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

[Leon.]

he'll learn when he gets more experienced :p

i hope

[Candy_Mayne]

never fart in shower with woman...

Best advice

"sir"

are you literally sucking his dick

Sory mike ssir miker sir sory niker niker niker sory sir sory sir

[Biggo2]

Best adviceSory mike ssir miker sir sory niker niker niker sory sir sory sir

ur beter be or im will coming ovor urer fece

[Alfreddo.]

Candy..
Change ur Signature I got a nightmare...

Bundy <3

[Bundy]

Candy..
Change ur Signature I got a nightmare...

Bundy <3

why u give me a <3 i have nothing to do wid this sir!!! :flame:

[Jeremy.]

Cut this fucking bullshit.

[zloca]

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name: zloca
In-Game Age: 24
Age in real life: 18
List previous names you used: Benjamin_Thorpe ; Stefan.
How long you been playing on Argonath? since 10th of August 2012.
Do you have license and passport? Yes.
List assets you own(house,car,bizz): House(at Palisades, San Fierro) ; Car(Huntley, Admiral)
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who? Yes, by Alen_Gvardia.
How active are you? Playing few hours per day.
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? CET+1
How much criminal experience do you have? I have a lot of criminal experience. As soon as I started playing I'm criminal.
Reasons for joining Gvardia? I like the family, I have friends in there, disciplined and skilled guys.
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? I think that I have a pretty good knowledge of RP and that I can stay cold in every situation.
What things are you specialized in? Making drug deals is my favourite job, as well as RP-ing with my friends.
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in: Never been in any of these.
Have you read ALL Gvardia Mob rules?: Yes.
Do you understand our rules of roleplay, NOT USING for those without brains:/IC, not using brackets, spelling in chat, etc?: Yes.
If accepted, what will your name be with _GvardiaT tag? Stefan_GvardiaT
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are.
(character story must be 500 words or more)

I  -  Who is Zloca?

Stefan Knezevic, also known as Zloca due to his explosive behaviour, was born on the 10th of April, 1989.Stefan's father was a dirty man which used to be drunk or high most of the time, he lived on benefits of the government and let his wife work. On the age of 22, Stefan was at school, a normal day, until something went totally wrong. One of his classmates, also considered his nemesis, was picking on him again. His name was Tariq. Tariq was of Arab descent, and as he was afraid of being picked on due to his own foreign origin, he decided to defend himself by bullying others. Stefan was a quiet person, not really what you would call a ''talker''. Stefan never picked a fight first, but when he felt he was in danger, he became a fighter. This is the story of Zloca:


II  -  The fight

''Hey, bighead, where are you going!'' – Tariq shouted to Stefan. As Stefan didn't like to be called names, he simply ignored Tariq's call. ''Hey! I'm talking to you, f**ker!'' – As Stefan didn't want to be called more names he decided to react on Tariq:  ''Yes? What's it?''. ''Are you deaf or something? Next time react at first, moron!'' Tariq said and poked his friend Damir while chuckling. ''Well, my name is Stefan, can you please call me like that?'' Stefan said with a bit of a shaky voice, knowing he could've better not said that. Tariq approached him with his two other comrades behind him and immediatly seized Stefan by the throat while he made a fist out of his right hand. ''What did you say, cunt?!'' – ''Just don't call m..-'' before Stefan could finish his sentence, he felt an intense pain under his left eye, Tariq just punched him with full strength. ''Ahhh! What are you doing?!'' Stefan screamed out of pain. ''Want another one?! Eh!?'' – Tariq made a motion that seemed like another punch and Stefan tried to duck, but he couldn't as Tariq's left hand was still holding his throat. ''Man, just let me go, I only asked you to not call me names!'' Stefan said, still suffering from the pain on his left cheek. ''Your money. Give me all your money.'' Tariq said with a bit calmer voice, not trying to attract too much attention from bystanders, even though the situation happened behind the schoolbuilding, after schooltime. ''Are you serious? Dude, it's my money!'' Stefan said with a serious voice. Tariq's friends Cedomir and Damir came closer to Stefan and surrounded him, each on one of Stefan's sides. ''Last time, give me all your money.'' – Tariq said with a very chilly voice. ''No, I'm not givin..-'' Stefan got a low-kick from Damir on his right side before finishing his sentence. ''Ahh! What the..-'' Cedomir punched Stefan on the left side of his ribs. ''AHH!! STOP!!'' – Tariq threw Stefan on the ground and gave him a kick. Stefan felt other punches and kicks being given to him, on all sorts of places. Stefan lost his clear sight and all became black in his eyes. He waited until he felt it was the moment, automatically turned around, ran out of the encirclement and got himself into a kick-boxing fight stance. The three bullies approached him very slowly, trying to get him on the floor again by giving him cheap kicks from as much distance as possible. The three knew they couldn't beat Stefan alone, as he was physically stonger. Cedomir tried giving Stefan a left hook while Tariq kicked him from the left side. Stefan waited for the second punch to be thrown by Cedomir, he dodged and countered the punch instantly, on the temple, Cedomir fell on the floor. Damir tried to jump Stefan instantly but Stefan managed to dodge the jump and gave Damir a kick to the ribs. Damir immediatly grabbed his ribcage and started tripping backwards, slowly backing off and started running. Stefan turned his aim to Tariq as he was the only bully remaining on his feet. Cedomir was trying to stand up, but as Stefan's hit on his temple really brought him out of consciousness, he kept tripping over himself and falling. Tariq looked around, his lip started shaking and he started running as fast as he could. Stefan grabbed his backpack from the ground and walked home. He heard Tariq screaming: ''I won't forget this, it ain't over!!'' – Stefan completely ignored him and walked home.



III  -  The phonecall

Two years passed after the big fight Stefan had. Tariq got moved to another school after the school dean found out about Tariq's activity. Stefan was having a good life, people admired him after they heard about his fight. People at school gave him the nickname ''Zloca'' and made punching motions when they saw him walk in the corridor. Stefan was happy he didn't get bullied for a change and people actually liked him. After another great day at school Stefan came back home to find the home empty. He sat on the couch and turned on the TV. He zapped to a programme he liked until the phone started ringing. He walked towards the phone and picked it up. ''Knezevic here, hello?''. ''Hey bighead, you have any last words for your dad?'' – Stefan's heart skipped a beat and he felt he was losing his consciousness. He could notice the voice was Tariq's as he heard an Arabic accent. ''TARIQ, LET HIM GO!'' – Stefan got so furious he screamed until his voice was changing from tone. ''I guess those were the last words then.. Ha-ha..'' Tariq said and put his phone on the ground. ''TARIQ, TARIQ!!! TAR..-'' – Stefan heard a loud sound and in a fraction of a second Stefan noticed it was a gunshot, short after the sound he heard the beeping sound as Tariq hung up the phone. Stefan's eyes became big and he dropped the phone on the floor. He fell on his knees and started crying. He never cried as hard as he did now.


IIII  -  The Gvardia Family

A few months after Stefan's father got murdered and the funeral had took place, Stefan got a call from his closest friend, Alen. Alen was known for his criminal activity and some knew he was part of the Slavic mafia, Gvardija. Alen knew Stefan like his own brother and knew about the situation with his father. Alen offered him to join Gvardija in their journey and promised him he could get revenge on Tariq and would be able to take everybody down who ever hurted him. After long thinking and struggling, Stefan decided to accept Alen's offer and wrote a letter to the Gvardia residence at Queens, San Fierro 90775, hoping on a positive response from the family leaders.
This is the story of Stefan ''Zloca'' Knezevic.

[zipp3r]

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name: zloca
In-Game Age: 24
Age in real life: 18
List previous names you used: Benjamin_Thorpe ; Stefan.
How long you been playing on Argonath? since 10th of August 2012.
Do you have license and passport? Yes.
List assets you own(house,car,bizz): House(at Palisades, San Fierro) ; Car(Huntley, Admiral)
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who? Yes, by Alen_Gvardia.
How active are you? Playing few hours per day.
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? CET+1
How much criminal experience do you have? I have a lot of criminal experience. As soon as I started playing I'm criminal.
Reasons for joining Gvardia? I like the family, I have friends in there, disciplined and skilled guys.
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? I think that I have a pretty good knowledge of RP and that I can stay cold in every situation.
What things are you specialized in? Making drug deals is my favourite job, as well as RP-ing with my friends.
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in: Never been in any of these.
Have you read ALL Gvardia Mob rules?: Yes.
Do you understand our rules of roleplay, NOT USING for those without brains:/IC, not using brackets, spelling in chat, etc?: Yes.
If accepted, what will your name be with _GvardiaT tag? Stefan_GvardiaT
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are.
(character story must be 500 words or more)

I  -  Who is Zloca?

Stefan Knezevic, also known as Zloca due to his explosive behaviour, was born on the 10th of April, 1989.Stefan's father was a dirty man which used to be drunk or high most of the time, he lived on benefits of the government and let his wife work. On the age of 22, Stefan was at school, a normal day, until something went totally wrong. One of his classmates, also considered his nemesis, was picking on him again. His name was Tariq. Tariq was of Arab descent, and as he was afraid of being picked on due to his own foreign origin, he decided to defend himself by bullying others. Stefan was a quiet person, not really what you would call a ''talker''. Stefan never picked a fight first, but when he felt he was in danger, he became a fighter. This is the story of Zloca:


II  -  The fight

''Hey, bighead, where are you going!'' – Tariq shouted to Stefan. As Stefan didn't like to be called names, he simply ignored Tariq's call. ''Hey! I'm talking to you, f**ker!'' – As Stefan didn't want to be called more names he decided to react on Tariq:  ''Yes? What's it?''. ''Are you deaf or something? Next time react at first, moron!'' Tariq said and poked his friend Damir while chuckling. ''Well, my name is Stefan, can you please call me like that?'' Stefan said with a bit of a shaky voice, knowing he could've better not said that. Tariq approached him with his two other comrades behind him and immediatly seized Stefan by the throat while he made a fist out of his right hand. ''What did you say, cunt?!'' – ''Just don't call m..-'' before Stefan could finish his sentence, he felt an intense pain under his left eye, Tariq just punched him with full strength. ''Ahhh! What are you doing?!'' Stefan screamed out of pain. ''Want another one?! Eh!?'' – Tariq made a motion that seemed like another punch and Stefan tried to duck, but he couldn't as Tariq's left hand was still holding his throat. ''Man, just let me go, I only asked you to not call me names!'' Stefan said, still suffering from the pain on his left cheek. ''Your money. Give me all your money.'' Tariq said with a bit calmer voice, not trying to attract too much attention from bystanders, even though the situation happened behind the schoolbuilding, after schooltime. ''Are you serious? Dude, it's my money!'' Stefan said with a serious voice. Tariq's friends Cedomir and Damir came closer to Stefan and surrounded him, each on one of Stefan's sides. ''Last time, give me all your money.'' – Tariq said with a very chilly voice. ''No, I'm not givin..-'' Stefan got a low-kick from Damir on his right side before finishing his sentence. ''Ahh! What the..-'' Cedomir punched Stefan on the left side of his ribs. ''AHH!! STOP!!'' – Tariq threw Stefan on the ground and gave him a kick. Stefan felt other punches and kicks being given to him, on all sorts of places. Stefan lost his clear sight and all became black in his eyes. He waited until he felt it was the moment, automatically turned around, ran out of the encirclement and got himself into a kick-boxing fight stance. The three bullies approached him very slowly, trying to get him on the floor again by giving him cheap kicks from as much distance as possible. The three knew they couldn't beat Stefan alone, as he was physically stonger. Cedomir tried giving Stefan a left hook while Tariq kicked him from the left side. Stefan waited for the second punch to be thrown by Cedomir, he dodged and countered the punch instantly, on the temple, Cedomir fell on the floor. Damir tried to jump Stefan instantly but Stefan managed to dodge the jump and gave Damir a kick to the ribs. Damir immediatly grabbed his ribcage and started tripping backwards, slowly backing off and started running. Stefan turned his aim to Tariq as he was the only bully remaining on his feet. Cedomir was trying to stand up, but as Stefan's hit on his temple really brought him out of consciousness, he kept tripping over himself and falling. Tariq looked around, his lip started shaking and he started running as fast as he could. Stefan grabbed his backpack from the ground and walked home. He heard Tariq screaming: ''I won't forget this, it ain't over!!'' – Stefan completely ignored him and walked home.



III  -  The phonecall

Two years passed after the big fight Stefan had. Tariq got moved to another school after the school dean found out about Tariq's activity. Stefan was having a good life, people admired him after they heard about his fight. People at school gave him the nickname ''Zloca'' and made punching motions when they saw him walk in the corridor. Stefan was happy he didn't get bullied for a change and people actually liked him. After another great day at school Stefan came back home to find the home empty. He sat on the couch and turned on the TV. He zapped to a programme he liked until the phone started ringing. He walked towards the phone and picked it up. ''Knezevic here, hello?''. ''Hey bighead, you have any last words for your dad?'' – Stefan's heart skipped a beat and he felt he was losing his consciousness. He could notice the voice was Tariq's as he heard an Arabic accent. ''TARIQ, LET HIM GO!'' – Stefan got so furious he screamed until his voice was changing from tone. ''I guess those were the last words then.. Ha-ha..'' Tariq said and put his phone on the ground. ''TARIQ, TARIQ!!! TAR..-'' – Stefan heard a loud sound and in a fraction of a second Stefan noticed it was a gunshot, short after the sound he heard the beeping sound as Tariq hung up the phone. Stefan's eyes became big and he dropped the phone on the floor. He fell on his knees and started crying. He never cried as hard as he did now.


IIII  -  The Gvardia Family

A few months after Stefan's father got murdered and the funeral had took place, Stefan got a call from his closest friend, Alen. Alen was known for his criminal activity and some knew he was part of the Slavic mafia, Gvardija. Alen knew Stefan like his own brother and knew about the situation with his father. Alen offered him to join Gvardija in their journey and promised him he could get revenge on Tariq and would be able to take everybody down who ever hurted him. After long thinking and struggling, Stefan decided to accept Alen's offer and wrote a letter to the Gvardia residence at Queens, San Fierro 90775, hoping on a positive response from the family leaders.
This is the story of Stefan ''Zloca'' Knezevic.

maj bradr from andr madr xdxdxdxdxdd gud lak

[Bundy]

Good luck Zloca, nice story.

[Candy_Mayne]

Best app I've seen in a while. Good luck.

[Malik.]

Best app I've seen in a while. Good luck.

[Borus]

Gvardia Mob Application

Your application has been accepted. You are now a trial member on "prove yourself" period and may now put '_GvardiaT' in your name. Make sure you read the whole topic (first page) and study all the information thoroughly. Ask an administrator in-game to give you permission to change name unless you want to pay $10,000 at City Hall. Don't disappoint us. Signed, This post was approved by Antonio.

[Malik.]

<app>

Congrats!

[Biggo2]

maj bradr from andr madr xdxdxdxdxdd gud lak

you try too much. the fact is, since i said this, you should take this into consideration and be more aware of when you try to be funny.

[Bundy]

yes, your application was shit.