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07/12/24

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Right after we finished our meeting, cops have raided our club house. Bas decided that our location has been compromised so we rode to our other place and then returned. Right after that we went and helped OB's event.

 

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Posted (edited)
2025-01-03
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Roleplay #1
**A Raid for Supplies: **
Under Fire at the Renegados’ Base
The orange glow of the setting sun faded into the shadows as the Rebels MC crew—Felix, Felicia, and Bas—navigated through the alleys near the Renegados' heavily guarded base. Their objective was clear: retrieve critical supplies to sustain their operations. Felix crouched behind a rusted truck and motioned for the others to follow. "The warehouse is locked, but we don’t need it," he said. His sharp eyes landed on a truck parked near the back wall. "We check that truck first. Something about it feels off." Bas nodded, keeping his knife ready. "Stay sharp. The Renegados don’t mess around," he muttered. As they moved closer, Felicia suddenly froze. "Wait. Someone’s here," she whispered, her voice tense. From the shadows, a Renegados member appeared, holding a rifle. "BAS! GET DOWN!" Felix shouted as gunfire erupted, echoing through the alley. The crew scattered, diving behind cover as bullets ricocheted off the walls. "F***, where did he come from?!" Felicia cursed, peeking around the corner. She fired a shot to keep the assailant at bay while Bas ducked behind a dumpster, spotting their chance. "I SEE SUPPLY IN THAT TRUCK!" Bas yelled, pointing toward the tire of the camouflaged vehicle. Felix made a break for it, dodging bullets as he slid behind the truck. "Cover me!" he called out. Felicia opened fire, forcing the Renegados member to retreat momentarily. Felix quickly pried open the truck’s tire and found a hidden package inside. "Got it! Let’s move!" Felix shouted, clutching the package as the Renegados member switched to a sniper and started firing them. The trio ran for their lives, weaving through alleys and dodging incoming fire. As they reached their bikes, Bas yelled, "Felix, GO!" The roar of their engines drowned out the chaos behind them as they sped away into the night.
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**Back at the Rebels’ Base **
Safe behind the gates of their hideout, the Rebels caught their breath. Felix placed the package on the table, his hands still shaking. "This better be worth it," he muttered, slicing the tape open with a knife. Inside, neatly wrapped in plastic, was a fine white powder. Felicia leaned in, her eyebrows furrowing. "Coke. The Renegados are running drugs. No wonder they were so protective of it." Bas smirked, lighting a cigarette. "We just hit their stash. They’re gonna come for us now." Felix nodded. "Let ‘em. We’ve got what we came for, and they’ll learn not to mess with the Rebels MC." The group shared a grim laugh, knowing the war with the Renegados was far from over. For now, they had secured what they needed, but the streets of San Andreas were about to get a whole lot hotter.
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Edited by SWT
Posted (edited)
2025-01-04
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Roleplay #1
The Rebels MC had been in turmoil ever since Felicia, a member of the club, left abruptly after a chaotic shootout at their base Word spread that she hadn’t even turned in her vest—an unforgivable act in the eyes of the brotherhood Bas, the club president, declared that they couldn’t let her actions go unpunished It wasn’t just about her it was about the principle of loyalty and respect for the club's code “Time for a repo mission,” Bas muttered to the others as they stood near their bikes, the roar of engines echoing in the air Reports said Felicia was spotted driving a G-Wagon, full of other gang members, flaunting her defiance The Rebels weren’t going to let that slide As the crew rolled out, they spotted her vehicle in Downtown The plan was simple: cut her off, retrieve the vest, and send a message “Bas, do the talking I’ll do the seizing,” Felix reminded, signaling that action would speak louder than words Felicia was cornered near the underpass, but she remained defiant Old friends exchanged tense words, with Bas trying to convince her to return what she owed the club “How’s KJ treating you so far?” Felix asked sarcastically, hinting at her newfound alliances After cornering Felicia in Downtown, the Rebels gave her one last chance to hand over the vest and walk away. But her defiance ran deep, and she refused to back down. Bas sighed heavily, his patience gone. "You had your chance," he said coldly. With swift precision, Felix and the other Rebels dragged Felicia out of the G-Wagon, ignoring the protests of her gang members. In the chaos, shots were fired, and Felicia fell. The Rebels quickly retrieved the vest, their symbol of loyalty and respect. Felix tossed it to Bas, who inspected it briefly before signaling the crew to leave the scene. The Rebels disappeared into the city as the sound of sirens echoed in the distance.
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Activity #1
Rebels saving everyone's ass out of jail again
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Activity #2
Rebels kidnapping a prison warden after freeing everyone
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2025-01-05
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Roleplay #1
Another day, another run in with pigs.. Another peaceful day of riding and exploring, interrupted by cops thinking they own the road. Eventually they'll understand things have changed, right? Eventually they'll get the message.. Right? Clearly we haven't quite gotten there yet. I was stopped for no reason, threaten with jailtime for no apparent reason, denied the opportunity to see a supervisor, and faced with blatant lies from cops. They couldn't come up with a single reason for the stop, or why they thought I belonged in jail. All they could say was 'You got stars' whatever that means. But apparently 'their suspicion alone is enough'.. Once again my hand was forced to help them see things in a new light. Or rather.. No light. Having dealt with their bullshit, I suddenly felt a deep desire for beer. Something to wash away the taste of pigs, who really needs to start minding their own fucking business. I headed off, went to our bar and cracked a cold one. A good day afterall.
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Roleplay #2
The day was slow and calm, not much was happening. I was just cruising around when I got a call from an old friend of mine, who I hadn't spoken to for quite some time. 'Bagetto, I need your help getting rid of a minor problem. I'm outside of Helvete right now.' 'Say less old friend, I'm on my way' As I arrived he was looking a bit nervous, anxious almost. This wasn't just a minor problem for him, he had a body of a health inspector he needed to get rid of before anyone noticed. Luckily though, it wasn't exactly new territory for me. He had already managed to get the body in his truck, but had no idea what to do with it now. We got in, and I guided him to a far away place, that I had commonly used for both hostages and as a burial site in the past. As we arrived I made quick work of it - Blew the truck to hell, leaving the body and truck unrecognizable and the murder untraceable. As things were wrapped up, we got in one of my stashed away cars, and went on to get a last bite for the day.
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Roleplay #3
After cornering Felicia in Downtown, the Rebels gave her one last chance to hand over the vest and walk away. But her defiance ran deep, and she refused to back down. Bas sighed heavily, his patience gone. "You had your chance," he said coldly. With swift precision, Felix and the other Rebels dragged Felicia out of the G-Wagon, ignoring the protests of her gang members. In the chaos, shots were fired, and Felicia fell. The Rebels quickly retrieved the vest, their symbol of loyalty and respect. Felix tossed it to Bas, who inspected it briefly before signaling the crew to leave the scene. The Rebels disappeared into the city as the sound of sirens echoed in the distance.
A few days later, the Rebels gathered at their clubhouse, celebrating their victory. The tension had eased, and the members felt invincible. But the calm wouldn’t last. Late one evening, the rumble of engines echoed outside their clubhouse. Felix looked out the window, spotting a convoy of G-Wagons and bikes—KJ had come for revenge. “Bas, they’re here,” Felix growled, grabbing his shotgun. The Rebels quickly armed themselves and prepared to defend their turf. As the KJ gang members stormed in, a fierce shootout erupted. Bullets tore through the night as both sides fought fiercely. The clubhouse, once a haven, became a battlefield. The Rebels were outnumbered, but their knowledge of the clubhouse gave them the upper hand. Felix led the counterattack, using every advantage to trap and eliminate the intruders. Bas barked orders, keeping the crew coordinated and focused. One by one, the KJ gang members fell. The remaining few tried to retreat, but the Rebels showed no mercy. By the end of the night, the clubhouse stood victorious, the bodies of the KJ gang scattered outside as a warning.
The next morning, the Rebels gathered to assess the damage. The clubhouse was riddled with bullet holes, but their spirits were high. They had defended their home and sent a clear message to anyone who dared challenge them. “Felicia thought she could betray us, and KJ thought they could take us out,” Bas said, lighting a cigar. “Now, they know better.” Felix smirked, leaning against his bike. “They’ll think twice before messing with the Rebels again.” As the sun rose over the battered clubhouse, the Rebels prepared for whatever came next. In their world, loyalty was everything—and betrayal always had a price.
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VIP
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Total activities: 4
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2025-01-05

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We were doing our weekly meeting in one of our places when we noticed a stranger come inside the place and eavesdrop our conversations. We suspect him to be an informant of the police or our rivals so we forced the guy to get in our van and took him to the docks.

 

I had a yacht laying in the docks so we all hopped on board and took him to the open seas for interrogation. Turns out he was just a Rebels MC wannabe who came there to apply and we were just being too much paranoid... We gave the guy a test and accepted him as a hangaround.

 

Ofcourse we then allowed him to put our colours on his bike and celebrated the incident in a different bar of ours. @jofa joined us with the drinks.

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Felix had caught wind of a new guy in San Andreas—a lone biker who had been robbing houses on his own. It didn’t sit right with him. He brought it up to @SWT and @Bas, and the three agreed they couldn’t let someone run wild without knowing who they were dealing with. SWT, always eager for action, suggested they track him down and face him. It wasn’t long before SWT found out the guy was hanging around an old warehouse, a known spot for petty criminals and robbers. Without wasting time, the three mounted their bikes and rode out together to see what this guy was about.

They found him just as expected, alone in the warehouse. As soon as he spotted the Rebels patches, he froze, a mix of fear and excitement in his eyes. He wasn’t expecting anyone to confront him. Before they could question him, the warehouse doors creaked open, and a police officer walked in. Officer @Randy, a familiar face in the area, looked surprised to see a group of bikers. His hand hovered near his belt as he asked what they were doing there.

Bas, the calmest of the three, was quick to step forward. “We’re just working at the warehouse,” he said, keeping his tone steady and relaxed. But Felix wasn’t one to take kindly to police interference. He stepped up, his eyes locked on the cop. “You got a warrant to be here?” he asked, his voice sharp. Randy shifted uncomfortably, clearly unprepared for the question. “We’ve had reports of trespassing,” he responded, avoiding eye contact. Felix stood firm. “Then show the paperwork.”

While Felix kept the cop’s attention, Bas quietly made his way back to his truck, knowing things could take a turn. The officer started to get nervous, realizing he was outnumbered and alone. His hand moved to his gun, and his voice rose as he shouted orders. Before he could take control, Bas stepped back into view, a shotgun in his hands. The distinct click-clack of the shotgun being cocked echoed through the warehouse.

The cop hesitated, but that split second was all Felix needed. Without missing a beat, he drew his gun and fired. Officer Randy dropped to the floor. The warehouse fell into silence.

“We need to get out of here. Now,” they decided in a rush, already making their way to their bike. SWT glanced at the body one last time before following. Outside, @ the94 was just pulling up, unaware of what had gone down inside. He spotted the pack gearing up to leave and, without asking questions, joined the ride.

As they sped away from the warehouse, sirens pierced the air. Just as they had suspected, Randy had radioed for backup before stepping inside. The Rebels split up, each taking a different route to shake the cops. Most of them got away clean, but Felix wasn’t as lucky. The police caught up with him and brought him in.

Felix spent the night in a cell, his mind running over what had happened. By morning, they had no solid evidence to hold him. No murder weapon, no witnesses willing to talk. They had no choice but to let him go.

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Posted
2025-01-10
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StoreRob #1
SR with le boys
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StoreRob #2
Mall robbery
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Roleplay #1
Felix and I decided to pay SoA a visit. Coincidentally it would be so that Nanobob was there too. He welcomed us in and didn't mind us loading up our van with some of his boxes as he had better things to do. We cracked open the warehouse and loaded up on supplies. Happy but confused we drove back to good old dillimore to unload our crates into our supermarket as cover up.
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Assisting KJ BR
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Robbing stores with the boys
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