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RP Number: 28
Participants: kelaez
RP Story: 

In the upscale streets of Los Santos, a sly Outlaw dealer identified a wealthy client eager to indulge in the finer and more illicit pleasures. Seizing the opportunity, the Outlaw concocted a plan to overcharge the unsuspecting individual.

Outlaw Dealer, suavely: "Looking for something exclusive? I've got just the thing."

Wealthy Customer, intrigued: "I want the best. Money is no issue."

The Outlaw Dealer, smirking internally, presented a small package containing a purportedly premium substance.

Outlaw Dealer: "This is top-shelf, imported for those who appreciate the finest. Cost reflects the exclusivity."

Wealthy Customer, not blinking an eye: "How much?"

The Outlaw Dealer, with an inflated figure in mind, confidently replied: "Five grand for an experience money can't buy anywhere else."

With a nonchalant nod, the wealthy customer handed over the cash, trusting in the exclusivity promised by the Outlaw.

Wealthy Customer: "Better be worth it."

Outlaw Dealer, fading into the city's opulent shadows: "You won't be disappointed. Enjoy the luxury."

As the wealthy customer navigated his extravagant surroundings, little did he know he had fallen victim to the Outlaw's calculated overcharge. The streets whispered of yet another successful scheme, leaving the Outlaw Dealer to vanish into the upscale anonymity of Los Santos.


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RP Number: 29
Participants: kelaez
RP Story: 

In the concealed pockets of Los Santos, where the city's heartbeat pulsed to the clandestine rhythm of underworld transactions, an Outlaw street dealer occupied a dimly lit alley. The gritty ambiance played host to a potential customer whose demeanor hinted at a desire for something beyond the ordinary – a pistol.

The Outlaw Dealer, clad in a weathered leather jacket that bore witness to countless deals, acknowledged the unspoken need. From the concealed folds, he carefully presented a compact pistol. The metal gleamed subtly in the muted glow of distant streetlights, and the firearm's contours hinted at tales of unspoken power.

Outlaw Dealer, his voice a low cadence edged with confidence: "This piece is more than just metal; it's a whisper of assurance in uncertain times. Yours, for the right price."

The pistol, a compact marvel with a history etched in its surface, bore the marks of countless transactions and clandestine dealings. It was a tool of empowerment in the dance of survival within the city's shadows.

Customer, their gaze captivated by the weapon: "How much are we talking?"

Outlaw Dealer, negotiating with a calculated smile: "Five hundred, and you'll be holding not just a firearm but a symbol of control."

With a swift exchange of cash, the customer cradled the pistol, its weight offering a tangible promise of newfound strength.

Customer, tucking it away with a nod of satisfaction: "Hope it lives up to its reputation."

Outlaw Dealer, his silhouette fading into the enveloping shadows: "Trust me, you won't be disappointed. Keep it discreet out there."

As the customer ventured into the labyrinthine streets, the Outlaw Dealer retreated into the dusk, leaving behind the hushed echoes of another transaction in the veiled recesses of Los Santos. 
 


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RP Number: 30
Participants: kelaez
RP Story: 

In Los Santos, Zecabra navigated the underworld, dealing in a mysterious substance known as "White Powder." Rumors surrounded his origins, suggesting a past in corporate espionage. A fallout led him to the illicit market, where the enigmatic powder became his signature trade.

In a dim alley, Zecabra prepared to meet "Silhouette," a regular customer.

Zecabra: Early tonight, Silhouette.

Silhouette: Quick, Zecabra.

Zecabra revealed a vial of the coveted "White Powder," its glow casting an ethereal sheen.

Zecabra: Fresh batch.

Silhouette: People are curious. What's the secret?

Zecabra: Classified information. It unlocks doors.

Silhouette: Cryptic. How much?

Zecabra: The usual, but discreet. This stuff turns heads.

Silhouette paid, and Zecabra vanished, leaving his customer with the elusive powder. Zecabra's legend grew in the clandestine corners of Los Santos.


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Activity Number: 208

Activity Type: VIP

Activity Date: 07/02/2024

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Activity Type: SRs

Activity Date: 07/02/2024

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Activity Type: Assisting SM BR SF

Activity Date: 07/02/2024

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