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

[Antonio.]

Yo.

[Cofiliano]

Yo.

Yo, sup?

[AlexStruck]

Yo.

Get your brother unbanned.

What's up Cofi?

[RafaDK]

Hey, Toni. How are you?

[Donnie]

Yo.

Holla, howdy? 
Post Merge: April 15, 2011, 04:49:51 pm

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name:[AF]Manos_Marlen
In-Game Age: 25
Age in real life: 16
List previous names you used: [GA]Manos.,Manos.,[AF]Manos_McMallen,[R9]Manos_McMallen,[AF]Manos_McMallen,[AF]Manos_Stracci,[AF]Manos_Marlen,[AF]Manos_Gvardia
How long you been playing on Argonath? 10 months,from 2-5-2010
Do you have license and passport? Y/Y
List assets you own(house,car,bizz)I have one house at idlewood,Sultan,NRG,Helicopter,One HQ at SF (Bistro)
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who?No
How active are you? 4 hours per day
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? 17:00 to 23:00 CET +1 and at weekends at mornings.
How much criminal experience do you have? I'm always a criminal.
Reasons for joining Gvardia?Powerfull and I want more experience with criminal life.
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? Good.
What things are you specialized in? Driving,Shooting.
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in: Marlen-R9-Stracci-GA
Have you read ALL Gvardia Mob rules?: Yes
Do you understand our rules of roleplay, dividing OOC/IC, brackets, spelling in IC chat, etc?: Yea
If accepted, what will your name be with _GvardiaT tag? [AF]Manos_GvardiaT
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are.
(character story must be 500 words or more)Manos was born in Palamino creek,when he became 15 years old his father forced to work with him,Manos's Father was drug dealer,They moved to Idlewood for better communication.After many deals with other addicted guys,Police busted him.5 Years ago from his prison finally Manos is free back in town to roll.His family bought a house at Idlewood between ballas and grove niggas it was dangerous area but there were so many addicted guys to weed and heroin,He used to chill at Gas Station 9,He met so many blacks,he became a bit famous,He used to hang out with inferno 9 gang,He met Uninhibited they became a good friends,He loaned him money to take a bizz,Unin was a brother for manos.One guy named Richard saw his actions,he told him to roll with him,One day at Grove street they did tax on grove guys,they denied the tax and they started to shoot at them,one guy named Charlie saved Manos's life,He met with Richard too,Richard after 3 years died from a guy,his name unknown but he was from corleone criminal family.They were like brothers.Manos for Richard's memory, will take revenge,After 1 year one stracci member told him to help him to join the criminal family and kill some grove's guys.Manos accepted, he wanted money to become a big guy.Manos won a lotto he become rich when he became rich,he rolled alone.Manos met a girl with name Isabelle,she was from San Fierro,too far from Los Santos but Manos was in love with her,He decided to go to San Fierro.After some time Manos become Drug Dealer again.One guy order him 45K heroin Manos had only 2K - he told some friends to help him,The price was too big,When dealing was going to done,he stole the money and left away he moved to Chinatown for his safety.The guy  who Manos stole  the money wanted to take revenge, killed his girlfriend,Manos was roll in garcia and downtown,one day there was a party at Jizz's club he went with friends one guy from gvardia family offered him a job,he gave him only a phone number and a name "Marcos",that guy wanted to kill Marcos,he gave him only 10,000$.Manos accepted and tried to learn more details for him,he was undercover member of corleone's family,He killed him,as he wanted revenge,he bought a NRG-500 and a sultan,He started to roll with rich guys and more,he continued to kill and rob guys for the money,3 months his grandpa died from cancer,he Heritaged a ware house at LV
5 months ago,he has got a big deal with mexicans,they tried to kill him after a big shootout,Manos survived but his soul hungered for revenge,Someone information him that these mexicans was from straccis - he started to think how to take revenge from them,He contacted Ancelotti's Don but he denied because stracci was his ally,he continued to roll alone until learned about Gvardia family,He saw they are powerfull and have a lot of members in it and They are enemies with them and he wanted a good chance to join them to take his revenge back for that they have done on him.

Your application has been accepted. Welcome back to the family, Manos. You have been accepted as a full member. You may now add "_Gvardia" in your name. We gave you another chance, do not dissapoint us. Ask admin IG to give you permission to changename unless you want to pay 10k in the city hall. Signed Donnie_Gvardia Gvardia Capo by the allowance of Don Cofiliano Gvardia.

[Manoleas]

Thank you guys.
Promise is promise

[Dave_Newton]

OOC:

Hey Gvardias good to see your Family is still alive and powerful as in the good old days. Just for your information the Colombo Family is, almost, all the Ex-Koltsovs members (Rint, I, Luigi, Ilak, Tony etc...).

We hope to Roleplay with you soon again.

Peace.




IC:

* Dave_Newton writes a letter to Cofilliano.

Dear Cofilliano,

Today we had some troubles with your Family. One of your men tried to kidnap one of mine then later you asked me why one of my men tried to rob Donnie but I don't know if it hapenned after or earlier the kidnapping attempt.

I'd like to apologize in the name of my Family for this misunderstanding. We'd like you to forget this accident and stay neutral if possible for the moment.


Signed,
Alex_Colombo

[verdanrs]

                                                  ZA COFIJA
DANAS SE OSECAM BOLJE,DANAS MI SUNCE SJA,OPET CE PUSITI BORCUU JALIJA CARSIJSKA LAFO HORDE ZLA....HEJ HEJ HEJ HORDE ZLA SU GEJ I CINE SVEEEEEE DA TAKO OSTANE


Xaxaxa inace za sve ovo je uzeto is pjesme Dine Merlina Danas sam ok Borcevi navijaci je pjevali navijacima Sarajeva lafo Hordama zla

[RafaDK]

Weird. :P

[Leon.]

I got bored during study hall, couldn't sleep, so I let my imagination go wild. Note that I didn't even bother to proofread, so mistakes are likely.


     The operation was to be swift, simple, and efficient. Or so I thought at first. All I had to do was put the blade in his throat quickly, silently, and out of sight. In, slice, out. Simple.

     I stood in front of the neon-illuminated club, looking at the door.
     "Remember, get in, cut him, get out," one of the men with me said. "If shit goes wrong, your backup crew will be on stand-by outside." I nodded. I look at my Kevlar-reinforced tuxedo jacket, straightened it, made sure the concealed weapon was truly concealed, and looked at the club illuminating the night. The outside was a graveyard of cars; the inside was a haven for party-goers. I took a deep breath and started towards the door. As I neared the door, I extended my arm, ready to push the door open. Time seemed to slow down to a near stand-still as my hand got closer to the door and every step I took. Closer, closer, slower, slower. Then, finally, as my hand pushed the door open and the club lights came into view, time sped back up. I stared at the opposite side of the club as I walked in.
     "Welcome," I heard a voice say.
     "Thanks," I said, almost as if I didn't even make my own mouth move. My legs made their own way around the bar, between the chairs, through the few groups of people, across the club, and into the entrance of the VIP room.
     "You can't go in there," a man said. I didn't even look at him; my eyes didn't even want to look at him. My legsm ade their way right past him as my hand made its way inside of my tuxedo jacket and into the pocket containing the concealed silenced pistol. My hand pulled it out, and without even looking at the target, fired directly into the man's head. The jacketed hollow point bullet seemed to exit the barrel in slow motion as it made its way towards his head. Closer, closer it got. Slower, slower. The bullet went into his forehead and came out the other side of his head; a strange occurrence, really, since jacketed hollow points are not designed for penetration. Brain matter and blood flew out of his head as the bullet practically shotgunned its way out of his skull. My eyes didn't see it directly, but it could easily be seen out of the corner of my eye. My legs walked around the corner and up the stairs. Upon reaching near the top, my eyes spotted a number of people. My arm raised and my finger rapidly pulled the trigger, almost instinctively. My arm changed position extremely quickly between shots. The bullets nailed their mark in near-slow motion just as they began to recognize my presence. The gun quickly ran out of ammo, so my hand let it drop to the floor and pulled a knife out of the tuxedo jacket in a quick-smooth fashion. The knife was made of absolutely pure diamond, and amongst the engraved floral-vine designs were the letters "Црна рука." The diamond blade was sharp enough to have its weight alone cut through flesh like a katana slicing a gelatin block. One man had charged me, attempting to swing his fist at my head. My legs crouched me down, causing the punch to miss, then followed by springing back up. My hand flipped the blade upside-down, and while my legs gave some push, my arm swung the blade upwards into his neck. The blade came out the other side completely clean of blood. The man looked at me with a look of extreme fear and terror as he slowly touched his neck where I sliced with his fingers. My eyes stared at his, seemingly feeling nor showing any signs of any emotion. His eyes flooded the look of terror. Apparently ages later, the originally clean, near-invisible slice in his neck began to drip blood. Almost as quickly as the dripping began, blood sprayed in short bursts. His blood-covered hands still on his neck and the eyes of terror still looking at my eyes, he slowly fell to his knees. He froze in place, blood still seeping out from underneath his hands. My eyes released their lock on the bleeding man and looked at the men a dozen paces behind him. Their looks were that of absolute disgust and terror. After a moment of staring, my foot kicked the bleeding man onto his side. He no longer moved. In almost a bullet-time fashion, the other men began to draw handguns from their jackets. An almost involuntary reaction took place, causing my hands to take my bullet-proofed tuxedo jacket off of me and throw it into the direction of the men. By the time they had finally pulled their guns out, the bullet-proof jacket was already in mid-air. They immediately began shooting at the jacket, not even knowing what they were doing. I followed close behind as they continued to shoot at the jacket in front of me. When it started to get dangerously close to the men, my legs shifted to the side, leapt forward, and got directly behind the three men that were previously shooting. My hand, still holding the knife upside-down, stabbed the first man on the side in the side of the neck, another one directly in between the vertebrae in his neck, and began to go for the last man's back. My hand stopped short of his back. The point of the knife barely touched him. The bodies of the men next to him fell to the ground before him.
     "Holy shit," he said in a high pitched, quiet, and fearful voice.
     "Die," my mouth whispered grimly. My arm pushed at the knife, causing it to plunge into the man's back. Right as the hilt of the handle of the knife hit his back, he grunted slightly, then paused. My leg raised him and kicked him off of the blade. He laid on the ground, motionless, amongst a dozen or so bodies and a blood splattered room. My eye-lids began to get very heavy. The world around me started to spin.
     "Xivilai, come in," a voice over my communcation radio said. The spinning world began to dim.
     "Xivilai, I heard shots! You alright in there? Xivilai!" I heard my name repeated over and over again.
     "Xivilai, I'm sending in backup!" Suddenly, as the world rushed before my eyes, everything turned pitch black.
...
...
     "Is he dead?" I faintly heard in a whispering voice.
     "No! How the fuck could he be dead?" I began to open my eyes. Everything was extremely bright. The whiteness of the world seemed to be completely blinding.
     "He's waking up! Xivilai! You there?" I let my head limply fall over on its side. The pillow was so comfy...so cool...
     "Hey! Xivilai? Xivilai-"
     "Yeah, yeah, shut up, I hear you," I said in a low, weak voice. I slightly opened my eyes some more, though I still couldn't see a thing. What the  hell happened at the club? Was I even in control of myself?
     "Xivilai, you were fucking possessed or something," I heard a voice say. "You tore that place apart." I could faintly see some things, including three men. I was laying in a bed, but I had no idea where.
     "What the hell happened?" I asked in a weak voice.
     "My son," I heard a familiar voice say, "you didn't do what I asked you to do." I knew that tone of voice anywhere, the voice of 'I am disappointed.' "Instead of silently killing the selected target, you absolutely destroyed everyone and everything in the club."
     "I-... I'm sorry-"
     "No, don't be sorry," he interrupted. "Not only did you kill our selected target, you killed his superior, his subordinates, his right-hand man, and his fellow chairmen. Congratulations. You, single-handedly, just wiped out an entire family." My father's face came into view amongst the extremely bright lighting. He knelt at the side of my bed, just simply smiling. I weakly smiled back and closed my eyes.
     "Rest easy, son. Rest easy. You'll need it for tomorrow." Sirens could be clearly heard in the distance. "You'll definitely need it."

[Antonio.]

Yo, sup?

Nothing bro, haven't gotten to talk to you in a while. Been busy

Get your brother unbanned.

What's up Cofi?

You don't care about me getting unbanned 'eh .

Hey, Toni. How are you?

Good you know, being out of game for a while isn't a bad thing at all.

Holla, howdy? 

What's up Donnie?
I am able to make an unban request now, so maybe I will be unbanned soon.

[Biggo2]

Mike why you copying my Rambo gifs on signature and avatar make up your own style...an about the Rambo
    thing....IM THE ONLY  :m4: RAMBO :sig: HERE!!!!

Go fuck yourself.

You only named yourself Rambo because you THINK you can deathmatch.

NIGGA' I GOT IT ON WITH EXCLUSIVE AND RAFADK













pokemon ftw

[Danny_Leo]

@ Xvilai read the whole thing, just awesome i pictured it in my head like a movie scene.

[Leon.]

@ Xvilai read the whole thing, just awesome i pictured it in my head like a movie scene.

ikr

[Eugene]

Donald Trump -
"There is an old riddle: Five frogs were sitting on a log. Four decided to jump off. How many were left? Answer: Five. Why? Because there's a difference between deciding and doing."

haha some motivational bull to success i found