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Activity Type: Turf War Date: 1/18/2024 Before: after :

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Activity Type: Turf War Date: 01/17//2024 Before: After:

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: VOODDKAAA part 2 With our base now replenished, the next crucial step unfolded – the journey of transporting the freshly acquired alcohol from our warehouse to the vibrant streets of Los Santos. Loading the van with carefully chosen bottles, I ensured each one was securely positioned for the urban expedition ahead. As the engine roared to life, the cityscape of Los Santos sprawled before me – a dynamic canvas of towering structures and lively streets. The cargo of fine spirits in the van was not just merchandise; it was a mission to bring a touch of luxury and enjoyment to every corner of the city. The first stop led me to a renowned bar, a pivotal partner in disseminating our carefully curated selection of beverages. With practiced precision, I unloaded the precious cargo, and the bartender's eyes lit up at the sight of the freshly stocked bottles. It wasn't merely a transaction; it was a collaboration, rooted in the shared goal of providing quality libations to the local scene. As I navigated through the city's thoroughfares, each stop resonated with efficiency and enthusiasm. The bottles, once shelved in our warehouse, now found themselves embraced by the lively atmosphere of bars and the discerning tastes of private customers. The distributors, armed with our premium selection, were eager to introduce these spirits to their patrons. The diverse neighborhoods of Los Santos became a tapestry, woven with the sophistication of our carefully chosen alcohol and the anticipation of establishments and private customers alike. The van gradually emptied, marking successful deliveries that strengthened the connection between our warehouse and the vibrant city. As the day waned, the van returned to the base, now empty but for the echoes of a successful distribution. The journey from warehouse to city underscored the seamless coordination within our operation, ensuring the widespread availability of our premium spirits. The carefully selected bottles had completed their transition from the warehouse shelves to the hands of bars and private customers, promising a touch of elegance and enjoyment to countless establishments and individuals across Los Santos.

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: VOODDKAAA part 1 Realizing our diminishing alcohol inventory, I swiftly geared up for the journey to our warehouse. The shelves were alarmingly empty, and the spirits we carried were a cornerstone of our offerings. With determination, I headed to the expansive storage space, meticulously gathering the finest bottles of our prized beverages. Each selection was carefully chosen, ensuring its quality and appeal to our discerning clientele. The warehouse, illuminated by the soft glow of morning light, became my temporary workplace as I toiled tirelessly, ensuring the shelves would soon be brimming with a new stock. Laden with these precious bottles, I hurried back to our base. The sight of our once-desolate shelves now adorned with freshly collected alcohol brought immense relief. It was a reaffirmation of our commitment to quality and the symbiotic relationship between our warehouse and business.

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Marry jane part 2 With our base replenished, the next phase unfolded – the critical journey of transporting the freshly harvested marijuana plants from our facility to the streets of Los Santos. Laden with the bounty, I meticulously loaded the van, ensuring each block was secured for the urban expedition ahead. As the engine hummed to life, the cityscape of Los Santos unfolded before me, a canvas of towering structures and bustling streets. The cargo of marijuana plants in the van was not merely a delivery but a mission to extend the benefits of nature to every corner of the city. The first stop brought me to a designated street distributor, a crucial link in the chain connecting our farm to the diverse neighborhoods of Los Santos. With precision honed from routine, I unloaded the precious cargo, and the distributor's eyes lit up at the sight of the fresh harvest. It was more than a transaction; it was a partnership rooted in the shared goal of providing quality products to the local community. As I traversed through the city's thoroughfares, each stop echoed a similar rhythm of efficiency and enthusiasm. The marijuana plants, once rooted in the soil of our farm, now found themselves embraced by the urban landscape. The distributors, armed with nature's healing touch, were eager to bring the products to their customers. The diverse neighborhoods of Los Santos became a tapestry, woven with the greenery of marijuana plants and the anticipation of households awaiting their arrival. The van gradually emptied, marking successful deliveries that strengthened the connection between our farm and the vibrant city. As the day waned, the van returned to base, now empty but for the echoes of a successful distribution. The journey from farm to city underscored the seamless coordination within our operation, ensuring the widespread availability of our products. The marijuana plants had completed their transition from the fertile fields to the hands of the city's residents, promising a touch of nature's wellness to countless households across Los Santos.

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Marry jane part 1 As the realization dawned upon me regarding the diminishing stock of marijuana Plants, a sense of urgency propelled me into swift action. The sight of our shelves, alarmingly bereft of these botanical treasures, served as a stark reminder of their significance in our product lineup. Without hesitation, I geared up for the journey to our farm, where the lush fields held the promise of a bountiful harvest. Upon reaching the farm, the morning light cast a golden glow over the landscape, creating an atmosphere of quiet determination. In the midst of this natural splendor, I meticulously combed through the verdant fields, handpicking the finest blocks of marijuana Each leaf was subjected to careful scrutiny, ensuring it met the high standards of quality and potency that our customers had come to expect. The hours passed as I immersed myself in the task, the baskets gradually filling with the succulent harvest. Laden with these precious blocks, I embarked on the return journey to our base, a sense of purpose guiding my every step. The once-forlorn shelves at our facility now witnessed a transformation, as the freshly collected marijuana plants adorned them with vibrant greenery. This sight brought a wave of immense relief, a visual testament to our unwavering commitment to providing nothing but the best to our customers. It was more than a restocking; it was a reaffirmation of the symbiotic relationship between our farm and business, a harmonious cycle that ensured the continual flow of quality products. As I surveyed the now replenished shelves, I couldn't help but feel a profound connection to the land and the responsibility that came with cultivating nature's bounty. The journey, from the stark realization of a shortage to the revitalization of our inventory, underscored the essence of our mission—to deliver excellence and nourish the bond between our farm and the broader community we served.

Activity Type: SR Date: 16/1/2024

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Deep and Dark It was just another day at the base, where I diligently carried out my tasks and managed our stock sales on the deep web. Little did I know that a monumental offer was about to change the course of my routine. An enticing proposition of 5 million dollars for a substantial portion of our stock caught my attention, and without a second thought, I sealed the deal. The elation of the lucrative transaction, however, quickly turned into frustration a few days later when I discovered that the substantial purchase had been inexplicably refunded. Furious and determined to unveil the identity of the scammer, I realized that anonymity was a common shield on the dark web. Undeterred, I decided to enlist the help of a skilled hacker friend. After a detailed conversation about the incident and sharing all the necessary information, my hacker friend delved into the dark corners of the internet to trace the elusive scammer. Hours later, I received a triumphant message with the revelation of the scammer's address and comprehensive details. Eager to confront the perpetrator, I drove to meet my hacker friend, who handed over all the gathered information. Upon analyzing the data, I discovered that the scammer followed a predictable routine, taking the same taxi route every day. With a plan forming in my mind, I quickly approached a trustworthy taxi driver, explaining my predicament and proposing a deal. I instructed him to pick up the scammer at precisely 14:35 and transport him to our base, promising a generous sum in return. As I anxiously waited at the base, doubt began to creep in as the taxi was running late. Just as I started to lose hope, the familiar sight of the scammer's taxi pulled up. Seizing the opportunity, I ensured that the scammer was left alone with us, and our taxi driver departed after receiving his payment. In a secluded spot, I confronted the scammer, brandishing a gun to intimidate him. His fear was palpable as he spilled the details of the illicit refund and returned every penny. The truth emerged when the scammer revealed that he resorted to such activities due to coercion from other criminal gangs. Torn between justice and pragmatism, I made a decision. I allowed him to keep half of the money, and, surprisingly, offered him an alternative: to work for us. I made it clear that if he strayed from the agreed path, a less amicable encounter awaited him, armed with the extensive knowledge I now possessed about his life. Thus, an unexpected turn of events transformed a betrayal into an unconventional alliance in the shadows of the dark web.

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Mone As the sun dipped lower in the sky, I found myself lingering over a makeshift map in my garage. The plan to secure the future of our organization consumed my thoughts entirely. It wasn't just the stress but also the desperate need for funds that drove me to consider drastic measures. As the shadows lengthened, I hatched a daring scheme—disguise myself to pull off a series of ATM heists. With a determined gleam in my eye, I set about creating the perfect ensemble. A disguise was essential, so I rummaged through old costumes, ultimately settling on a theatrical-grade silicone mask that transformed my appearance entirely. The mask was an eerie marvel, fitting snugly over my features and rendering me unrecognizable. Dressed in black from head to toe, I donned the mask, feeling an odd mix of exhilaration and trepidation. The van, my chosen vehicle for this unconventional endeavor, was equipped with the tools needed for the task at hand. It was an odd sensation driving through the city streets, a blend of excitement and anxiety coursing through me. The first ATM was nestled in a quiet corner of the city. With practiced hands, I swiftly set up the necessary equipment. Adrenaline surged as I initiated the sequence, and within moments, the machine's defenses were breached. Money spilled out, and my heart pounded with a heady mix of fear and triumph. Quickly, I gathered the cash and melted into the night, the van carrying me away from the scene. The subsequent heists blurred together in a whirlwind of high-stakes adrenaline. Each successful job added to the growing stash of cash hidden in a secure location, away from prying eyes.

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Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: The All Seeing EYE Amidst the bustling cityscape, our base stood as a sanctuary—a refuge for those seeking shelter from the chaos that brewed in the streets. Yet, as our influence grew, so did the number of enemies lurking in the shadows, eager for retaliation. It was a realization that dawned upon me like a warning bell, urging me to fortify our defenses. Aware of the brewing animosity, I found myself pondering our vulnerabilities. Our base, while secure, lacked a comprehensive view of its surroundings, leaving blind spots that could be exploited by adversaries seeking revenge. It was this realization that sparked an unconventional idea—a plan to acquire a comprehensive view of our compound. Contemplating the looming threats, I pondered the vulnerability of our sanctuary. We needed a vantage point, a comprehensive view that would leave no corner unchecked. It was then that the idea struck—why not acquire the very tools meant to guard against intruders and turn them to our advantage? With this notion in mind, the plan began to take shape—a daring heist from a security shop renowned for its cutting-edge surveillance technology. The objective wasn’t just to acquire these high-tech cameras but to repurpose them, fortifying our base against potential threats. Under the cloak of secrecy, I orchestrated a meticulous break-in, liberating the coveted surveillance equipment from the highly secured shop. It wasn’t just a theft; it was a strategic move to enhance our defenses and ensure a complete view of our surroundings, a preemptive measure against looming dangers. Back at our base, the stolen cameras found a new purpose as I meticulously installed them, creating a network of surveillance that left no nook or cranny unobserved. It was a calculated act borne from the necessity to safeguard our sanctuary against the brewing storm of retribution. As the last camera was aligned and integrated into our monitoring system, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment. Our base was now fortified with a comprehensive view of its surroundings—a move that shifted the balance of power, turning the tools of surveillance against the looming threats, and ensuring our safety in an increasingly hostile cityscape.

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Lights Out In the secrecy of my base, I meticulously crafted a sophisticated signal jammer, a device designed to disrupt communication frequencies with precision. After thorough testing, I securely attached it to a portable package, preparing for an unconventional mission. As night fell, I ascended into the cockpit of my helicopter, the signal jammer snugly nestled within. The chopper's blades sliced through the air as I navigated the dark skies toward the police station, a symbolic fortress of authority in the city. The journey was calculated, each mile bringing me closer to my destination. Flying under the radar, I approached the police station undetected. Hovering above the building, I carefully lowered the package, ensuring it landed unnoticed on the station's rooftop. With a sense of strategic accomplishment, I activated the signal jammer remotely, watching from a distance as chaos erupted within the precinct. The disruption was swift and calculated, leaving the police force scrambling to restore communication. The city, momentarily devoid of police presence due to the communication blackout, stood at a crossroads. It was a deliberate move, disrupting their operations without resorting to physical harm, a reminder of the vulnerability of those in power. As the city basked in a transient freedom, I ensured my departure, retreating from the scene. It was a fleeting disruption, a demonstration of the potential influence wielded by precision and strategy, leaving the city to contemplate its newfound autonomy in the absence of surveillance.

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Declaration of War In preparation for my nocturnal mission, I first gathered the arsenal of C4 from our secure stash at my base. These were remnants from our past, now repurposed for a different kind of spectacle. With the C4 in hand, I embarked on my clandestine quest to deliver a resonating message to the CDC. Under the cover of darkness, I penetrated the formidable fortress that served as the CDC's stronghold. Negotiating their intricate network of security systems required every ounce of stealth and cunning I possessed. With each step, I silently placed these Dangerous C4 beneath the underbellies of the CDC's prized vehicles. This was no act of destruction but a calculated strategy to disrupt their operations and prompt a moment of introspection. Every C4 was strategically positioned, carefully hidden from plain sight, transforming their base into a ticking time bomb of consequence. The moon cast a dim glow as I methodically carried out my plan, ensuring that as many cars as possible fell victim to this unconventional alarm. The daring move to access their compound by ramming the gate with my car echoed defiance. It was a calculated risk, a thunderous declaration of my resolve against their disruptive presence. Upon completing my task, a mix of relief and anticipation flooded my senses. This act wasn't borne out of malice but rather a desire to disrupt their disruptive ways. It was a gentle yet firm reminder that their actions carried repercussions. As I made my retreat into the night, adrenaline coursed through my veins, mingled with a hint of apprehension. The stage was set for the CDC to awaken to an unexpected surprise, a deliberate gesture meant to prompt reflection on the impact of their deeds. The C4 now lay dormant, silently delivering a message that reverberated within the walls of the CDC's fortress. The ball was in their court, and I could only wait, eager to witness how they would respond to this unforeseen awakening—a subtle but purposeful strike meant to redirect their path in our cherished city.

Roleplay story: Desiring a cache of guns, I decided to reach out to my supplier. Negotiating a bulk purchase, we struck a deal that would grant us a hefty 50% discount. Considering our budget and the urgent requirement for guns, this seemed like an excellent opportunity. With the agreement settled, I ventured to their store to collect the purchased items. Laden with boxes of guns, I loaded them into my vehicle and headed back to our headquarters. The weight of the cargo hinted at the excitement and potential fun that awaited our group. Arriving at our base, I swiftly unloaded the boxes and distributed the guns among our members. The shared enthusiasm was palpable as everyone eagerly claimed their chosen armaments, ready to embark on playful adventures. The joyous chatter filled the air as we envisioned the imaginative battles and thrilling scenarios that awaited us, armed with our newfound playthings Roleplay Screenshots:

Roleplay Story: i was in base, chilling, while i got the urge to do something to make a quick pay check but i had no idea what to do, i thought about it and i knew what i had to do, i had to do what i know best to do, Steal, so i made a quick plan, i was gonna get my towtruck, change the number plates and get dressed so noone would recognize me, i did all of that without and casualities, and i swiftly set off with my towtruck looking for a victim, as a victim i mean a car, i drove around LS for some time while i stepped up on a Great looking, new condition Previon, i didnt hesitate i pulled up in-front of it and lowered my tow-hook , i got out and hooked it up to the car and made sure its safe and secure, i made sure noone saw me doing it, after that i quickly got into my tow truck and fastly drove off, once i had gotten out of that area i made sure noone was following me and i drove back to our base where i parked the car on our lifts and started to tear ir apart so i could sell the components on the dark web where everything was annonymous.

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Part 2 Loaded with freshly harvested marijuana plants, I hit the roads of Los Santos, van packed and ready for delivery. The city buzzed with life as I made stops, handing off the bounty to our trusted street distributors. Each drop-off was swift and efficient, the distributors eager to receive the quality plants for their customers. In the hustle and bustle, the plants found new homes, promising Highness to households across the city. As the day wound down, the van emptied, marking a successful distribution. The seamless coordination between farm and city reaffirmed the strength of our supply chain. Heading back to base, I knew these plants would soon offer their healing touch to many. Screenshots :

Participants: CripZ RolePlay Story: Part 1 Recognizing our dwindling marijuana Plant stock, I swiftly readied myself for the journey to our farm. The shelves looked alarmingly bare, and these plants were a cornerstone of our offerings. With purpose, I headed to the Kush fields, meticulously gathering the finest blocks of this prized plant. Each leaf was carefully chosen, ensuring its quality and potency. The farm bathed in the morning light as I worked tirelessly, the baskets soon brimming with the harvest. Laden with these precious blocks, I hurried back to our base. The sight of our once-empty shelves now adorned with the freshly collected marijuana plants brought immense relief. It was a reaffirmation of our commitment to quality and the symbiotic relationship between our farm and business. Screenshots:

Activity Type: turf Date: 1/1/2024 Before After

Activity Type: SR Date: 26/12/2023

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Activity Type: SR Date: 25/12/2023

Activity Type: JB Date: 22/12/2023

Activity Type: turf Date: 22/12/2023 Before After

Ingame username: Ratbite Ingame nickname: Happy Previous nicknames: N/A Age: 17 Date started playing on SAES: 05/12/19 00:00 Current memberships: SAI , CripZ - vL , ALT Previous memberships: TMH, CDC , VvZ Previous punishments/bans: N/A My strengths: My strengths are definitely roleplay, my English speaking capabilities, overall friendliness and creativity. My weaknesses: Not finishing what i start Additional information: I see myself to fit in this group quite well, hence my creativity and communication and commitment skills I agree to the rules of this organisation: Yes I agree to the rules of the community/server: Yes