zaza Posted April 21 Posted April 21 Official Topic: click here Moonshine business : With the profits made with the drug business, CripZ was able to create an alcohol industry. Alcohol is distributed to friendly and neutral gangs in big quantities through independent shippers like truckers under threat and the gang resources. The alcohol is produced in San Andreas, with a decentralized system. The production areas can be found in old abandoned factories, undercover business and several flats and houses in CripZ territory. Those production areas which aren't within the limits of the CripZ's territories are used as hidden business for the distribution of the alcohol in a legal appearance. The agricultural products required for the alcohol making can be found in Flint County farms, where farmers get a good profit for their harvest and gladly cooperate with the gang. When the production in Flint County isn't large enough, the resources may enter legally through Los Santos docks or illegally through small airplanes which land on lonely areas coming from other countries. The products coming from Flint County come in a totally legal way, those who come through the docks often require bribings and the airplane smuggling is done totally against the laws. The legal transport is done in a fast way. The transport of the illegal products to the production area is done through bribing of local departments to avoid highway patrols or through fake load papers provided by the mafias which get a profit with other CripZ's activities. Sometimes the risk is taken, and truckers are sent with illegal loads, but the price of the alcohol is risen. At the production areas the agriculture products are transformed in the required alcohol and bottled. These bottles may receive fake labels of famous alcohol brands that easily go through the checkpoints or be transported in the same way as agricultural products, with the help of bribes and fake papers.Alcohol is delievered safely and prize is variable depending on the money used for the transport, which is often very small compared with the huge profit obtained with the selling of the product. Vehicular distribution by standard modification of branded vehicles: The majority of vehicular theft around SA are carried out by us. We externally ship vehicles, parts and illegally modified bespoke engines, tailored to meet the exact requirements through job production. Disassembly of common branded vehicles are performed for recreation of our own vehicles, in which has superseded the automotive industry, rendering our vehicles to be distributed at the highest price on the black market. Smuggling these vehicles globally to become renowned throughout all prestigious gangs is our goal. Primarily, our main contract resides in the legal partnership with the renowned party Cuban Liberation Organisation. We have our own garage which serves a specific purpose and service to each and every organisation that we sell to. In exchange, we have been met with an agreement in order to be provided with security and weaponry, whilst manufacturing mechanical parts. Whilst vehicular manufacturing is our primary concern, carjacking is widely carried out throughout San Andreas. They are then taken to private garages, these are either sold on very quickly or have been re-modified to make the car discrete. We have contracts with the licensing agency to provide alternate registered license plates. We are also in the habit of providing security vans, made to sustain military grade weaponry and explosives. These are provided to organisations that can do as they please. Drug Trafficking: CripZ was already doing little security, transportation and sometimes being the middleman in a drug deal.But they wanted to do more than that over time. After gaining a big profit from moonshine and illegal vehicles. They were looking to expand the gang income because CripZ was a developing gang and its expenses were too big. So they sent their scouts around San Andreas to get information about the drug thing. The scouts were reporting that drug business can be really interesting and profitable if the managing person can play the right cards. CripZ had to expand its self if they wanted to have respect all around the San Andreas. So they started by buying little amounts of drugs from local dealers and dealing them at other places while other respected members set up a factory to produce drugs and find a safe way to transport the drugs without the police noticing. Media Archive Banners ! 6
Bakuninboston Posted April 29 Posted April 29 (edited) (1) RolePlay Story: (Zaza's Release Day) w/ @Dodoo @Duff @vetoqnx @NoName @zaza @brondy @ess A few years ago, after the FBI and SWAT raids on CripZ, the gang had lost its former power. Some members of the gang were captured, while others went into hiding and continued their operations in secret. Zaza was one of the leaders of this gang. After serving some time in prison for the charges against him, he appealed the case and won. Late in the afternoon, one of the blue cars idling in front of the Los Santos Courthouse kept its engine running. No one inside the car was talking. They were all waiting for one thing: For Zaza to step into freedom. As Zaza descended the courthouse stairs in his grey suit, he squinted as he looked outside. A slight smile appeared on his face when he saw the CripZ members waiting below. Dodoo (in the car): "There he is... He's coming out. Still walking like the same guy." All the crew members got out of the car and prepared to welcome him with hugs. Duff (smiling): "Zaza's back, boys. It's his time now!" Zaza walked down the courthouse steps in his grey suit, squinting as he looked out. He smiled slightly when he saw the CripZ members waiting below. Duff immediately approached and hugged Zaza tightly. Duff: "It's over, bro. The streets are waiting for you." Zaza: "Then let's not celebrate the past. Let's celebrate the future." Noname (smiling): Don't worry Zaza, we're going to your favourite place, the strip club. The team got in the car and drove to a strip club in Los Santos, known as a luxury. In the car, Brondy, Zoe and Zaza were chatting about life. Zaza (looking at the streets of Los Santos from inside the car): "This place is still familiar..." When the CripZ team arrived at the club, the guard at the door seemed to recognise them. Red neon lights merged with the bass sounds emanating from inside. The doors opened and the crew entered. Dim lights, red leather seats and rhythmic music... CripZ settled into his own section. Drinks arrived, dancers took the stage. The atmosphere was far from tense, but it carried hope and plans. The club was filled with purple and red lights. The members of CripZ were spread out in boxes in the back corner, with Veto and Noname in charge of the team's security. Drinks, cigars and laughter on the tables... The atmosphere was completely reserved for Zaza. Brondy: "We kept quiet while you were inside, but now it's our turn." Zaza stood up from his seat and raised his whisky glass. Zaza: "I always wondered who had my back when I was in there... CripZ is like no one else." Duff: "The boys got your back on the outside and the inside. Let's celebrate this fucking day!" XxX was on stage now. While Duff focused on the fun for a short while, the other members were laughing and joking with each other, Dodoo was cripz-walking, Veto was looking around and Zoe was checking the vehicles outside. Leonidas (shouting from behind): "Tonight is ours!" Veto (looking through his glasses): "Next one is for Zaza. Not everyone deserves a second chance." Later in the night, Zaza and Duff retreated to talk alone at a table a little away from the boxes. As they slowly sipped their drinks, their eyes were not on the stage, but on each other and the streets. Duff: "The streets weakened without you. We retreated too... but it was just silence." Zaza: "That silence is over. We have to reorganise. We need to rebuild the organisation. The dealers, the connections..." Zaza (takes a deep breath): "The street has not forgotten me. I haven't forgotten it either. Let's have fun tonight. Tomorrow new rules begin." The team had fun until the morning, two luxurious blue coloured vehicles were driven towards the territory. Edited April 29 by Bakuninboston 4 1
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 (edited) Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: pt1 I was chillin’ at the base, sun beatin’ down on the hood, smokin’ one and vibin’ with my crew. We were low on nothin’ but I had plans in motion—moves to make, strings to pull. I hit up one of our boys at Ammu-Nation, a trusted worker who's been tight with the CripZ for a minute. Ain’t just business—it’s loyalty. I told him I needed a few AKs, some Glocks, and a couple shotguns. Standard loadout, nothin’ too crazy. Truth is? We didn’t need ‘em. We manufacture our own heat—top-tier pieces built in-house. This was about pullin’ him deeper into the fold. If we were gonna expand, we needed more than muscle—we needed sellers. People who could move product with clean faces and dirt on the hands we couldn’t see. He agreed. Said he’d hook me up. So I slid into my ride, blacked-out windows, bass low but heavy, and rolled up to the Ammu-Nation. He handed over the gear like it was candy on Halloween. No hesitation. I dapped him up, tossed the crates in my trunk, and got ghost. Back to the base. Once I got home, I opened up the stash room, handed out the weapons—each member got what they needed. Smiles all around. The kind you don’t see unless there’s iron in their palms. Job done. But I wasn’t finished. Screenshots: Spoiler Edited May 7 by Happ
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: pt2 Next morning, I got back in the whip, engine purring like a beast ready to eat. Headed out to our warehouse—the one the cops still ain’t found. Weapons stacked wall to wall, crates labeled in code only we know. Everything from SMGs to sniper pieces. I loaded up my ride till the suspension kissed the ground. Careful not to get pulled, I rolled back to our Ammu-Nation connect. Told him straight—we ain’t here to beg. We supply. He nodded, eyes wide at the firepower. Told me he'd sell it all and give us 55% of each sale, plus a 50% bulk discount on anything we might need down the line. It wasn’t just a win. It was a power move. We ain’t just street soldiers—we’re businessmen now. I handed him the goods, made sure the paperwork looked clean, then dipped. Drove back to the base, parked up, and let loose with the homies. Music up, drinks out, smoke in the air. Another day in the life of Happy Lowman. CripZ stay ten steps ahead. Screenshots: Spoiler
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 (edited) Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Was a quiet evening at the base. Crew was laid back, cards on the table, smoke hangin' in the air like a lazy cloud. I was loungin' with my feet up, thinkin’ on our next hustle. We already had the heat flowin’, but the streets don’t run on bullets alone. They run on vice—liquor, lust, and loyalty. So I grabbed the keys to the whip, hopped in, and fired it up. Next stop? Our alcohol manufacturing warehouse—CripZ-run, off-the-books, deep in an industrial zone where nosy types don’t go. We make the good stuff. Whiskey. Vodka. Even some local brews with a kick that’ll drop a biker flat. When I pulled up, the boys had the crates ready. No words needed. They knew the drill. I popped the trunk, folded down the seats, and stacked bottle after bottle ‘til the whole ride smelled like a bar on payday. Car packed and low to the ground, I hit the road, first stop one of the local bars near Vinewood. Owner was outside havin' a smoke, nervous eyes but a good heart. I told him I was here to supply—no middlemen, no markup. Just clean bottles for a fair price, and more importantly? Protection. I laid it out real clear: Monthly deliveries. Regular supply. And if any other gang so much as breathes in your direction, CripZ got your back. He nodded fast, shook my hand even faster. Next bar, same deal. Some were hesitant, but once I laid the bottles on the counter and let 'em take a sip? They were sold. Quality talks loud. And the promise of not getting their place shot up? That’s worth its weight in gold. By the time the sun dipped, I’d hit five bars. All signed up. All ready to be part of our network. I wasn’t just pushing liquor—I was building a web. One that keeps us in pockets, ears, and influence across the city. Rolled back to the base, trunk empty, pockets full. The crew asked how it went. I just cracked open a bottle from the reserve, leaned back, and grinned. “Business is flowin’.” Screenshots: Spoiler Edited May 7 by Happ
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 (edited) Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: City heat was dry, but the streets were alive. I was ridin’ solo in my blacked-out Charger, cruisin’ slow past the neon lights and fast money. I wasn’t out to party—I was out to remind folks who really runs this city. First stop, a flashy little club on the east side. Packed on weekends, bottles flowin’, security posted like they mattered. I walked in through the back, slid past the kitchen, and found the owner in his office. Didn’t even knock. Just opened the door with a calm look and a heavy piece in my hand. Glock, chrome finish—visible. Not pointed. Not needed. My eyes said the rest. “Nice place you got,” I told him. “Shame if somethin’ happened to it.” He tried to talk tough, but his voice cracked halfway through. I laid it out plain: “You pay the CripZ a small fee—monthly. We keep your doors open, your drinks flowin’, and your windows intact. You don’t? My crew shows up and turns this whole club inside out. And trust me… we don’t stop at just furniture.” He nodded. Quick. Didn’t need convincing. Wrote the number down, said it’d be ready by Friday. I left with a smile. Next stop was a greasy food joint near Vespucci. The owner thought he was untouchable 'cause he served half the cops off-duty. I reminded him cops eat burgers—they don’t protect businesses when bullets start flyin’. Same routine: back door, one-on-one. Gun never raised, just rested in my palm like a sleeping threat. He folded fast. Fear always hits harder when it's wrapped in a calm voice and steady hand. By the time the night was over, I’d hit three more spots. One club, two restaurants. All now officially under CripZ protection. All knew the consequences if they ever thought of skipping out or talking sideways. I ain’t just some street thug. I’m the rep. The handshake and the hammer. Every spot I touched tonight knew that if they weren’t paying up, they were payin’ in blood. Cruisin’ back to base, city lights bouncin’ off the hood, I lit a smoke and cracked a grin. Another night. Another tax collected. And the CripZ? We don’t knock. We enter. Screenshots: Spoiler Edited May 7 by Happ
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 Event type: Airbox Prize: 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Thunder Winner(s): Bary ScreenShots: Spoiler
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 Event type: Arrest at Jefferson motel Prize: 20.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Brondy Winner(s): DOOM ScreenShots: Spoiler
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 Event type: freeway race Prize: 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Brondy Winner(s): butcher ScreenShots: Spoiler
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 Event type: all vs all box Prize: 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Brondy Winner(s): Jellyfish ScreenShots: Spoiler
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 Event type: 1v1 sniper hs Prize: 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Brondy Winner(s): yuki ScreenShots: Spoiler
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 Event type: all vs all sniper hs Prize: 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Brondy Winner(s): 333 ScreenShots: Spoiler
Happ Posted May 7 Posted May 7 Event type: trdm sniper hs Prize: 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Brondy Winner(s): 555 team ScreenShots: Spoiler
Bakuninboston Posted Monday at 21:24 Posted Monday at 21:24 (edited) (27/04/2025 - 12/05/2025) Total Activity: 32 Store Robbery (1) Spoiler Store Robbery (2) Spoiler Store Robbery (3) Spoiler Store Robbery (4) Spoiler Store Robbery (5) Spoiler Store Robbery (6) Spoiler Store Robbery (7) Spoiler Store Robbery (8) Spoiler Store Robbery (9) Spoiler Store Robbery (10) Spoiler Store Robbery (11) Spoiler Store Robbery (12) Spoiler Store Robbery (13) Spoiler Store Robbery (14) Spoiler Store Robbery (15) Spoiler Store Robbery (16) Spoiler Store Robbery (17) Spoiler Store Robbery (18) Spoiler Store Robbery (19) Spoiler Store Robbery (20) Spoiler Store Robbery (21) Spoiler Store Robbery (22) Spoiler Store Robbery (23) Spoiler Store Robbery (24) Spoiler Store Robbery (25) Assisting BankRob (1) Spoiler Assisting BankRob (2) Spoiler Assisting BankRob (3) Spoiler Assisting BankRob (4) Spoiler Assisting CasinoRob (1) Spoiler JailBreaking (1) Spoiler JailBreaking (2) Spoiler Edited Monday at 21:56 by Bakuninboston 1 1
Bakuninboston Posted Monday at 21:58 Posted Monday at 21:58 (edited) (27/04/2025 - 12/05/2025) Total Event: 12 (with Happy's posts.) (8) Event type: Chicken Shooter Prize: $ 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Zaza ScreenShots: Spoiler (9) Event type: CarShow Prize: $ 2.000.000, $ 1.000.000, $ 500.000 and Mysterious Gift LWS Helper(s) Zaza ScreenShots: Spoiler (10) Event type: CarShow Prize: $ 500.000 per round LWS Helper(s) Zaza ScreenShots: Spoiler (11) Event type: Sniper LMS Prize: $ 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Zaza ScreenShots: Spoiler (12) Event type: All Box Prize: $ 1.000.000 LWS Helper(s) Zaza ScreenShots: Spoiler Edited Monday at 21:59 by Bakuninboston 1
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