Grey Nation

[Smoking]

January 18th 1989 Jayceon Butler was born, He grew up in a tough neighbour hood in New Orleans, where he gradually witnessed criminal activities. As soon as he hit 16, he started moving on around the block like a real gangster, teaching younger kids about ways of life and showing them the ways of life, Jayceon was born a true leader; as soon as he started to work for the big OG's of the block, he was nothing, but was a true leader. He went to New Orleans Community High School, which he used to bunk half of the time. Took him several years before he even learned about life, it was like... He was born with a brain of power. Two men approached Jayceon with baseball bats before they started to swing the bat accross his head leaving him lying down on the floor unconcious. During the time in hospital, after recovering from the wounds; he reminised about his past life and decided to take a stand. He lived with his mother on the Apartment Complex where she was a crack fiend. "Ain't got shit to lose, damn.." He said, before he slided the magazine into the UZI. He called his best friend "Nate" who was a small-timer within the community, but he knew his connects. "Nate, nigga meet up at Central Block, we goin' stick up some motherf**kers." said Jayceon. Jayceon got strapped with his UZI, before he met his friend "Nate" at Central Block, who was carrying an AK47, "NIGGA! I got mad love for you, homie! We going to stick up a place, we ain't catchin' Osama Bin Laden, home boy!" Nate chuckled to himself. "Alright let's do this" said Jayceon, The boys sat into the Low-rider, as they started rolling through the rival neighbourhood, as soon as they got to their destination; the two boys shot their guns rapidly at them, several people were shot.

It was an intense moment, the police were right behind them. Nate started shooting from the window, as Jayceon was driving the car. Several police cruisers were chasing after the two boys, and eventually caught them and put them into prison for Four years. That was the first time the boys ever shot a gun, and they were shocked at the whole situation. "There is no love for ghetto kids." said Jayceon before he got into the cruiser. Years started to pass in prison, getting brutally beaten up by different inmates who were ruthless. Jayceon was walking to the showers, as he seen Nate lying on the floor with a stab wound, he tried to say something to Jayceon, "G-.. Go away from New Orleans, y-.. YOU AIN'T SAFE!" his eyes closed, after saying. Jayceon dropped a tear from his eyes, before raging. Jayceon spent his time in the jail miserable after his friends death.


He was released and said "Finally, fresh air." He went to his home, before noticing his mother wasn't there; he shouted "MOM!?" there was no sign. Jayceon felt paranoid and noticed his mother lying in her bed with blood swarming from her body, there was a note next to her, saying "You're next." Jayceon widens his eyes, before raging out; kicking the doors and what not. "DAMN!" Jayceon called the Police, "Police." "MY MOM IS SWARMING WITH BLOOD, COME OVER! Central Avenue Apartment 3". His mother was pronounced dead the next day, his life became worser as he knew it, before saying "Maybe today is tha' end" He decided to follow his friends advice and wanted to move away from New Orleans murder capital of the world. Jayceon got a ticket to Los Santos, and moved there.


Jayceon arrived at Los Santos, and called a taxi; before moving to Idlewood. Jayceon walked to the streets of Idlewood, noticing a wide atmosphere of Ballas. He was thinking in his mind; Damn. Four ballas confronted Jayceon, staring at him with a murderous facial-expression. "Who the f**k is you, fam!?" "Menace." "Cool, Menace.. Watch yourself around here." Jayceon nodded. This is when the trouble started, there was gun shots every single hour, cops breaking down into houses and he said to himself, "Where the f**k did I come to!?"

 
Three years pass by, and the ballas started to become low on members due to them constantly getting killed by the police, two months after the ballas gang was officialy closed, their notorious legacy was called the 'Inferno 9' Jayceon made a few friends within the community, and decided to run something big and unique; which has never been established around the ghetto. He started to slang around the streets of Idlewood to gain respect and power and get well-known around the city. He knew that he had to be quick on his feet, because Los Santos was a tough place to live and from now and then.  He decided to call the set, "Grey Nation".

Idlewood, Los Santos

Top OG/OG
The bosses calls the shots and controls everything. They basically own the faction, Top OG advices the OG's what to do. OG's watch over the entire faction and gives the final word on important decisions; before asking the Top OG. He also decides who comes into the family.



SHOT CALLERS
These are the bosses right hand men, they can arrange attacks as long as the boss gives the permission for it. They also have alot of say within the family on who they want to bring in and eliminate.


SOLDIERS
Soldiers are respected memebers in the family. They are the ones who are called upon when a attack needs to happen, once you become a soldier it means you have built alot of trust within the family, their role is also to hold down and look over the hood and the young kids, making sure everything is smooth and sweet within the area.

AFFILIATES/ HOOD RESIDENTS.
Their roles are to create a nice hood atmosphere around the area, nothing more. Create roleplay and interact with other affiliates from the hood, your being noticed if your a affiliate so just maintain your hood presence and you will slowly climb the ranks; also there can be much roleplays such as; Barbeque, Fight club, Dices, and much more.

In order to join this faction, you must roleplay your way in and show Patience, Realism, and creativity.

[Max_Prison]

The name is familliar, awesome topic till now, reminds me 58th Street Conecta..
Good luck

[Ratko Gavrilovic]

Good luck

[Que]

Damn, good luck bro.

[Smoking]

Will be in game soon, downloading GTA.

[.Tony]

Nice topic, good luck!

[Aksel]

I love 'et!

[Carlo Marcello]

Finnaly to see new gang ova' Argonath, good luck and keep this one active yo'
Good luck also, again.

[Rick.]

Nice topic.

[McGarrett]

AWESOME! Best of LUCK!

[Antwan_Jennings]

Kneecap reporting, sexy ass topic Colinia!

[Smoking]

Word, word, gotta get shit on the lock around here, fam!

[Machiavelli]

Maaiiin, it's that I ain't playing orrwise I'd be ere nammmsayin

[Smoking]

Maaiiin, it's that I ain't playing orrwise I'd be ere nammmsayin

I feel you, feel free to drop by sometime.

[Antwan_Jennings]

Damn, good luck bro.

Que, you wanna-be Serbian, stop watching The Wire all day and join us.