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

[Leon.]

Ok, now I have plenty of time. The only thing I left out last night was the story; 'tis now complete.
I also added one thing to things I specialize in.

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name: MetalLuigiX
In-Game Age: 22
Age in real life: 14
List previous names you used: [RCA]MetalLuigiX, [Grove]LuigiX
How long you been playing on Argonath? 3 months
Do you have license and passport? yes
List assets you own(house,car,bizz) None, but might get a house soon
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who? Yes, by Ibrahim, but he quit
How active are you? Rather active, when I don't get stuffed with homework
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? None exactly... but always sometime after 3:50, excluding weekends
How much criminal experience do you have? Quite a bit. When the adrenaline pumps, I get it going good.
Reasons for joining Gvardia? To feel protected, to belong, to be able to trust, to be able to be trusted, and to be able to participate in such an interesting mob.
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? Great
What things are you specialized in? Driving, shooting, drive-by's, drug dealing, threatening, pretending to be something I'm not.
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in: Grove (was unofficial)
Have you read ALL Gvardia Mob rules?: Yes
If accepted, what will your name be with _GvardiaT tag? LuigiX_GvardiaT (If it doesn't fit, I'll get rid of the X)
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are.
(character story must be 500 words or more)

Born in Los Santos, I was accustomed to lawfulness. I lived with my parents, who were between upper and middle class, who had jobs they actually enjoyed. I had done very well in school and was rarely punished by my parents. That was, until I turned 12. That very day I turned 12, I ran away from home. Why should I? Corrupt cops came in without a warrant and took most of our belongings. I couldn't take it, as I was so used to such a perfect little area. While I ran away, I found out what happened in the outside war. People die, drugs are used, people shout, people fight, people die. Those three months were the worst of my life. In those three months, I could have killed someone. Or better yet myself.

As Christmas approached, I though it was time to go back home. But I didn't. I thought, why should I ruin their f**king Christmas. Instead, I went to my old Grandfather's house. I respected the old man, not for the cash he has and the gifts he sends off, but for how he has treated me. The man has never raised his voice at me once, or even laid a hand on me. I knocked upon his door, and when he answered, he picked me up and hugged me. It was 4 years since I had last seen him. When he picked me up, it felt like I had first met a new father. He took me in and asked why I had come alone. I explained to him, detail by detail.
"I ran away from home."
"Why," he asked.
"Well, I had a good life, never went under a mile from home. Cops kicked down our door and stole some of our belongings. After my parents asked if they had a warrant, they laughed and drove off. It stressed me out so much. They had stolen my sentimental belongings, my parent's jewelry. The last thing I said to my mother is, 'I will get back at them, I will kill them.' My mother told me not to, but before she could finish, I ran out the door. She called to me, weeping. I kept running, run by a fear sensation that moved me like I was on wheels."
"It's alright, I'll let you stay," he said.

For the next 2 and a half years, everything was good. He gave me money to buy whatever I wanted. On my way to the grocery store, a bunch of kids came up and hassled me, wanting my money. After bluntly refusing and trying to walk away, one of them had dove on me. They dragged me into an alley and attempted to empty my pockets. The alley was shadowed, hidden from any public view, had full trash cans full with litter. I used the litter and filthiness to my advantage. As they dug in my pockets, I reached for a broken beer bottle and stabbed it into the boy who was on top of me. That was the first person I had ever killed. He had a pocket knife; a large one. I took it, stood up, got my money back, and began stabbing at the other kids, driven mad. They ran off, and I walked out bruised. I came home to my grandfather.
"Did you get anything," he asked.
"No," I said, looking down on the ground.
"What's wrong," he asked.
"Well... How can I explain? Well, I killed someone tonight."
"What! You killed someone, took their life," he had yelled at me. That was the first time he ever yelled at me, yet alone any one.
"Well, they tried to take my money," I said. "I stabbed one with a broken bottle."
That's when he began packing a few bags. I thought he was leaving. That was the worst assumption I could have ever made.
"Get out of my house," he said, with a distinct fear for me. He glared at me, like he wanted me to die. "Get out, and don't you EVER come back to this god damn house!"
"But gramps..." I was scared of him. He was scared of me. It's like a toddler looking in the eyes of a rattle snake. Both of you are scared. That's when he picked me up and threw me out.
I went somewhere far from town. Beyond any hopes of civilization. I wanted to die.
The area was woody, foggy, and had a lake. A very shallow lake it was, probably about 7-10 feet in depth. There was an over hanging tree there too. I dug through my bags my grandfather had packed me. He had actually given me a tent, enough food to last me a week, at least 500 dollars, and clothing. I thought, this is where it ends.

As I packed, I was wondering where I was headed. It has been 7 years since I got kicked out. I managed to live off the money he had given me, rationing it for when I needed it. I was a very skinny man. I was on the verge of dying. I had walked my way into a huge city known as San Fierro. A man had come up, given me his hand, and said, "Come."
I took his hand, smiling for the first time in those 7 years. He took me in his car, and took me to his place. I asked for his name. He told me he was Ibrahim. When we arrived, he invited me to eat.
"Best f**king meal I have eaten in 7 years," I said.
"Good stuff, isn't it," he said.
"Hell yes, it is. So why are you doing this," I asked.
"Well, you need to get a life for one, with all due respect. And the other thing, I need to tell you something.
"What is it," I asked.
"Do you know of Gvardia?"
"No sir, I do not," I said.
"Well, it's a mob. I'm pretty sure you're well aware of what they are. If you join, I will grant you all of the gifts of life, the gifts you were never given in the past."
It was partially a lie what he had said, but I didn't care. I just needed a life.
"I want you to join," he said, "I want you to join and be able to kill, to be able to handle the corrupt society we know as today."
I was dumbfounded. I stared. I gaped.
"The first time I killed was when I was 15... I can't do it again"
"You can," he had told me, "trust me, you just can."
He held his arm out to me. I stood up, took it, and my current life today is as fine as it could ever be.


OH GOOD GAWD I SPENT 40 MINUTES ON THAT

Your application has been denied. You're a faggot Signed, Leon Gvardia Gvardia Boss

[Eugene]

enough spamming kid.

[Leon.]

enough spamming kid.

I remember a time when you used proper grammar and didn't use the word "kid."

[Roman]

                                                                 


Haha!

[Roman]

And i got promoted to Eug's mom!  :pop:

Congrats to Matute!
Promoted to Godmother of Gvardia Family! 

I loled..

[Chris_Knight]

Yes my training took kinda long,but it don't bother me like i don't feel anythink lower than others,cause Gvardia members give me same attention like to other people doesn't matter im trial ,and yes i passed training by Joseph.Afther I received info that i must be patient for promotion. So i'm waiting  and enjoy each minute in great Gvardia. 

[Roman]

Yes my training took kinda long,but it don't bother me like i don't feel anythink lower than others,cause Gvardia members give me same attention like to other people doesn't matter im trial ,and yes i passed training by Joseph.Afther I received info that i must be patient for promotion. So i'm waiting  and enjoy each minute in great Gvardia. 

Thanks all good man, all good. have fun! xd

[RuCa]

Leon iam not inside of FBI. Trust me. I will aply and its will be my last aplication.

[RuCa]

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name: Bruno
In-Game Age: 35 Years old.
Age in real life: 16 Years old.
List previous names you used: [TCL]Bruno; Vinny_MallaNoche; [TCL]Bruno_Marques; Vinny_Marques; [TCL]Bruno_Ancelotti
How long you been playing on Argonath? I play argonath since November 2009
Do you have license and passport? Yes, Of course I have both.
List assets you own(house,car,bizz) Cars (Cheath, Sultan) and House.
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who? Benjamin_Gvardia and Joseph_Gvardia
How active are you? On school days 5-7 hours per day, Out of school days something like 8-10 hours.
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? 10AM
How much criminal experience do you have? I have experience Like one year almost on Marques Mob founder. And like 1 month on Ancelottis.
Reasons for joining Gvardia? Because I like RP with the best not DM. Its the most reason. Secondary is because I have my cousin here, and My loyal friends too.
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? Good.
What things are you specialized in? The most special on me is the RP, after this I have basic skills (Driving, etc.), Drive By skills, Shooting and evanding
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in: Marques MOB (founder); Ancelotti
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? Tifanie_GvardiaT
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are.
(character story must be 500 words or more)

I was born in a poor farm in Flint County. My fathers were farmers and the only money we earned was to sell what they reaped.
After school i went help my parents in the fiels work, carry baskets of fruit, harvest and plant fruit.
Since I can remember always worked with my parents in the fields of culture and when I started talking, I began to help them sell the food that we collected in the town square.
I always heard a famous gang known as: The Gvardia Family, my grandfather used to tell me the stories of gang known for its shady deals.
My dream since childhood has always been a member of this famous gang. When i was 16 my father and my mother died in a car accident from there I had to live by myself.
To have money to survive had to sell what i don't need.
After passing the death of my parents, I sell the most valuable things of my parents to an old shop, did not get much but it was enough to survive a few months.
Until one day I met a boy like me, was an orphan and also lived in the street. we became best friends, helped us each other.
The money which we have didn't fit to our survivor then we were forced to rob the grocery store and run. We were like brothers we protect each other, and run way from cops each other.
One day we were running away from a shop owner and a strange man hide us and takes us to his car:
 "- Sir, where are you taking us?"
 "- To a safe place."
 "- Why are you doing that?"
 "- Because i observed you in the last days and i have a job for you"
 "- What job?"
 "- You will know soon, just wait to arrive in my house"
When we arrived in his house, he gave us new clothes and he let us took a shower.
 "- You have any knowledge of drugs?"
 "- No sir"
 "- I will teach you how to plant it and you will work for me. You will be a grower of weed.
 when the weed grew up you will meet with me here. Do you know where is here?
 "- Yes."
 "- Nice, so meet me when the weed grow up, ok?
 "- Ok, we will"
 "- Need a ride to home?"
 "- No sir, we dont have house :S"
 "- No?! Sleep here!"
 "- Really?"
 "- Yes! Want to live here forever?"
 "- YOu mean forever? forever?"
 "- Yes forever and ever"
 "- Off course we acept! Thank you so much!"
Since that day,we began to live with this strange gentleman who hosted us in his house.
We grow up and we are more than simply growers now we are drugs and guns dealers, we meet with some influent people and have deals with them.
We still live in the "strange man's" house but we are no longer hobos, we are criminals. We bought a gangster car to our deals.

Regards,
Bruno

[Volcom]

Leon iam not inside of FBI. Trust me. I will aply and its will be my last aplication.

Its true.

[RuCa]

All Guys know it. Without Gvardias I think. Tommy and Joseph know it.

[Murdock]

Gvardia Mob Application
In-Game Name: Bruno
In-Game Age: 35 Years old.
Age in real life: 16 Years old.
List previous names you used: [TCL]Bruno; Vinny_MallaNoche; [TCL]Bruno_Marques; Vinny_Marques; [TCL]Bruno_Ancelotti
How long you been playing on Argonath? I play argonath since November 2009
Do you have license and passport? Yes, Of course I have both.
List assets you own(house,car,bizz) Cars (Cheath, Sultan) and House.
Were you invited to join Gvardia, by who? Benjamin_Gvardia and Joseph_Gvardia
How active are you? On school days 5-7 hours per day, Out of school days something like 8-10 hours.
In which time of day, do you play(CET)? 10AM
How much criminal experience do you have? I have experience Like one year almost on Marques Mob founder. And like 1 month on Ancelottis.
Reasons for joining Gvardia? Because I like RP with the best not DM. Its the most reason. Secondary is because I have my cousin here, and My loyal friends too.
Your opinion on your RP knowledge? Good.
What things are you specialized in? The most special on me is the RP, after this I have basic skills (Driving, etc.), Drive By skills, Shooting and evanding
List previous mafias/gangs/clans you've been in: Marques MOB (founder); Ancelotti
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? Tifanie_GvardiaT
Write a decent character story, to show us how serious into RP you are.
(character story must be 500 words or more)

I was born in a poor farm in Flint County. My fathers were farmers and the only money we earned was to sell what they reaped.
After school i went help my parents in the fiels work, carry baskets of fruit, harvest and plant fruit.
Since I can remember always worked with my parents in the fields of culture and when I started talking, I began to help them sell the food that we collected in the town square.
I always heard a famous gang known as: The Gvardia Family, my grandfather used to tell me the stories of gang known for its shady deals.
My dream since childhood has always been a member of this famous gang. When i was 16 my father and my mother died in a car accident from there I had to live by myself.
To have money to survive had to sell what i don't need.
After passing the death of my parents, I sell the most valuable things of my parents to an old shop, did not get much but it was enough to survive a few months.
Until one day I met a boy like me, was an orphan and also lived in the street. we became best friends, helped us each other.
The money which we have didn't fit to our survivor then we were forced to rob the grocery store and run. We were like brothers we protect each other, and run way from cops each other.
One day we were running away from a shop owner and a strange man hide us and takes us to his car:
 "- Sir, where are you taking us?"
 "- To a safe place."
 "- Why are you doing that?"
 "- Because i observed you in the last days and i have a job for you"
 "- What job?"
 "- You will know soon, just wait to arrive in my house"
When we arrived in his house, he gave us new clothes and he let us took a shower.
 "- You have any knowledge of drugs?"
 "- No sir"
 "- I will teach you how to plant it and you will work for me. You will be a grower of weed.
 when the weed grew up you will meet with me here. Do you know where is here?
 "- Yes."
 "- Nice, so meet me when the weed grow up, ok?
 "- Ok, we will"
 "- Need a ride to home?"
 "- No sir, we dont have house :S"
 "- No?! Sleep here!"
 "- Really?"
 "- Yes! Want to live here forever?"
 "- YOu mean forever? forever?"
 "- Yes forever and ever"
 "- Off course we acept! Thank you so much!"
Since that day,we began to live with this strange gentleman who hosted us in his house.
We grow up and we are more than simply growers now we are drugs and guns dealers, we meet with some influent people and have deals with them.
We still live in the "strange man's" house but we are no longer hobos, we are criminals. We bought a gangster car to our deals.

Regards,
Bruno

He said you must wait as minimum as 2 weeks between your application.
I'm not sure that someone who fails to read and understand English, and has no common sense, is what Gvardia needed.

thx.

[RuCa]

murdock, Joseph I think is higher you for this...

Its joseph orders.... :cool:

[Antonio.]

All Guys know it. Without Gvardias I think. Tommy and Joseph know it.

Man, you really need to improve your English.

[RuCa]

Man, you really need to improve your English.

I think all guys understand. Maybe you need improve your learning.