Hoodie

@chemist

Dear people of Saes, This post has sadly been a long time coming. For those who know me, I have slowly been getting more and more inactive. I went from a daily player, to retired in a matter of a few months. I had a lot of personal stuff happen in the last 4 months and that has been the reason for my lack of prescience. Unfortunately due to reasons out of my control I had to give up my laptop, I now have no way to play anymore. I was planning on coming back to daily activity a few weeks ago but I was stopped by this event. In terms of the future, Im not sure. I hope to be playing again soon, but I am doubtful I will be able to buy another PC anytime soon. I am sorry to all this hurts, if circumstances were different this could have been avoided. Unfortunately though when shit goes bad, its like a domino effect that is where we are now (for me anyway). If I could have done a few things differently, I wouldnt be in this position now. But you cannot change the past, you can change the future. I would love to list all the people that made my time in saes a good one and the people that I am sure I made at least smile. But there is too many. So goodbye for now all my homeslices, bbys, boo boos and nibbas :3 Retired, but not forgotten. I hope to see you all again one day. Sincerely Hoodie Assistant Chief of the Racing Division - TMH Medic in Training - SAM Arms Assassins Outbreak Organisation Senator of SAN Fierro South Etc....

@ILLUSION Then you realize Godzilla is racist, cause you're Asian..

P.S I love you @ILLUSION , Don't spank me please <3

Patrol #604 Personal Patrol #21 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 1 hour, 15 minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/7hn8MpQ

Patrol #591 Personal Patrol #20 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 1 hour ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/EgNHwCm

Patrol #590 Personal Patrol #19 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 45 minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/rZR9aaQ

When Mum Unplugs The Modem Went from Quote Wall To Meme, You're Welcome :3

Patrol #569 Personal Patrol #18 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 50 minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/wxoc8Cc

Patrol #568 Personal Patrol #17 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 1 hour ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/VeWOvxg

Patrol #561 Personal Patrol #16 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 40 minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/sJFZFDu

Patrol #560 Personal Patrol #15 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 30 minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/JM5LUT8

Patrol #554 Personal Patrol #14 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 55 minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/qEC1UUu

Patrol #553 Personal Patrol #13 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 40 minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/LiDtJsB

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@SideSwipe Actually if we are getting technical, none of the men have beards. 3 of them have mustaches ;d

Roleplay #36 Personal Roleplay #2 Participants: [SAM] @Hoodie , SAFP| @kellerman Description: It was the start of a busy morning for me, I had just finished up my last call. Some kid got his foot stuck in the toilet, it was not a pleasant experience. I just got onto the highway and I thought to myself, "No one is around, time to smoke". Generally you can't smoke in a ambulance at all, but I thought I would be safe considering no one was around. I was on the highway for about a minute or two, my ambulance then had a sudden jolt. "FUCK" I yelled "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" I look to my rear-view mirror to see a police car smashed into the back of my ambulance. I quickly put out my cigarette and try to eliminate any smell of it. The last thing I want is a patient seeing a paramedic smoke or even smell it on me, it could cost me my job I love. I quickly exited the vehicle and approached the police car, as I got closer I got a uneasy feeling. For some reason I felt this would be bad, or it wouldn't be good I should say. As I near the vehicle to check on the person or persons, a police officer falls out of the car onto the ground. "Oh shit, are you okay?" Attempting to muffle my voice to a degree so the patient does not hear me swearing. I kneel down to him and, I begin to assess the situation of how this happened. "Do you remember what happened?" He grunted, looking confused he replied "Yes, my heart" I could smell something funny about this officer of the law, something that smelled odd. I took a moment and assessed what the smell was, I then said to the officer "Have you been drinking, I can smell vodka" He of course replied, "No" and once again mentioning his heart. I wanted to know how this crash happened badly, but I also had a duty to this man to give him medical care. I began to examine him, he was silent as the wind while I did this. Not one word came out of his mouth, which was weird. Everything seemed to check out fine, I checked his vitals they all seemed normal. I looked him in the eyes "Are you sure you have not had anything to drink" He shook his head, "No sir" he replied. I had a gut feeling that he was fine, apart from the car being fucked. I decided I would take him to Las Venturas Hospital just in case and allowed him to be assessed by the doctors there. I helped him up and escorted him to my ambulance, "Come with me officer...?" Pausing for a moment to allow for him to tell me his name. "Officer, Kellerman" he replied. "Hop in, its nice and comfy for you" I helped him into the ambulance. At this point some rookie cop walked up behind me and just stared at me, I'm not really sure why. All he said was "fuckwit" and walked off, I assume he was talking to the officer. I got into my ambulance and headed for the hospital. It did not take long, we eventually arrived at the hospital. My ambulance was still damaged from the crash, I escorted the offer inside and headed off to get my ambulance repaired. I never did find out if he was really drunk or not, the doctors told me later on he had no injuries but refused to disclose if he was drunk. I guess it will remain one of lives mysteries... >Screenshots<

Patrol #545 Personal Patrol #12 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 1 hour ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/UnpkEHr

Patrol #540 Personal Patrol #11 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 45 Minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/i41s9e1

Patrol #539 Personal Patrol #10 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 50 Minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/sTv1XWg

Patrol #538 Personal Patrol #9 Participants: N/A Amount of healed or Time of patrol: 30 Minutes ScreenShots: https://imgur.com/a/x2Usk8x

Roleplay #35 Personal Roleplay #1 Participants: [SAM] @Hoodie , [ThC] @KARIM Description: I was about 2 hours into my shift on the 7th of May, it had been busy so far. I had already responded to multiple calls today and was starting to feel the strain of the job. As I was crossing the San Fierro - Tierra Robada Bridge, the radio starts to make a sound. "Another one" I sighed, hoping it might be a simple straight forward call. "Dispatch Code Red, Gunshot Reported" The radio murmured. I picked up the radio, "Unit 71, Responding" Dispatched proceeded to give the address of the patient, this is where it gets suspicious. Dispatch explained that the patient was in the bottom of the quarry... I thought to myself "Mafia, possibly" As much as I would like to think about it all day, I could not I was in a rush. After approximately 10 minutes I reached the entrance of the quarry, I drove over to the edge and looked down. I could faintly see a man slumped over next to what I assumed was his vehicle. I had to find a way down there safely, I thought for a moment and then planned a path in my mind. I got back into my ambulance and headed for the bottom. After another 1-2 minutes I reached the bottom and, I approached the man slumped over. I exited my ambulance and headed over to him, "You alright buddy?" I yelled. Then a silence, he was conscious but not responding to me. I knelt down in front of him, "Can you talk to me?" I said in a more concerning voice. Still no reply... I started to examine him, regardless of him not replying to me. As I was examining him, I noticed a wound near his right lung in his chest. As I inspected it closer, I realized this was a gun shot wound. ".30 caliber bullet" I said to myself. I knew this was used in AK-47's, so who ever did this wanted this man dead. I examined him more and more, finding even more gunshot wounds. I located gunshot wounds in his kidney, his abdomen area and also in his leg. I started to count them, "13 gunshot wounds" I said to myself. I wondered how he was still alive at this point, not many people take 13 AK-47 bullets and live. I looked him in the eyes and asked him "Who did this to you?", he looked back at me with the most obvious look of fear in his eyes. He opened his mouth, as he opened it blood started dripping from it like it was the Niagara falls. As he opened his mouth more and more, more blood was coming out. When he opened it wide enough, I finally saw why he had not replied to me the whole time. I was shocked to discover that the man had no tongue, it had been cut out. This confirmed my whole mafia theory I had earlier, still in shock I rushed him into the ambulance. I quickly explained where we are going and left the scene as fast as possible not looking back. I was fearful these men might be close, they might be planning on doing this to me. I might be a lonely paramedic, but anyone that can cut out a mans tongue is capable of anything in my eyes. As I sped out of the quarry, I kept looking into my rear-view mirror hoping I would not see any car following me. I kept on the highway and kept my speed high, with the sirens on to ensure I would not be followed. We approached the San Fierro hospital and I took him upstairs, he was able to walk "somewhat". I ushered him towards the operation table and directed him to lay down. He laid down, and I began. Firstly I washed my hands (common sense), then I began the extraction of the bullets. One by one I took out the bullets and stitched his wounds, thankfully they all missed major organs and arteries. There was one bullet, in his lung I could not get to. As I was finishing up, he suddenly went into shock! I ran over to instruments to check his vitals, to see his pulse racing. I ran back over to hold him down, the seizure felt like it went on for hours in reality it was only a few seconds. I injected him with some Anti-convulsant medication hoping it would keep him stable while I continued to work on him. I finally managed to get the bullet out of his lung, although I extracted the bullet he will need a operation later on today. I escorted him to the wards for him to rest, he kept trying to communicate with me. I grabbed a piece of paper and handed it to him, "Here you go buddy, write down what you want to tell me". He jotted down on the piece of paper, he then handed it to me. As I looked over the paper, it had two words written on it in a scribble. These two words sent me into a state of paranoia and fear, the note read... "They're coming" As I dropped the piece of paper, I hoped for the man and myself... >>Screenshots<<

-TMH Racers Take On Several Oponents - Participants: Ape, @Duff @KARIM @hoodie Location: Raceflag Winner & Prize: Karim 1st, Duff 2nd, Hoodie 3rd Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/VP3h7YF

-TMH Racers Take On Several Oponents - Participants: @Duff @ChasinTLSN @NubBob @hoodie Location: Raceflag Winner & Prize: NubBob 1st, Chasin 2nd, Duff 3rd Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/cqnMKKL