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Posted
2025-03-26
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StoreRob #1
📅 Date: 24/03/2025
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BankRob #1
📅 Date: 21/03/2025
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BankRob #2
📅 Date: 21/03/2025
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BankRob #3
📅 Date: 23/03/2025
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BankRob #4
📅 Date: 23/03/2025
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BankRob #5
📅 Date: 24/03/2025
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BankRob #6
📅 Date: 24/03/2025
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Activity #1
📅 Date: 24/03/2025
Riding Around and Robbing stores
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Activity #2
📅 Date: 24/03/2025
Assisting gangs in BRs
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Activity #3
📅 Date: 22/03/2025
Casino Robbery
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Activity #4
Deffending CR
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📊 Total Activities: 11
StoreRob: 1
BankRob: 6
Activity: 4

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Roleplay & Number:  Shadow Shipment: Rebels MC and Dangerous Trade & 8
Date: 31.03.2025
Participant(s): @JiirakDaniel @RebelsMotorcycleClub

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Two weeks ago, I had a phone call with one of the Rebels MC members. His voice was deep and firm, and he got straight to the point.
"Jirak wants to meet you in person. Come to the clubhouse."
It was short and direct. I took the directions and hung up without saying much. The Rebels MC clubhouse was hidden behind an old repair shop on the outskirts of the city. When I arrived at the gate, two burly men gave me scrutinizing looks.
"They’re expecting me," I said calmly.
One of them opened the door, and I stepped inside. The atmosphere was dimly lit. At the table sat a tall man with a thick black beard reaching down to his chest. I recognized him immediately Jirak, one of the most influential figures in Rebels MC.
Jirak stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and gestured for me to sit.
"You know, we always keep our business clean. But sometimes… adjustments need to be made," he said in his rough voice.
"I'm listening," I replied, leaning back in the chair.
"We need to send high quality motorcycles and parts to San Fierro. We want to use your company. You handle the logistics, and we'll accompany you to the ship to oversee the loading process. We need to be sure our goods reach their destination safely."
I nodded. "These kinds of deals come with a price, Jirak."
He chuckled. "Of course, we don’t expect a free service. Name your price. But just know if something goes wrong, we don’t just lose money."
I noticed the men around the room eyeing me carefully, all on high alert. I leaned forward and presented our price proposal. Jirak listened intently, then nodded. "Alright. Consider it done."
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A few days later, we began the loading process at the docks. Jirak and a few of his men stood by, watching every step closely. His eyes never left the motorcycles. For us, everything was going according to plan.
The hidden packages inside the motorcycle parts were our real profit. Rebels MC never asked too many questions as long as their shipment arrived safely.
As the last motorcycle was loaded onto the ship, Jirak approached me. "Everything looks like it's going smoothly. Let’s hope it stays that way."
I gave him a confident smile. "Everything is under control."
Jirak and his men mounted their bikes and rode away as soon as the loading was completed. For us, this wasn’t just another business deal. The hidden packages inside the crates were the most crucial part of our plan.
The ship’s engines roared to life, and its horn let out a long farewell sound. Until San Fierro’s port came into view, we wouldn’t be at ease. But then again, we always enjoyed taking risks.
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Posted
2025-04-02
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BankRob #1
📅 Date: 30/03/2025
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Turf #1
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Turf #2
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Turf #3
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Turf #4
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Roleplay #1
I was at the base, but I had to leave in a rush. The place was buzzing with new faces—prospects eager to prove themselves, but none of them had the right bikes to make a statement yet. I picked up the phone, dialing a contact I hadn’t called in a while. “I need a delivery of new Harleys,” I said, my voice steady. “Top condition. They’re for the new members—make them look good.” He didn’t hesitate. “I’ll drop them at your base. One of your new prospects will meet me there.” I left, knowing everything would be handled. I had other things to take care of, but I trusted the job would get done. When I returned hours later, the base was quieter than usual. But as I pulled in, I couldn’t help but stop and stare. The bikes were there—lined up, gleaming under the lights. They looked perfect, better than I expected. The prospect had done more than just meet the delivery guy—they had made sure everything was set up like it was meant to be. Each bike was positioned just right, almost like a display. I smirked to myself. The new members were going to have no trouble riding in style now. The streets would be ours again, and this was just the beginning.
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Activity #1
📅 Date: 30/03/2025
Casino Robbery
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Activity #2
📅 Date: 31/03/2025
Assisting YZ BR
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Activity #3
📅 Date: 31/03/2025
Casino Robbery
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📊 Total Activities: 9
BankRob: 1
Turf: 4
Roleplay: 1
Activity: 3

Posted
2025-04-03
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Roleplay #1
The club has been booming with activity lately. Pigs been killed, banks been robbed and rubber burned. Though our bikes are always kept neat and up to a certain standard, I figured I might as well do an extra maintenance check on a some bikes. I had a bit of time on my hands anyways, and it's a rather calming break from our more usual activities. I grabbed one of our bikes, checked everything was tightly in place as it was supposed, checked everything sounded as it should and made sure it ran how it needed. Not surprisingly, everything was in order. I took some time to polish it in the end, leaving it with a proper shine once more.
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Roleplay #2
As mentioned, the club has been booming lately, and so our bars have also been emptied quite thoroughly. TGB is no stranger to parties being thrown, alcohol being drunk and stock needing to be kept running constantly to keep up. Lately however, we have been experiencing a very sudden surge of a lot of new people, that know just how to throw one back. Time was nigh to get some new alcohol down there, to keep it running smoothly, and so I set out to do just that. I got in my flatbed and loaded plenty of crates from our storage unit, transported them to TGB, where Pedro looked a little bored. This ofc meant he would do the unloading while moved on with some other business.
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📊 Total Activities: 2
Roleplay: 2

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