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Date: 11/01/2024 LWS Helper: @MaRoO Event Type: 2V2 Duel Prize: $2.000.000 Winners: @Thunder@Curny Screenshots:

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Nice locations but only for a new kind of robbery, not SR.

Address: Grove Pawn Shop Account name: capitalwe Last seen: 27.12.23 Screenshots:

Address: Peeping trailer 2 Account name: capitalwe Last seen: 27.12.23 Screenshots:

Address: Eliwa explosives Account name: mahdize Last seen: 25.11.2023 Screenshots:

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SOLD TO SKES!

SOLD

Date: 15/12/2023 LWS Helper: @Yasin Cengiz Event Type: Race Prize: $1.000.000 Winner: @Aoxy Date: 15/12/2023 LWS Helper: @Yasin Cengiz Event Type: Motel LMS Prize: $2.000.000 Winner: @Aoxy Date: 15/12/2023 LWS Helper: @Yasin Cengiz Event Type: Fallout Prize: $1.000.000 Winner: @flappy

Date: 14/12/2023 Participants: @charles @WetCat @Bugsy @BOB @RiOO @lazar_ @Snoupa @pastaa Roleplay title: The Senator's loyalty Part 2 Bugsy, one of the team members, was trapped. He was arrested at the mansion before he could join the others. Charles seeing that one of the team member was missing, immediately realized that their plans were in jeopardy. But the shadow created by the crew wasn't about to give up without a fight. Charles, Frank, and Rio, realizing they had been caught armed, clashed with law enforcement. The sirens of police cruisers howled, and the city streets became the scene for a dangerous game of cat and mouse. The chase continued, and driving became like a dance of death in the ominous glow of the streetlights. Every decision Charles and his allies made was a matter of life and death. They passed through narrow alleys, ignoring the standard rules, and their car became a shadow disappearing into the night's succession. However, there was one last challenge of fate on the road to freedom. In an attempt to avoid the chase, the team, at full speed, crashed into an obstacle, causing exploding chaos. The car flipped over, spinning in a moment of plunging into darkness. A hard blow, a collision with reality, caused Charles to lose consciousness. The world around him became blurred and frightening. Reality swirled like a series of nightmarish images, and Charles found himself trapped in his own nightmares. Rio, who had left the chase scene in the cop car, had been caught and wounded in the course of the holdup. Every moment of pain reminded him of the thwarted plans and loss of freedom. His shadow was fading in the prison gloom. Frank, who had fought the police in a shootout, was seriously wounded. Each of his large bandages was a testament to his warlike past. Now he found himself in custody, with the power of the police replaced by the shadow of a criminal empire. Thus ended the success story of the Underground Empire team. The shadow that had once forgiven the city was swallowed up in a whirlwind of laws. The mobsters were in the hands of justice, and now the dark streets of the city rested from their influence for a while. Charles, Bugsy, Rio and Frank were convicted of their crimes. The shadow they projected disappeared, and their story became a warning to those who dared to embark on the path of crime. When the shadow fades, all that remains is reality - the price that must be paid for crime.

Date: 14/12/2023 Participants: @charles @WetCat @Bugsy @BOB @RiOO Roleplay title: The Senator's loyalty Part 1 Where elegance and power came together, a scheme emerged that affected the very upper echelons of society. The Empire, in search of a new source of influence, turned to the skillful butler of a senator's family mansion, a man capable of opening the doors to the backwaters of power. The butler, named Anthony Blake, was a man of fine taste and high standards. His reputation in the world of palace intrigue and impeccable service was impeccable, which attracted the attention of shadowy figures in the city. A team consisting of Mr. Charles, Mr. Frank, Mr. Bugsy and Mr. Rio posed as representatives of a respected cleaning company, hiding their real intentions behind this facade. There was a melody to the Undergrround Empire's words, and Anthony realized that behind that melody lay something much more complex. The day of "cleaning" the mansion had arrived, and the mafia team dropped the disguise of splendor on its members, changing them into standard janitorial uniforms. The black truck, not giving away its secrets, slowly pulled up to the majestic gates of the mansion. Anthony, awaiting their arrival, greeted them with a smile, unaware of the real plans beneath those gray uniforms. The team, armed with a multitude of tools and sheltering behind bags of supposed "cleaning" products, looked like ordinary janitors. "Welcome, guys. Your schedule and task list are on the table in the hallway. Let's make this house shine," Edward said, letting them inside. In the senator's office, members of the mob stood beside the safe, engrossed in the task of breaking in. The flickering candlelight touched their faces, expressions of tension and anticipation. Mr. Charles, gave the command to begin the break-in. Hands and tools moved with a kind of magic until the safe gave the first sign that its mysterious world might soon be revealed. But suddenly, the music of their skill was replaced by a disturbing chord. One of the bugs activated inside the safe was transmitting alarm chimes. The walls of the mansion spoke in warning language and the team was pulled into a new reality. "Alert alarm! Urgent, get out!" exclaimed Mr. Frank, sensing the growing threat.

Date: 14/12/2023 Participants: @charles @KarDeL@Miltingary Helpers: Special thanks to @fenter Roleplay title: Drug Deal in Heaven In a hot Mexican desert backwater, where the sun scorches the earth and nothing but shimmering bushes is visible, a secret deal is born. The Underground Empire, skilled in the art of shady deals, decided to link up with their Mexican partners to smuggle drugs across the border. A calculated dialog between glasses of whiskey began, Mr. Charles discussing with Mr. Kardel a plan to ship drugs across the Mexican border. Unspoken threats and promises loomed in every word. The seeming atmosphere of amusement concealed something much darker. South of the border, at a secluded airport owned by the Mexican Mafia, the mysterious phase of the operation was beginning. In the evening, as the sun hid behind the horizon, airplanes brought in from the shadowy canals stood on the runway, as if waiting for the moment of takeoff into the uncharted world of the drug trade. Under the cover of night, mechanics loyal to the Mexican Mafia checked every screw and bolt on these specially prepared machines. The gleaming coffins, ready for their black flight, obeyed strict orders. The airfield turned into a quiet but meaningful stage of preparation. Bags of drugs, carefully hidden in the most unexpected places, were prepared for their journey. Containers outfitted to disguise their secrets were carefully arranged in the cargo bays. In a ruthless desert where the stars shone brightly like witnesses to an illegal transaction, Mr. Miltingary sat behind the wheel of his black pickup truck, surrounded by silent colleagues watching the skies. A dark oasis in the uninhabited expanse was the scene for the next act of this clandestine operation. Surrounded by high dunes, they chose the perfect place to wait for the first batch to be dropped by their airplane. Mr. Miltingary was closely monitoring the frequency on the radio scanner, ready for action in the dark of night. After three nervous rounds of flying as the planes dropped their contraband cargo, Charles and his companions, the embodied ghosts of the night, were ready for the final act of this illegal transaction. The trucks, loaded to capacity, slowly made their way to their secret base where the booty awaited unloading. In the dark desert, the lights of the trucks' headlights were like beacons in the ocean, pointing the way home. The loading was done smoothly and quickly, as if the team knew every step beforehand. The containers of drugs and other illegal cargo were neatly arranged in the trucks, and the drivers felt the weight of their responsible cargo. Under the cover of night, they approached their base like ghosts returning from a dark journey. Inside the walls of their secret hideout, the unloading operation began. The side gates swung open with furtive movements, and the trucks drove in, leaving sandy footprints behind them.

You weren't in the game i was waiting for you all day, you were outbid.

Starting bid: 10.000.000$ minimum bid increase: 2.000.000$ Benefits: 1) Amazing location to train with your friends 2) Location near turf 3) Cheap Disadvantages: 1) There's a police donation car parked nearby

Starting bid: 20.000.000$ minimum bid increase: 2.000.000$ BUYOUT: 35.000.000 Benefits: 1) Near Jail 2) Got disket to spawn your cars 3) Not that bad income Disadvantages: Only one, girls will look at you with fire in their eyes and guys will be jealous asf.

SOLD TO KARDEL, L&A

Meet me in the game

Date: 11/12/2023 Participants: @charles @WetCat @RiOO@Henry@M8N@lazar_ @Tauriel Roleplay title: Web of Betrayal: Empire, Law Enforcement, and the Bone County Bikers. In the ruthless world of organized crime, Mr. Charles, a member of a Mafia empire, is skilled in the art of intrigue and betrayal. At one point, his sights are set on Bone County, a territory controlled by two small biker organizations, Hells Angels and Lost MC. Mr. Charles, together with his accomplices Mr. Frank and Mr. Rio, cunning and cold-blooded mobsters, offered them participation in a big deal - the supply of weapons, drugs and other "useful things". The deal was supposed to be perfect, but what the mobsters skillfully concealed was agreed upon in advance with law enforcement. The plan was so insidious that it led to the destruction and arrests of members of both biker organizations. A white day, ablaze with sunlight, was the backdrop for an unexpected conversation that was taking place in the shadows between houses in Bone County. Mr. Charles, in his luxurious suit, was meeting with the officers to offer them his devious deal. The meeting took place in a neutral location, in a parking lot on a deserted street where the whispering wind would distort the sounds of their dialogue. The officers, wary but still intrigued, listened to every word. They had to choose a path between duty and opportunity, a controversial decision weighed against terabytes of information and a fraction of Mr. Charles's credibility. The deserted terrain of Tierra Robada swallowed the sounds of strained nerves as Mr. Charles'a sinister plan went to the next level. As the officers set about making arrests, the bikers, surrounded by an ambush, began to sense that something had gone wrong. The intertwining of mob intrigue and gamesmanship with the officers led to a point where members of the Hells Angels and Lost MC began to question each other's honesty. Heightened feelings of betrayal and mistrust erupted into open confrontation. The sounds of motorcycle engines were drowned out by gunfire as members of both factions opened fire at each other. The sand dunes became an arena where bullets snapped off target, creating a stupefying downpour of fire and sound in the desert silence. Mr. Charles, along with Mr. Frank and Mr. Rio, watching this spectacle from afar, realized that his finely orchestrated scheme was beginning to spiral out of control. He was a spectator, and the sandy arena had become a battleground where the shadows of betrayal and fear danced in a dance of death. Those who should have been his allies were now shooting at each other, forgotten in the greed of exposure. Officers, also incensed by the sudden outbreak of chaos, rushed for cover, and the desert, like a keeper of dark secrets, was silent, absorbing all that was happening. Underground Empire, were able to regain control of their territories, shedding only fleeting shadows in the dance of influence. Their return was not marred by spilled blood, thanks to a carefully constructed strategy based on intrigue and stealthy machinations. Mr. Charles, along with Mr. Frank and Mr. Rio, found the vulnerable points in both biker groups and was able to create a situation where they became pawns in his shadowy game. The deal, seemingly beneficial to all parties, was actually just a prerequisite for internal strife. He skillfully pitted their ambitions against each other, creating a scenario that set the stage for the storm to come. Under the cover of an unknown force, a war between the Hells Angels and the Lost MC began. The desert dunes of Tierra Robada became a battleground, but the bikers didn't realize it was Mr. Charles pulling the ropes in their hands. Everything was happening so quickly and so naturally that they didn't realize they were part of someone's devious plan. VIP: Turf: Turf: Turf: Date: 12/12/2023 Turf: Turf:

Date: 11/12/2023 Participants: @charles @WetCat @RiOO@Shocked Helpers: @Leonard Roleplay title: Shadow of Port. In a Mafia world where every move is deliberate and every deal is on the edge of risk, the Underground Empire has managed to construct a daring plan that weaves intrigue, betrayal, and the thin line of the law. Their goal is to steal expensive cars from the city's port, their partner is the port itself, despite its imposing power and security system. At first, the Underground Empire discovered that the port had its own dark secrets. The answer to the "how" lay within information spiders, secret alliances, and shady deals. Through their inside sources, the mobsters began to conduct a thorough analysis and identified vulnerabilities in the port's security, including surveillance camera weak points and unguarded areas. The family decided not to resort to the usual methods of hacking or bribery. Instead, they managed to connect with a key port employee, Liam McConnors, a veteran who was in love with the game. Liam was one of those who saw that an honest family had more to offer than lifeless cells and bureaucratic mayhem. The deal was complicated. The mobsters offered Liam their incredible resource - information capable of erasing any trace. In return, Liam promised to exclude the chosen container from the tracking system and do everything he could to facilitate the stolen cars. The operation unfolded with such ease that it seemed like a script from a crime series. At night, under cover of darkness, the mobsters snuck up on the containers Liam had pre-selected. The port security, being clueless, posed no threat. The cars were loaded into special containers ready for removal. The next step in the empire's ingenious plan was to profitably sell the stolen cars. To do this, they needed to find a suitable accomplice, so they looked to RaceTech, a well-known car tuning and enhancement company. The mobsters offered RaceTech legendary cars, without documents, for a significantly reduced price. They assured one of the leading mechanics of their exclusivity, emphasizing that such deals could bring the company not only status, but also unique tuning opportunities that would attract the attention of elite car enthusiasts. And so, stolen cars destined for the invisible market turned into gems in the hands of RaceTech. Undocumented but with a mysterious history, these cars became part of a collection shrouded in legend. A RaceTech spokesperson went on to say that each car is a unique masterpiece taken from "a source of unimaginable exclusivity." This cunning arrangement perfectly complements the grandiosity and danger of the Mafia world, intertwining with the subtle threads of intrigue that characterize Empire. Thus was born a new legend in the underground world - the story of how the Mafia was able to steal something unstolen from the heart of the city.

Address: Algerian Law Firm Corp Account name: stairox Last seen: 23 november 2023 Screenshots https://www.upload.ee/image/16038936/mta-screen_2023-12-11_04-04-15.png

Address: Lounge-business Account name: joacoborasi Last seen:11 nov 2023 Screenshots https://i.imgur.com/knhbQs6.png

Date: 10/12/2023 Participants: @charles @Hari @Bugsy @Alilo @Cdai @WetCat @hunter Helpers: @Leonard Roleplay title: Construction of the laundering! In a world where power and influence are more important than laws, two mafia empires, Underground Empire and the Santucci Mob, joined their powers to play a complex and risky game. The goal was to win the tender to renovate the Bahamas apartment complex. They decided to use dishonest methods, including blackmailing a local senator and laundering funds through their company. First, the mafia families identified a weak spot in the person of Senator Nicholas Davis. The organization's connections allowed them to record a scandalous video of the senator, immersed in a vicious world, participating in entertainment with a prostitute in a hotel. This video became their trump card to manipulate the senator to their advantage. Blackmail was a key element of the plan. Anonymous letters threatening to leak dirt to the public were sent to the senator, forcing him to bend to the will of the Mafia families. The senator's political career was in jeopardy and he could not afford a scandal. The senator became a partner in a Mafia conspiracy, using his influence to secure support and win the bid. His political intrigue turned him into a key player in the crime drama playing out in the shadow of the city government towers. Collaborating with mafia families has become integral to the senator's survival in the ruthless arena of politics. Amid threats and blackmail, he began to act as a puppet in the hands of the mafia leaders, carrying out their orders and ensuring that their plans were flawlessly executed. The next decisive stage in the Mafia families' devious plan involved successful negotiations with their powerful ally, the company intended to carry out the Bahamas reconstruction. Their goal was not only to tout the winning bid, but also to convince their ally that it was beneficial to them as well. Influential persons from two families, Mr. Russell and Mr. Hari together with their financiers from the organization Mr. Charles and Mr. Bugsy, made a thorough analysis of their resources and the capabilities of the company. They presented him with the irresistible prospects associated with participation in the Bahamas Project. After all, the success of this project was in their common interest. The next stage was money laundering. The families created shell companies and involved their allies in the Bahamas renovation business. The entire renovation process became a legitimate facade for the laundering scam. Fictitious contracts, overpayments, and fictitious services smoothed the traces of the money flows, making them virtually untraceable. "The Bahamas" was awaiting its second birth, and the mafia families were at the forefront of this corrupt dance with power and business. The project became not only a camouflage operation for mafia machinations, but also a way to consolidate their power in the city by creating a false impression of legal and socially useful activities. The conclusion of this dark story proved to be not only a victory for the mafia families, but also the beginning of a new era of corruption in the city. The reconstruction of Bahamas became a symbol of the darkness in which power and business became intertwined in an obscene weave and mafia families became the undisputed masters of the city. Senator Nicholas Davis, caught in the winged iron hoop of the Mafia, became a puppet in their hands. His political career, though still on the surface, became a dead shell controlled by dark forces from the shadows.

Idea is so good, i tired of killing people for free.

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