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    (LV) BR (8/8)

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    (SF) BR (8/8)

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    Turfing

    Before - After

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    (LV) BR (8/8)

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    (Evening Activity)

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    #513
    Event Name: Hunter Shooter
    LWS/G6/CEO: @Reggi
    Prize: 1.000.000
    Winner(S): @Borataaaa
    Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/T9tAAQg


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    Roleplay #362 - Cool new rides

    ThC - Co-operating with other gangs to make money and dominate the San Andreas. It has been the way ThC has done business for centuries, until one man broke that approach. Zoom-In the tactical genius in ThC who always wants to be profitable and be the richest man in San Andreas. He has a lot of experience with criminal activities and housing.. This individual seeks out new ways to be more wealthier.
    While hanging out in Dillimore's bar, he stumbled upon a redneck (@CptJones ). He seemed pretty drunk and open-minded so I took the initiative and started a conversation with this lad.

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    Last call was approaching and I was annoyed, he didn't give any hint that he was employed. I swallowed my pride and six shots of whiskey and prayed to the gods that he wasn't too frisky. The bar was closed and we walked through Dillimore. We sung, we yelled and still his lips were locked tight until a barf from him mended his silence uptight. I set him up and cleansed him, while in humility he listened, a plead of information this friendly fellow was wishing.
    He talked and talked about this simple piece of work and eventually I got all the lil' details out of him.
    All the redneck had to do was to transport three NRG 500s and one Wayfarer from Organization Z base to the Los Santos vehicle shop near the Jefferson Motel just because the warehouse in Flint County was full. The key part of job was that there won't be any security. Most of the Organization Z gang members are far far away from San Andreas which is perfect for me and my boyz.
    Few days later I gathered a small team of three people including me. A drug dealing hombre named @NubBob and a russian prick named @BlaZZey . I took a pickup car nowadays it's known as Sadler and drove near the Z base at the exact time when the redneck was about to start the transportation.
    So we followed him...

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    When the moment was right and the redneck drove steadily I pushed the pedal to the metal and went close. When the moment was right my comrades prepared themselves for a jump. The key point of the jump was the landing.. it had to be as soft as possible, otherwise the old man would've felt it.

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    They moved slowly towards the bikes and at some point they started the engines. The bikes were locked that's why I had given my boyz wrenches before we began all of this to unlock them. Dem bikes were rolled off from the chains and turned around towards the Sadler. The job was easy from now on because of me.

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    Thanks for the free bikes Z, that's how it'll always end, when you leave your business unattended..


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    #514
    Event Name: LMS
    LWS/G6/CEO: @DJ0
    Prize: 2.000.000
    Winner(S): @Bean
    Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/JLgCCPA


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    Evening activity.

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    #515
    Event Name: Rhino Shooter
    LWS/G6/CEO: Fyrr.
    Prize: 2.000.000$ in total. Half of the prize was fonded by Fyrr. Thank you.
    Winner(S): KARIM.
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    Roleplay #363 - Old posession of DDT.

    As many of you might know, DDT has been closed for some unknown reasons. And that meant that their base will be not theirs anymore. Most people don't know even what DDT was. It was a terrorist organization what worked all around San Andreas. One day I was just cruising around with my brand new BMW M5 and I noticed a pale bus near the ex-base of DDT. I parked my car in the parking lot and did a couple of circles around the bus, it was locked. But one thing for sure, it was one of their old busses. The glasses were tinted, the suspensions were lower than your pants when you whip out your willy. It was tuned to the max. I was curious if the wheels and bus windows were bulletproof, so I decided to test that out. I shot the tires and windows a couple of times, nothing. I had to go back to our San Andreas HQ because a director called me for a mission, can't be explained, classified. But, I didn't want the bus to just stay there so I went again after 2 weeks, and the buss was in the same location, nothing had changed. So, I called one of my pals that works in Cuban Cars to ask if I could lend his towtruck, he would get 5% of the deal. He accepted the offer and he brang it to The Company's San Andreas HeadQuarters. I went to check if the bus is still there, and to your surprise. It was, so I quickly attached it to my towtruck and drove back to ThC's base. Luckily the State Sheriffs don't check the damn anymore that much so the cop activity was low.
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    I contacted our Intelligent division to search if any tourist agency is looking for a pimped bus. And there was one. Named, Cuban Trips & Visits, CTV in short. We searched the background of the company and they had a pretty good rating on yelp and on several other websites. Their feedback was always positive. But, I was confused. Why would a tourist agency need a pimped out bus? We contacted them and asked the question, they responded: ''Cuba is full of rebels and psychopaths, we want to give a safe trip for our tourists, and a pleasant ride.'', that information, was more than enough. We finally agreed on a price, 67.000$ and they would pay an extra 2.000$ for the shipping. I delivered the bus straight into cuba and they told me to drop it off by some mountains. We got a profit, and I hope the tourists have a safe trip.
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    #516
    Event Name: Air Boxing
    LWS/G6/CEO: @DJ0
    Prize: 1.000.000
    Winner(S): @SheraP
    Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/SD1aONp


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    #517
    Event Name: Chicken Shooter
    LWS/G6/CEO: @DJ0
    Prize: 1.000.000
    Winner(S): @Melou
    Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/GnDSgoh


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    #518
    Event Name: Box nader
    LWS/G6/CEO: @DJ0
    Prize: 1.000.000
    Winner(S): @Dk11
    Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/apQC3oz


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    #519
    Event Name: Dildo Fight
    LWS/G6/CEO: @Laza
    Prize: 1.000.000
    Winner(S): [WA-H]Lifeless
    Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/QTf42fR


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    Roleplay #364 - Gathering intelligence from National Narcotics Bureau's Los Santos HQ's.

    I received a call from my director that there was some exclusive intelligence needed from any squad that works in Los Santos. All of the squads in San Andreas work with the U.S Government and we also need some information from them, but that is pretty classified, so there would be no way to gather information straight from the U.S Government, we needed a source first. I opened my laptop and started searching elite squads that offer different services and work with the Law Enforcement, one was National Narcotics Bureau. I told our Los Santos Agents to scout around LS and find their base. They flew a lot of drones and we finally found it. It wasn't hidden but it was cleverly fitted with the city environment. I grabbed my Mercedez keys and went to the Bone County airport where a shamal was waiting for me, so we could fly to Los Santos.
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    The flight was long, 7 hours but meanwhile, I investigated the background of NNB and also who do they recruit and what is their purpose in San Andreas. It turned out that NNB responds to emergency calls and they also investigate all sorts of drugs that are on the black market of San Andreas. They have over 700 certified arrests per agent. They're a strong force for sure. That's why I needed a good plan since I was on this mission alone.
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    I finally arrived in Los Santos. My personal Limousine driver picked me up right when the plane landed and dropped me off at a sketchy alley. Luckily I was armed so nothing bad could've happened. We're trained & professional assassins. The Limousine driver also left me a note which was a message from one of our High Council members. ''Take the van and drive it next to NNB's base, park it correctly and jump over the fence. We have several snipers protecting you. You have maximum, 25 minutes. Your time starts, now. - Thing''. I quickly ran to the van and started it up.
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    I quickly drove to NNB's base and parked the van and jumped over the fence. Took a couple of pictures of inside the base and they smuggled my way into their interior. There was a lot of stuff. Several maps of SA that were connected with strings. Prison cells, even an electrical chair. My time was ticking fast and I had to be quick. But, the most interesting thing was, that he had every single gangs information and members. I quickly took pictures of that and took everything that was on the wall. Does this mean a soon end of all the criminal organizations? Maybe? But, not for ThC.
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    Yesterday's evening activity.

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    Roleplay #365 - Gathering intelligence from the Arms Assassins ship.
    It was a foggy morning but it was god damn beautiful. We had a party last night at our base so I was wasted and woke up on one of the couches with a beer in my hand. I decided to be productive and not waste my day on lying on this couch and thinking where I fucked up last night. I slowly but steadily walked towards my car and drove to my office. I made myself some coffee and sat down behind my computer. I opened up my Gmail and I noticed that I have a message from one of our High Council members. We were in need of new weapons and he told me that he paypal'd me over 300.000$ for the weapons. I finished my coffee, suited up and grab my car keys. I went to the Bone County Ammo Nation for our supplies. While I was buying the guns, I noticed a voice ad in the background that said something about, Arms Assassins. I asked the store cashier about the phrase and he told me: ''It's one of the oldest gangs around San Andreas. They supply and produce our guns, all day, all night. They even own a ship on the coast of San Fierro.''. I was thrilled inside, but I had to keep my cool. I asked several more questions about it and turns out that the cashier was a member of the Arms Assassins. He wouldn't give me any further information about the gang, not even for money. I took the guns and drove to our base.
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    I arrived at our base and I opened up my laptop and started doing some research around the gang. It is correct, they own a big ass ship on the coast of San Fierro next to Jizzy's strip club. I don't know why that information wasn't classified but, that's none of our business. I tried to contact several Coastguards to check around the ship for some money, but. None of the Coastguards accepted our offer since AA has set some borders, yes. They have bought some real-estate but on the water. There was no other choice to just planning a plan and do it. We sent several drones all around the airspace of the AA's ship, some of them got shot down but some didn't. I decided to risk it and just fly over their base with a helicopter and eventually parachute into their base. Everything was calculated and it worked out.
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    It seemed like the base was empty. No signs of life. But, there were several planes and helicopters. Also a big ass safe. I don't know where they store their cars. Probably inside the ship. But, I could not get in there. I wandered around the plane until an AA member arrived. A lift brings him up and he drove on the ship and parked it. He started reloading random guns and tossed them into his trunk. Looks like that they were planning a robbery or a turf. None knows. I quickly pulled out my Deagle in case he sees me and will try to kill me. Luckily he did not notice me but I continued sneaking around and taking pictures of the base. A Director called me out of nowhere and the AA member heard something ringing. He started coming towards me but I quickly hid behind some kind of a container. AA are cold-blooded people, they don't give a single fuck if you're dead or alive. They want their freedom, money, and members. I quickly rang my SF Agent to come by the AA ship with a fast boat so I could escape. I managed to escape alive and these are some of the pictures that I managed to take.
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    EVENING ACTIVITY.

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    #520
    Event Name: Last Man Standing
    LWS/G6/CEO: @Brondy
    Prize: 1.000.000
    Winner(S): ToB|Rubik
    Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/QafGInF


 

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