[♣] Arison [♣] Here rolls the cash {♦} Business Family {♔} ★[Applications Open]★

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You are accepted as a Trial member, we will see on how good you are into roleplay, then if you show yourself worthy, you will be accepted as a full member. You may put on the _Arison tag now, good luck on your trial! Just as an information: Add more words to your story so it makes 250, you got a time trial of 72 hours (3 days) to modify your application, if not, you will be automatically denied.


The Arison Business Family is looking for a new pair of images that should be for: Accepted, Noted and Denied. Got skill? Show it then! The best images will be paid worthy.

>Implying the man can't read a smaller font.

[HELLY BOY]

>Implying the man can't read a smaller font.

Consider it a blessing for the oh-not-so-able-to-see people (a.k.a blind) :roll:

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Consider it a blessing for the oh-not-so-able-to-see people (a.k.a blind) :roll:

I won't say a thing :roll:

[HELLY BOY]

I won't say a thing :roll:

The ''>implying'' joke is not welcome on our topic, and will not be tolerated from now on!

Happy, Amaru?

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Sure I'll just get the f**k out :banana:

[HELLY BOY]

Sure I'll just get the f**k out :banana:

:mot: :mail: :drunk: :m4: :skull: :sig: :trip: :smoke: :gn: :bis: :ban: :rules: :cap: :wow: :conf: :gd:

Translation:

While you were driving a bike, you knocked a man over who was going for his mail. The cops started chasing you but you were too fast on your bike, hwn it blew up, then you got into a car. They burried him and the family was throwing flowers at the grave, but then in the middle of RP, Gandalf came and then he banned you for DM. Then you took out Treys underwear and Gandalf unbanned you because he was like: '' Oh hell NO! D: ''

End.

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Cool story bro.

[Trey_Johnson]

You wanna go that way eh? then this is what i have to say to you!






 :banana:

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Check my avatar and read his lips ^^

[Trey_Johnson]

Check my avatar and read his lips ^^

How lovely.

[mattyblob]

The DeLuca family were a family of wealth, and prosperity, they had money, and they were happy to show it.  About 12 years ago, the whole family upped and moved from Italy to the State of San Andreas, namely Los Santos.  They rented out a small house in El Corona, while they got some more money behind them to move up in the eyes of the public.
After they moved everything in, everyone started seeking employment.

My name is Matthias Deluca, son of Julliet and Marco DeLuca, and this is my story.  We moved into El Corona from Rome 12 years ago, and, well, the change was extreme, We went from a lavish life of great food, a fantastic social character, an amazing house, with servants - to living on a peice of shit house beside a busy airport, eating Take-Away food, and having to filter our water before we could even drink it. Our old neighbours were all classy, classy people, always bragging about the latest Ferarri
in their driveways, and the latest foods from around the globe they had tried.  The new neighbours would fight in the street at 3am stinking of cider.  My mother worked in the local 69 cent store, while my father trained to be a lawyer.  There were times where we thought we would be fucked for our entire lives, We expected my father to end
up working in a bail bonds store, and we would be stuck in that shithole forever.  We hit a big break, my father got a job in Market, as a lawyer with Rickets and Sons.
The job paid well, and we all upped and moved to Market.  This was when my parents enrolled me into a private school in Las Venturas.  It was there that my life got
turned upside down.  I started to speak with a small group of bullies, and started to spend a lot of time with them.  It got me into a lot of trouble in school, and it
is probably the reason I ended up like I am.  We went through school barging for authority, and made people want to hang about with us.  We could get them to do what we
wanted, which usually resulted in forking over money, or keeping us out of trouble.  After school, we would go to the shops for a bit of "casual shoplifting" as we called it.

It was this that dropped us into a mad spiral downwards, leading to three years of robbery, assault, and near enough murder. There was one job that got us caught, we were
in a bar in East Los Santos, drinking underage, when there was a random police check.  Would have been a small charge, untill I swung at the cop.  Three and a half year sentence.
After the prison stint, I ended up trying to get away from my past.  I got a job working as a tow truck driver, being paid pennies.  I was living in a shithole motel, until I rose up
the ranks, and eventually got given the towtruck company, which I sold for a tidy sum.  Now I have a house on the edge of market, a nice car, and a better life.


I have to admit, I had a bit of help from Brad (=AV=KobraKid) To elaborate on my story. It's took me quite a while to piece it all back together xP   And also. My Assets: I have sold my Bullet and Mower and now just own a Sanchez and Huntley.

:]

[HELLY BOY]

The DeLuca family were a family of wealth, and prosperity, they had money, and they were happy to show it.  About 12 years ago, the whole family upped and moved from Italy to the State of San Andreas, namely Los Santos.  They rented out a small house in El Corona, while they got some more money behind them to move up in the eyes of the public.
After they moved everything in, everyone started seeking employment.

My name is Matthias Deluca, son of Julliet and Marco DeLuca, and this is my story.  We moved into El Corona from Rome 12 years ago, and, well, the change was extreme, We went from a lavish life of great food, a fantastic social character, an amazing house, with servants - to living on a peice of shit house beside a busy airport, eating Take-Away food, and having to filter our water before we could even drink it. Our old neighbours were all classy, classy people, always bragging about the latest Ferarri
in their driveways, and the latest foods from around the globe they had tried.  The new neighbours would fight in the street at 3am stinking of cider.  My mother worked in the local 69 cent store, while my father trained to be a lawyer.  There were times where we thought we would be f**ked for our entire lives, We expected my father to end
up working in a bail bonds store, and we would be stuck in that shithole forever.  We hit a big break, my father got a job in Market, as a lawyer with Rickets and Sons.
The job paid well, and we all upped and moved to Market.  This was when my parents enrolled me into a private school in Las Venturas.  It was there that my life got
turned upside down.  I started to speak with a small group of bullies, and started to spend a lot of time with them.  It got me into a lot of trouble in school, and it
is probably the reason I ended up like I am.  We went through school barging for authority, and made people want to hang about with us.  We could get them to do what we
wanted, which usually resulted in forking over money, or keeping us out of trouble.  After school, we would go to the shops for a bit of "casual shoplifting" as we called it.

It was this that dropped us into a mad spiral downwards, leading to three years of robbery, assault, and near enough murder. There was one job that got us caught, we were
in a bar in East Los Santos, drinking underage, when there was a random police check.  Would have been a small charge, untill I swung at the cop.  Three and a half year sentence.
After the prison stint, I ended up trying to get away from my past.  I got a job working as a tow truck driver, being paid pennies.  I was living in a shithole motel, until I rose up
the ranks, and eventually got given the towtruck company, which I sold for a tidy sum.  Now I have a house on the edge of market, a nice car, and a better life.


I have to admit, I had a bit of help from Brad (=AV=KobraKid) To elaborate on my story. It's took me quite a while to piece it all back together xP   And also. My Assets: I have sold my Bullet and Mower and now just own a Sanchez and Huntley.

:]

Good job, Matthias, you did it in time, so you will not be denied.

[Edmund]

First page letters are kinda big :S

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Just what I said ^^

[mattyblob]

Good job, Matthias, you did it in time, so you will not be denied.

Thanks, so shall I just meet up with you ig or something? Btw... What skin shall I buy, or do I need to buy a special one?