La Famiglia di Ancelotti | Chapter of Fort Carson

[Sarah_Morelli]

*cough* 800k *cough*

It'd be nice if he'd give me 800k, but NO, he wouldnt dare -_-...  Regardless, that's ...not, eactly. wat i was ater..but, its k...

[Darxez]

Hmm, guys.

I'll be on holiday from the following Saturday, I'll be 4 days in Miami, then I'll fly back to Amsterdam, to go to our boat. Then we'll be leaving for the U.K. So, I'll be away for 2 weeks (maybe shorter, depends).

Cheers.

Mark.

[Frank_West]

Hmm, guys.

I'll be on holiday from the following Saturday, I'll be 4 days in Miami, then I'll fly back to Amsterdam, to go to our boat. Then we'll be leaving for the U.K. So, I'll be away for 2 weeks (maybe shorter, depends).

Cheers.

Mark.

lucky bastard

[Darxez]

Leaving for my 5 day trip to Amsterdam tomorrow.
Don't let shit fall apart yeah? 

Right, let's begin...

-Places C4 under his own car-

[Karmps.]

Home alone: Ancelotti style. 

[duffman]

So, romeo. how bout that loan brotha.

Take it to PM ok? Dont f**king blow the topic.
Good news, will be inactive for an unknow time, got bad results on some exams and I have to study to pass at the disciplines. Happy gaming to all, If any shit happens PM me, I will still sniff some shit around forums, probably.

[Darxez]

Best of luck.

[Rick.]

So ya, the loan romeo. the loan.

[Darxez]

So ya, the loan romeo. the loan.

Rom is in Holland, sorry. He'll be back in a couple of days.

[Rick.]

Rom is in Holland, sorry. He'll be back in a couple of days.

I know, i said that on purpose cause Anthony's on his period.

[Paolo_A]

I know, i said that on purpose cause Anthony's on his period.

You're smart as shyt.

[Rick.]

You're smart as shyt.

ya iknow.

[Karmps.]

  haha

[Archipelago]

Right gentlemen and ladies, I'll be inactive for two week's maybe three weeks finishing up my university course now and need to get down to revising for my exams and to finish off my game prototypes. So I will try and pop on when i can however this will be little due to the time has to be taken up with revision so yeah see you guys in three weeks or when I am able to pop on.

Also do not kill each over and start arguing with people for the smallest thing.

[Castle]

✘ Ingame Name;-Reginald_Kennedy.
★ Previous IG names;- Chesterfield, Reshay_Chesterfield, Djamel_Chesterfield , Djamel_Goodman and others ..
★ What is your registration date;-  11th of December, 2010.
★ What is your timezone;- GMT + 1. ( Romania )
★ Why do you want to wish to be a part of the family;- I think that's one of the most respected mafias , also I like your guys's RP style, that will be amazing for me to get here. I don't have a point or something .. I am here for fun and to make new friends.
★ Previous Groups;- 2381 BSM, The Panthera Syndicate, Unique Ave. || Latin S. Mafia , and many others.
★ Have you got a license and a passport;- Yes, I do.
★ What is your net worth(how much money do you have);- -508 $ ..
★ Have you role-played with Ancelotti before, if so with whom?;- Well, not so many times, just a few times.
★ Do you understand and agree with the rules of our family and the community/server;- Yes, I do.
★ What will be your name be if you are accepted;- Reginald_Ancelotti.
★ Summarise a short background of your characters roleplay life(Minimum 200 words):-

November 12, 1981, Queens, New York.

It was a nice sunny day, Reginald's father was waiting outside the birthing room when the sounds of a screaming woman could be heard from inside. "It's a boy!" the doctor said, quickly gave him to his mother as the father rushed in, smiled. That was the happiest day of Reginald's parents.Reginald has received that name a few days after his birth, he was named after his father's grandfather who died a few months before his birth. As the years passed, Reginald got smarter, bigger, taller, everyone liked him, he had alot of friends. One day when he came home from school he heard his parents screaming at each other, seemed like they were arguing. Reginald hid under his blanket, he was scared. A few minutes later his father went into his room, looked around it, trying to find Reginald. Reginald peeked outside the blanket and saw his father walking towards him, he sat down onto the bed, removed the blanket and said "Reginald, ignore that, we just had a small fight, it's over now, alright?" Reginald nodded at him with a scared facial expression. His father noticed his facial expression and said "I'll tell you what, I'll take you to a movie right now, alright? What do you say?" Reginald suddenly changed his facial expression and said "Alright, let's go dad!"

April 3, 1989, Queens, New York, in the car.

Reginald looked through the window whilst a classic song was playing from the radio. Reginald's father looked at Reginald, smiled to him. Reginald smiled back, both of them again changed their gazes. Reginald got bored after a few minutes, he noticed a knob infront of him, it was the glove box. Reginald gripped onto the knob, pulled it open. He was shocked, he saw a colt 1911. He grabbed it and then tapped his father's shoulder. His father quickly changed his gaze at him, noticed the gun in his hands and quickly grabbed it from him and said "Reginald, what the f**k are you doing? Don't ever touch this again and don't even dare to tell mom about it". Reginald
got scared again, looked back through the window. *BOOM BOOM BOOM* a few gun shots were heard. Reginald quickly looked to his left, glanced at his father who was shot in his chest. "DAD!DAD, CAN YOU HEAR ME? DAD?!", his father whispered to him "Don't worry son, it'll be alright". Suddenly a police officer opened the door, dragged Reginald outside. Reginald sat onto the road, bursted out in tears.


December 24, 1997, Queens, New York.

Reginald had dreams about his father getting shot everyday since that day passes. He used to wake up after he had that dream in the middle of the night and go out with his friends for all kind of parties. Reginald's friend offered him a gram of cocaine in one of the parties, since then he became a junky. One day his cousin Thomas called him:

Reginald: "Yoohu, who's that?"
Thomas: "Tone? Is that you?"
Reginald: "Yeah, it's me, who the f**k are you?"
Thomas: "It's me, your cousin Thomas you f**kin' jerk off."
Reginald: "Heeeeey, what's up Tom?"
Thomas: "I'm alright man. Listen, I've got this perfect job in Italy, alot of cash."
Reginald: "So?"
Thomas: "So? What are you, f**king dumb? I want you to come here and work with me."
Reginald: "Hey man, I'd love to come with you but I don't have any money right now, you know? *Sniffs a few times*
Thomas: "It's alright. I'll send you a ticket."
Reginald: "Will you do that for me?" *Sniffs again*
Thomas: "I just said I will. You deaf or something?" *chuckles*
Reginald: "Na, I'm fine." *Sniffs*
Thomas: "Tone, what the f**k are you doing? You're sniffing every f**king second."
Reginald: "Yeahhhh, shit man, this is some good shit."
Thomas: "You a f**king junky? How do you want to work with me if you're a f**king junky?"
Reginald: "Hey, you're the one who called me."
Thomas: "Alright, alright. If you want to come with me get to the airport in 3 hours. Someone's already waiting for you. But throw this shit, I don't want a f**king junky relative."
Reginald: "Yeah...I'll be there." *Hang ups*
Thomas: "f**king mutt, not even a goodbye"

To be continued