Felix

11/01/25 As Felix pulled up to the bar, two cops approached, introducing themselves as @Maniu and @ThunderWing. They asked for his license and registration. Felix reached under his bike seat, briefly considering grabbing the gun hidden there, but decided against it. Handing over his license, he said, "The bike’s club property — registration’s probably inside. I can grab it." The cops waved it off, saying it wasn’t necessary. After running his name, they mentioned an arrest order but assured him it was likely a mistake. (They did /offerbribe to lower his wanted level.) "Appreciate it," Felix replied, keeping it cool as the cops walked away. https://imgur.com/a/7xTzcOa

13/01/25 It was a quiet night at The Clubhouse, the Rebels kicking back with beers in hand and the smell of smoke thick in the air. Conversations flowed lazily, stories of past rides and close calls filling the space. Just as things started to wind down, Felix spotted something unusual through the window — a car parked just outside, its engine idling. The driver sat motionless inside, his face hidden in the shadows. Felix stepped out, the crunch of his boots on gravel breaking the silence. Approaching the car, he knocked on the window and leaned in. "What are you doing out here, brother? Come in and grab a beer." The driver paused for a moment before nodding. He killed the engine, stepped out, and followed Felix inside. Once at the bar, surrounded by leather jackets and the low hum of conversation, he loosened up. A few drinks in, he started talking — he’d just gotten out of prison, doing time for assaulting a cop. That got the Rebels' attention. Felix eyed the tattoos on the man’s arms. They were hard to miss. "I know those tats… You’re with the Renegados, aren’t you?" The man nodded. The room tensed for a moment, but nobody reached for their guns just yet. The man leaned back, taking a long swig from his beer. "Still am. Prison didn’t change that. If anything, I hate the pigs more now. I’ll kill any cop that crosses my path." The Rebels exchanged glances and nodded in approval. A man with that kind of grudge was someone they could work with — but there was business to clear up first. Felix kept his tone calm but direct. "There’s been a lot of chatter about guns getting into the hands of the other party who calls themselves "club" even though they don't know the necessities of an MC. We’ve got a problem with that. It wouldn’t happen to be you, would it?" The man shook his head immediately. "No way. That sounds like something the Arms Assassins would do. We don’t deal with the Sons." His answer seemed genuine, which eased the tension in the room. But while the others relaxed, Felicia leaned forward, her eyes sharp with interest. "Guns are one thing. I’m more interested in the product your crew’s been pushing lately. Let’s talk business." The man, still nameless, gave a smirk. "If you’re serious, best you come see for yourselves. We’ve got a warehouse nearby." The Rebels agreed, finishing their drinks before grabbing their jackets and heading outside. But as soon as they stepped out, blue lights flashed in the dark. The cops had been waiting for them as a surprise The Rebels scattered, some trying to resist, but there was no getting out of it this time. The cops moved fast, slapping cuffs on anyone they could catch. The Rebels were taken into custody by officer @Crossma, spending hours in the station. But the pigs didn’t have anything to hold them on — not this time. The crew walked free, shaken but determined to finish the night’s business. Without wasting any time, they rode straight to the Renegados’ warehouse. When they arrived, Felix turned to the man who had led them there. "We’ve been through a lot tonight, and I still don’t know your name. I’m Felix." The man grinned, shaking Felix’s hand firmly. "Call me Joseph." (Stalin) Inside the warehouse, the smell of oil and steel hung heavy in the air. They asked for beer, but Joseph shrugged. "No beer right now. Vodka?" and they settled on whiskey, pouring drinks as the conversation turned serious. @felicia got straight to the point. "What’s the price for five kilos?" Stalin grabbed a sample from a crate and tossed it on the table. The crew tested it — even @DaZaii, the prospect, got a hit. He’d earned it, and this was as much a test for him as it was for the product. The stuff was good. No doubt about it. Felicia nodded in approval. "We’ll take it. What’s the cost?" The two sides quickly agreed on a price. Felix signaled to Dazai, who fetched the money bag from the truck. Stalin counted the cash, satisfied, before loading the product into their car. Business was done, and both sides seemed pleased. As they prepared to leave, Felix turned to Joseph one last time. "Thanks for the hospitality, brother." Joseph nodded, his expression serious but respectful. "Next time, I’ll make sure we’ve got beer." With that, the Rebels climbed into their car and rode off into the night. The deal was done, and for once, the night ended peacefully. https://imgur.com/a/ygkxkvw

13/01/25 @felicia, Felix, @Morde, and the new prospect @DaZaii were out riding through San Andreas, with Dazai following behind in the Picador. The ride was smooth until Felicia’s phone buzzed in her pocket. She signaled the crew to pull over, cutting the engines as she answered the call. It was @Tapi, a mechanic who had helped the Rebels out a few times before. His voice sounded tense. “Felicia, I need more customers. If I don’t bring in new business, I’m not getting my raise.” Felicia listened quietly, glancing over at Felix as Tapi kept talking. “Figured maybe you guys could throw some work my way.” Felicia covered the phone with her hand and looked at Felix. “Tapi needs work. Says he’s in a tough spot.” Felix nodded, taking a drag from his cigarette. “We can get some mods done on the Picador. Might as well help him out.” Felicia returned to the call. “Alright, we’ve got a car that needs some upgrades. We’ll swing by.” A short while later, they rolled into Tapi’s shop. Dazai parked the Picador and got out while the others stood nearby, watching Tapi approach. Felix tapped the side of the truck and got straight to the point. “We need a ramp to load the bikes onto the back, and we’ll need some fittings to keep them stable once they’re up there. Needs to be solid.” Tapi walked around the Picador, inspecting it carefully. “I can get it done, but it’s gonna cost you $3,500.” Felix shook his head, smirking. “Nah. We’ll give you 2,000.” Tapi crossed his arms, standing his ground. “3,250. That’s as low as I’ll go.” Felix let the silence hang for a moment before flicking his cigarette to the ground. “Alright. You’ll get 3,000 now, and the rest later—if the job’s done right.” Tapi sighed but nodded. “Deal.” Felix turned to Dazai. “Prospect, give Tapi your number. You’re handling this.” Dazai didn’t hesitate, handing over his number to Tapi, who pocketed the keys to the Picador. “I’ll call when it’s done,” Tapi said. Felix gave a final nod. “We’ll be back. Don’t screw it up.” With that, the Rebels kicked their engines back to life and took off, leaving the Picador behind at the shop. Just another favor, just another deal. https://imgur.com/a/LLihlxa

Felix had caught wind of a new guy in San Andreas—a lone biker who had been robbing houses on his own. It didn’t sit right with him. He brought it up to @SWT and @Bas, and the three agreed they couldn’t let someone run wild without knowing who they were dealing with. SWT, always eager for action, suggested they track him down and face him. It wasn’t long before SWT found out the guy was hanging around an old warehouse, a known spot for petty criminals and robbers. Without wasting time, the three mounted their bikes and rode out together to see what this guy was about. They found him just as expected, alone in the warehouse. As soon as he spotted the Rebels patches, he froze, a mix of fear and excitement in his eyes. He wasn’t expecting anyone to confront him. Before they could question him, the warehouse doors creaked open, and a police officer walked in. Officer @Randy, a familiar face in the area, looked surprised to see a group of bikers. His hand hovered near his belt as he asked what they were doing there. Bas, the calmest of the three, was quick to step forward. “We’re just working at the warehouse,” he said, keeping his tone steady and relaxed. But Felix wasn’t one to take kindly to police interference. He stepped up, his eyes locked on the cop. “You got a warrant to be here?” he asked, his voice sharp. Randy shifted uncomfortably, clearly unprepared for the question. “We’ve had reports of trespassing,” he responded, avoiding eye contact. Felix stood firm. “Then show the paperwork.” While Felix kept the cop’s attention, Bas quietly made his way back to his truck, knowing things could take a turn. The officer started to get nervous, realizing he was outnumbered and alone. His hand moved to his gun, and his voice rose as he shouted orders. Before he could take control, Bas stepped back into view, a shotgun in his hands. The distinct click-clack of the shotgun being cocked echoed through the warehouse. The cop hesitated, but that split second was all Felix needed. Without missing a beat, he drew his gun and fired. Officer Randy dropped to the floor. The warehouse fell into silence. “We need to get out of here. Now,” they decided in a rush, already making their way to their bike. SWT glanced at the body one last time before following. Outside, @ the94 was just pulling up, unaware of what had gone down inside. He spotted the pack gearing up to leave and, without asking questions, joined the ride. As they sped away from the warehouse, sirens pierced the air. Just as they had suspected, Randy had radioed for backup before stepping inside. The Rebels split up, each taking a different route to shake the cops. Most of them got away clean, but Felix wasn’t as lucky. The police caught up with him and brought him in. Felix spent the night in a cell, his mind running over what had happened. By morning, they had no solid evidence to hold him. No murder weapon, no witnesses willing to talk. They had no choice but to let him go.

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Part I: How much have you donated for the server? 280 Pounds When was the last time you requested a donation reward change? 18 November 2020 Why do you need this change? Lost everything due to inactivity. Links to your donation topics: https://archive.saesrpg.uk/community/topic/79443-donationfelix-amount-4000-gbp/ https://archive.saesrpg.uk/community/topic/79651-donationfelix-amount-16000-gbp/#comment-1497119 https://archive.saesrpg.uk/community/topic/80646-donationfelix-amount-8000-gbp/ Links to your previous donation changes requests: https://archive.saesrpg.uk/community/topic/79444-felix-donation-tracker/ https://saesrpg.uk/forums/topic/3251-felix-reward-changes https://saesrpg.uk/forums/topic/18733-felix-reward-change https://saesrpg.uk/forums/topic/20594-felix-reward-change https://saesrpg.uk/forums/topic/22462-felixizm-reward-change https://saesrpg.uk/forums/topic/22983-felixizm-reward-change LATEST: Part III: What I want to be removed Vehicle #8: Freeway Location: The Ten Green Bottles Usernames: felixizm, bassewass Vehicle #9: Freeway Location: The Ten Green Bottles Usernames: felixizm, ogfelicia Vehicle #10: Freeway Location: The Ten Green Bottles Usernames: felixizm, cheaty Vehicle #12: Wayfarer Location: The Ten Green Bottles Usernames: felixizm, bassewass, cheaty, ogfelicia Vehicle #13: Wayfarer Location: The Ten Green Bottles Usernames: felixizm, bassewass, cheaty, ogfelicia Vehicle #14: Wayfarer Location: The Ten Green Bottles Usernames: felixizm, bassewass, cheaty, ogfelicia Vehicle #16: Shamal Location: LVA Username: felixizm, bassewass, cheaty Vehicle #24: Burrito Username: felixizm, ogfelicia, bassewass, cheaty Location: Demon Wheels Part III: What I want to add? ------------------------ Shader: Felixizm_4 Vehicles; Vehicle #15: Wayfarer Location: The Ten Green Bottles Usernames: felixizm, bassewass, cheaty, ogfelicia Vehicle #25: Wayfarer Username: felixizm, cheaty Location: Demon Wheels Vehicle #26: Wayfarer Username: felixizm, bassewass Location: Demon Wheels Vehicle #27: Wayfarer Username: felixizm, ogfelicia Location: Demon Wheels Vehicle #28: Wayfarer Username: felixizm Location: Demon Wheels -------------------- Shader: Felixizm_3 Vehicles; Vehicle #11: Burrito Location: The Ten Green Bottles Usernames: felixizm, bassewass, cheaty, ogfelicia --------------------- Shader: Felixizm_2 Vehicles; Vehicle #23: Burrito Username: felixizm, ogfelicia, bassewass, cheaty Location: Demon Wheels __________________________ Interior #1 Special mapped interior 25 Location: Dillimore warehouse https://ibb.co/album/9mdH10 _____________________________ Vehicle #X: Burrito Username: felixizm Location: Dillimore warehouse (inside the interior mentioned right above)

2025-01-07

2025-01-06 Robbing stores and riding together

2025-01-05 Bike race

2025-01-05 We were doing our weekly meeting in one of our places when we noticed a stranger come inside the place and eavesdrop our conversations. We suspect him to be an informant of the police or our rivals so we forced the guy to get in our van and took him to the docks. I had a yacht laying in the docks so we all hopped on board and took him to the open seas for interrogation. Turns out he was just a Rebels MC wannabe who came there to apply and we were just being too much paranoid... We gave the guy a test and accepted him as a hangaround. Ofcourse we then allowed him to put our colours on his bike and celebrated the incident in a different bar of ours. @jofa joined us with the drinks.

07/12/24 Right after we finished our meeting, cops have raided our club house. Bas decided that our location has been compromised so we rode to our other place and then returned. Right after that we went and helped OB's event.

1/12/24 Event #1 Event Type: Wayfarer race Prize: $1.000.000 Winner: KJ| @Ban (he won 3/4 of the events made by me... Guy is basically robbing me.) LWS: [B~B] @alone Event #2 Event Type: All vs All boxing Prize: $1.000.000 Winner: [B~B] @Morde LWS: [B~B] @alone

REBELS MC WEEKLY MEETING All information is hidden as any information regarding to our meetings are only disclosed to Rebels MC full patched members.

Date: 29.11.24 Robbing stores, helping the VIP and riding together

Date: 29.11.24 Event type: Melee LMS Prize: $1.000.000 (+$500.000 compensation Winner: KJ| @Ban

Date: 29.11.24 Event type: Steal the bike Prize: $1.000.000 Winner: KJ| @Ban

Date: 17.11.24 Rebels Jailbreaking

Date: 17.11.24 Today @ColdPlay texted me and said "Kids wanna talk to you, would be cool if you came. Me and @Terrywill host the meeting on a neutral ground" so we gathered up and rode to OB's base to see what was going on.

Date: 17.11.24 Rebels MC Event This one is a spontaneous unofficial event so not numbered or tagged officially. Event type: LMS bar brawl Prize: $1.000.000 Winner: O|Jokerulty|HQ

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Date: 16.11.24 Rebels MC First Meeting! (GUI and chat is hidden as our meetings are private matters that interests only full patched members.)

Address: katyperrydildostore Account name: thomasmarloy Last seen: 12th May 2024 Screenshots

Address: El Fogdo Mexicano shop Account name: daniich Last seen: 11th october 2024 Screenshots:

Address: Stealing my cookies! Account name: njkolkralj Last seen: 12th September 2024 Screenshots: