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Date: 1/07/25
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Activity: SR
Date: 1/07/25
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Activity: SR
Date: 2/07/25
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Edited July 2 by Happ

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Activity: SR
Date: 5/07/25
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Activity: SR
Date: 5/07/25
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Activity: SR
Date: 6/07/25
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Activity: SR
Date: 7/07/25
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Participants: CripZ / @JiirakDaniels @OutLawsBOT
RolePlay Story: 

It was one of them slow-ass afternoons, sun cookin’ the hood like bacon grease. Me and my day-one homie Vex was posted at the CripZ base, kickin’ back on them raggedy-ass lawn chairs, puffin’ on some loud and sippin' on that cheap ass forty.

Outta nowhere, Vex lit up, looked at me like he had some big-ass idea.
"Ayo, you ever heard of the Outlaws?" he asked, leanin’ in like it was top secret.
I squinted. "Outlaws? Ain’t they them wild-ass boys runnin' the southside?"
"Yeah," he said. "My boy Jiirak ridin’ with 'em. Said they celebratin’ a major W in they game, big money moves. Thinkin' it’s time we plug in wit' them."

I ain’t need no more convincing. We CripZ don’t pass up no bag. We made the call, chopped it up with Jiirak over burner, and boom—deal struck. Them Outlaws needed a steady supply of party juice, and who better to deliver than us?

So me and Vex hopped in the whip—a beat-up gray Rumpo van smellin’ like gas and success. We loaded that bitch with our finest brew: hood-favorite beers, high-class vodka, moonshine strong enough to slap ya granny, and even a few of them special THC-infused jungle juices. Them green bottles glowed like radioactive gold.

We hit the road, bumpin’ some old-school West Coast heat, rollin’ deep through Los Santos streets till we pulled up at the Outlaws’ base. Jiirak was already there, leanin’ on a rusty lowrider, puffin' on a Black & Mild like it was gospel.

He gave us the nod. “Unload it over there, by the crates. Keep it lowkey.”

We stacked them boxes, neat and tight like Tetris pros. After that, we all sat down on some busted couches, sparked a fat blunt and passed it ‘round like communion. We got to talkin’ ‘bout trust, street loyalty, makin’ a solid pipeline—CripZ and Outlaws, side by side, breakin’ bread and buildin’ legacy.

Shit felt like the start of somethin’ real. Jiirak even said, “This ain’t no one-time deal, homies. Y’all fam now.”

After the smoke cleared and the bottles clinked, we dap’d up, shared a few more laughs, and said our goodbyes. Me and Vex slid back in the van, speakers still thumpin’, trunk now empty but pockets feelin’ heavy.

Another win for the CripZ. Hustle don’t stop.

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Activity: SR
Date: 7/07/25
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Activity: SR
Date: 7/07/25
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Activity: SR
Date: 10/07/25
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