Application
1.? What is your IG name ? ?: Mihnea.
2.? Do you have license and passport ? ?: Yes
3.? How long have you played on Argonath ? ?: Since 3:04:2012
4.? Why do you want to join us (At least 50 words) ? ?: Because I feel it could be a new start.And i can help Scotto Family.
5.? Previous names?: Mihnea_Chen,Mihnea_Luciano,Mihnea_MaxyDX,[R8]Mihnea
6.? Previous gangs/mafias ? ?: No
7.? Have your read all rules ? ?:Yes
8.? Will you listen to the orders from leaders ? ?: Yes
9.? What will be your name with _Scotto tag ? ?: Mihnea_Scotto
10.? Write a RP story about you (atleast 250 words) ? ?: I was borned in 1980,in Red County.I lived in Dilimore,in a nice house.My dad was owning a farm in Montogemery,also,he had an Walton from his friend,Wayne.
Wanyne's kid ,Rick,was a bit more agile.We robbed a shop(the owner had no moneys for video camera) because we needed a bow.Our dream was to become a ganster, and if we're not allowed with guns,we bought a bow.All day we trained :how to shoot with bow and other things.When we grew up,a masked man stole our bow.Rick ,stubborn,tried to catch him.He assaulted him by some little stones.He broke car's window.The Masked guy was furious.He drove over my friend.That happened infront of my eyes.I was traumatized.My friend...died...I called the ambulance,but it was too late.He was down.His parents thought that was just a game and I was lying,because some days ago Rick tried to escape and go to SF,with bad girles and shits.But when they saw their son,they were traumatized,like me when I saw the crime infront of my eyes.My dad told me that I don't have to be sad,it happens.Then I f**ked up by saying that "he was my best friend,not a voodoo doll.We grew up together,we played togheter,we learned to shoot togheter!And you're telling me that it happens?f**k off!"Next day,I stole dad's keys and I gone to SF,to see how Rick was trying to live.I met some guys "We Da West",they told me that if I join them,and bring them 1 kilo of weed and 500 grams of hero per week,they will give me a house and some bad girles.I bringed them what they wanted.They gave me a house near City hall,in Ocean flats,and some phone numbers for bad girles,and also some moneys for food and for a black savanna.I was chillin' now near CH,with my hydraulics and my homies,smoking all day and f**king all night.I was like a boss for three years.Police catched me with ten kilo of marijuana.I stood five years at jail.After I escaped,I started with a legal job,taxi driver.I wasn't earining too much,but enough to buy food.I was now with my girlfriend,trying to make a family.One day,I went to the park at a date with my girlfriend.I saw some kids playing with a bow.Then,I rembered why I was there....To catch the killer.I saw on his car the platenumber "SF0467".I left my girlfriend,and gone to police station,to tell them what happened.I also asked for Wayne Jake and
Mike John.Police officer said that they died in a party,when "a masked man" blown up the house.I asked some information about the case,like who is the masked man,or some suspects but no results.Two years later,I married with a cute girl.I stopped to try to catch the killer,after one year of stress.One year later,when I was with my friends at beer,my wife died.I heard from neighborhood that a masked man entered in and violated her.I resigned my contract as a taxi driver,and gone to police,as an consultant at B.I.L.S,birreau of investigaton Los Santos.I was like a mentalist."Picking"information by body languegue and other things.After I solved much cases with agents,now my friends,I had a teory in my had that "the masked man"is having friends in FBI or B.I.L.S that removes or hides proofs from the murder places.After some weeks of work,I catched his friends,but agents had to kill him because he assaulted them .I met with the leader of B.I.L.S at mall.First time I thought he was.When Masked man's friend died,
agent called me ;he said that he died.In that moment ,I told her to get Craig's telephone(the masked man friend)and call the last one that he talked with .A guy from the mall picked up the phone and said"it doesn't counts",then hang up.Agent told me that he said:"It doesn't counts"Then I gone to talk with him.I was a bit scared.He asked me that if we want to FINISH "the war" and to be friends.I didn't believe him that he's the masked man.Then,he started to say about how was my wife in the murder day.I killed him with a 9mm.I gone back to jail,but this time I paid the caution,1.000.000$ .The people was now happy,to see that a serial murder's body,but I knew that he wasn't dead.Two months later,he started again with murders.The leader of B.I.L.S fired me .In present,I'm growing and ordering heroin for moneys to stay alive.
Sincerely,
Mihnea.
I hope to be that counselor if possible. :cool:
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