dad smiled. I came up to another turn. I made a right-left swerve turn into the driveway to the garage.
"close your eyes, son." I did so, questioning my safety. I heard the passenger door open, some money wrinkling and chinging, and a few buttons being pressed. The door shut, and I heard the whiz of many machines moving. I heard screws being turned in, spraying, and felt myself feel heavier, then lighter as soon as it came, then back to normal. I instantly knew this sensation of me going up and back down. My dad nudged me to open my eyes. I looked at the hood, and saw a really nice paint job. My mouth gaped. Most of the body was orange, with two black stripes across the top all the way from front to back. Strangely enough, there were even roll-bars inside the car. These were designed to protect the inhabitants of the car in case of any frame damage. It was then when I realized why we got them, and the bad-ass paintjob. No one can drive without style.
"I want you to assume you're being chased. Drive throughout town as fast as possible. Make any possible stunt jumps, short-cuts, turns in alley ways, or even hop a bridge. Consider that your car is slower than most others. Now drive." I shifted into reverse, came out, went into drive, and drove out of the lot. I listened to the progressive roar. It got me pumped big time. I cut through the construction area, went up a broken house foundation, and hopped a small shack. I turned a soft right, saw an alley, and went through.

And I left the rest at school.

[Antonio.]

Nice story. 309 characters you got at the moment I believe
Post Merge: April 29, 2010, 11:25:30 pmOh and nice story leon