Derrick

Activity Type: Vip & Mall Robbery Activity Date: 06/05/2024 Activity Screenshoots:

Bank Robbery Number: 76 Bank Robbery Date: 06/05/2024 Bank Robbery Screenshots:

Bank Robbery Number: 75 Bank Robbery Date: 05/05/2024 Bank Robbery Screenshots:

Turf Number: 67 Turf Date: 06/05/2024 Turf Screenshots:

Turf Number: 60 Turf Date: 04/05/2024 Turf Screenshots: BEFORE: AFTER:

RP Number: 56 Participants: @Derrick @MatriX. RP Story: In the early morning light, amidst the quiet expanse of Red County, I awaited the predictable arrival of the ALT employee responsible for fueling the gas stations in Los Santos. With careful calculation, I positioned myself for the inevitable encounter, knowing the routine all too well. When the moment arrived, I swiftly intercepted his path, my AK47 aimed with precision at his head, leaving him with no choice but to comply. After a tense exchange and a series of persuasive tactics, I ensured his cooperation, compelling him to follow my commands without resistance. Together, we made our way to the secure confines of OutLaws' garage, where the fuel truck would be discreetly parked, guaranteeing a steady supply for our endeavors. As we concluded our task, the weight of the situation began to dawn on the employee. Faced with the stark reality of losing his livelihood, he pleaded for leniency, his desperation palpable. Unmoved by his appeals, I forced him into the confines of my car's trunk, sealing his fate with a cold indifference. With a heavy heart but an unwavering resolve, I drove to a nearby body of water, where I heartlessly cast him into its depths. As his cries echoed in the morning air, I reflected on the harsh truths of life in the criminal underworld, where compassion was a luxury few could afford and survival demanded ruthless pragmatism. Screenshots:

RP Number: 55 Participants: @Derrick @Hatred RP Story: Navigating the dimly lit streets under the cover of night, I stumbled upon an imposing house that beckoned with an irresistible allure. Fuelled by a reckless impulse, I succumbed to the thrill of the moment and embarked on a daring mission to infiltrate the residence under the cloak of darkness. Silently slipping through the unlocked door, I crept through the shadows, my heart racing with adrenaline-fueled anticipation. But as fate would have it, my clandestine escapade was abruptly interrupted by the unexpected presence of the homeowner, who emerged from the depths of slumber to investigate a noise in the kitchen. Caught in the act, I froze in place as our eyes met, a silent exchange fraught with tension and danger. In a desperate bid to defend his home, the homeowner swiftly retrieved a firearm, his steely gaze a chilling reminder of the imminent threat he posed. With adrenaline coursing through my veins, I sprang into action, darting for cover as gunfire erupted in the confined space. Each shot echoed with the weight of consequence, a visceral reminder of the perilous predicament in which I found myself ensnared. Miraculously evading the hail of bullets, I made a harrowing escape through the garage, my mind racing with the realization of the grave mistake I had made. Unbeknownst to me, the house belonged to a prominent figure in the criminal underworld, and my brazen intrusion had not gone unnoticed. Now, with my identity exposed and my life hanging in the balance, I am left to contend with the ominous specter of retribution, knowing all too well that the consequences of my actions may prove to be far more dire than I could have ever imagined. Screenshots:

RP Number: 54 Participants: @Derrick @Hatred RP Story: Speeding down the LS-LV highway in a drunken haze, the world around me blurred into a dizzying whirlwind of lights and shadows. Oblivious to the flashing lights behind me, I continued to push the limits of both my car and my sanity. Suddenly, the blaring sirens shattered the night's silence, jolting me back to reality. With a heavy sigh, I reluctantly pulled over to the side of the road, knowing that my reckless actions had finally caught up with me. As the police officer approached, I attempted to compose myself, but the stench of alcohol hung heavy in the air, betraying my inebriated state. His stern instructions to step out of the vehicle were met with a feeble attempt to comply, my unsteady steps betraying my intoxicated condition. With a practiced eye, the officer quickly assessed the severity of my intoxication, his suspicions confirmed by my unsteady gait and slurred speech. In a desperate bid to evade justice, I feigned compliance, raising my hands in surrender as he cautiously led me towards his patrol car. Seizing the opportune moment, I unleashed a swift and decisive strike, overpowering the inexperienced officer with ruthless efficiency. His lifeless body slumped against the steering wheel, a grim testament to the consequences of my actions. With adrenaline coursing through my veins, I hastily retreated into the shadows, knowing that the long arm of the law would soon be hot on my trail. As the night enveloped me in its cloak of darkness, I resolved to evade capture at all costs, for in the unforgiving streets of Los Santos, there was no room for mercy or second chances. Screenshots:

RP Number: 53 Participants: @Derrick @Hatred RP Story: One wild night, I found myself drowning my sorrows in vodka at a green bottle bar in Los Santos. With each shot, my inhibitions faded, and reckless impulses took hold. In a haze of intoxication, I concocted a plan - why not rob a liquor store for more booze? With blurred vision and unsteady steps, I stumbled into the nearest liquor store, brandishing a weapon and demanding all the vodka they had. But as fate would have it, someone walked in, catching me in the act. Panic surged through me as I gave chase, firing wildly in a desperate attempt to silence the witness. We ended up in a high-speed pursuit, our cars weaving through the city streets in a reckless race for survival. After what felt like an eternity, I finally managed to corner the witness, his car screeching to a halt. With trembling hands and adrenaline coursing through my veins, I made a split-second decision to eliminate him, ensuring that no one would live to tell the tale. As the chaos of the night faded into the darkness, I was left alone with the consequences of my actions, grappling with the harsh reality of how far I'd fallen in pursuit of a fleeting escape from my troubles. Screenshots:

RP Number: 52 Participants: @Derrick @Chico RP Story: As I cruised through the streets of Los Santos, my eyes caught sight of a striking Stratum, its sleek design standing out amidst the urban chaos. With its impressive exterior and all, I knew it'd be a perfect addition to our gang's collection. Approaching the owner with a nod of appreciation for his choice of wheels, I struck up a conversation. He seemed eager to show off his prized possession, eagerly detailing its features. But when he opened up the trunk, I saw my chance. Swiftly and silently, I made my move, taking him out with a clean shot to the head. With the owner out of the picture, I grabbed the keys from his lifeless body and slid into the driver's seat. Driving the Stratum back to our garage, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. This car would definitely give our gang an edge on the streets. And hey, in our line of work, sometimes you gotta make tough choices to get ahead. Screenshots:

RP Number: 51 Participants: @Derrick @dan15 @PABL0 @Dinaz @Sou @schwaring RP Story: As we transport the convoy leader to a discreet location, a ghosted house nestled in the quiet outskirts of Whetstone, our interrogation commences. We press him relentlessly for further intelligence on upcoming shipments and routes, determined to extract every ounce of valuable information. However, our efforts are abruptly interrupted by the unwelcome intrusion of law enforcement. The distant sound of sirens pierces the silence, followed by authoritative commands demanding our surrender. With the threat of imminent arrest looming, we swiftly assume defensive positions, taking cover behind the windows as the officers cautiously approach. In a tense standoff, gunfire erupts as both sides exchange volleys, the staccato rhythm of bullets echoing through the empty house. Despite the odds stacked against us, our training and resolve prevail as we eliminate the officers, their bodies slumping to the ground in the aftermath of the skirmish. With the dust settling and only the SWAT leader remaining, we confront the harsh reality of our situation. Unable to afford the luxury of mercy or hesitation, we make the difficult decision to eliminate him, recognizing that his continued presence poses an unacceptable risk to our operation. As the last echoes of gunfire fade into the night, we acknowledge the grim necessity of our actions. With the information we sought now in our possession and the immediate threat neutralized, we hastily depart the scene, leaving behind a haunting reminder of the lengths we are willing to go to protect our interests. Screenshots:

RP Number: 50 Participants: @Derrick @dan15 @PABL0 @BasedGod @Dinaz @Sou @Rieeria@Aoxy RP Story: News of a highly coveted and exceptionally rare item slated for transport to the LS museum spreads through our network. However, the presence of SWAT escorting the precious cargo presents a formidable obstacle. Understanding the gravity of the situation, our operation demands meticulous planning and precise execution. Initially, gathering intelligence becomes paramount. We identify the driver responsible for the transport and leverage strategic measures to ensure compliance. Through tactful coercion, we compel the driver to cooperate, emphasizing the safety of his family contingent upon his allegiance to our cause. With the driver now a vital asset, we orchestrate a series of coordinated maneuvers along the LV-LS highway, capitalizing on every opportunity presented. Our meticulously planned ambushes target the SWAT convoy, swiftly neutralizing threats while maintaining a calculated approach to minimize collateral damage. In the heat of the operation, our focus extends beyond mere acquisition. Eliminating potential witnesses and mitigating risk factors are essential aspects of our strategy. Regrettably, this necessitates the removal of law enforcement personnel hindering our progress, with particular attention given to securing the convoy's leader for interrogation. Upon securing the target item, our attention shifts to interrogation, extracting critical intelligence regarding future endeavors. Concurrently, stringent measures are implemented to ensure the driver's compliance and silence. We impress upon him the dire consequences of divulging any details, reaffirming the safety of his family as contingent upon his discretion. With the item safely secured and loose ends meticulously tied, our operation concludes with a sense of professionalism and efficacy. Our success underscores our unwavering commitment to excellence and discretion in the pursuit of our objectives. Screenshots:

RP Number: 49 Participants: @Derrick @dan15 @PABL0 @DonBankz @VeX @ButcheR RP Story: So, word on the street is that there's a new gang moving in on our turf, peddling drugs and causing trouble. We can't let that slide. We gather at our base, all of us, to discuss our next move. It's clear we gotta send a message loud and clear that this is our zone, and nobody messes with us. After some heated discussion, we make the call to hit them hard and fast. We plan meticulously, scouting out their operation, finding their stash houses and distribution points. We know we gotta cripple them where it hurts the most. Under the cover of darkness, we roll out, armed to the teeth and ready for action. We hit their household with everything we've got, taking out their guards and destroying their drug-making materials. It's chaos, but we're focused. We gotta make sure they know we mean business. But it doesn't end there. We hunt them down, one by one, sending a clear message that they're not welcome in our territory. It's a brutal fight, but we come out on top. When the dust settles, there's no doubt who's in charge around here. We stand over their fallen bodies, knowing we've sent a message that'll echo through the streets. This is our turf, and anyone who tries to muscle in better be ready to face the consequences. Word spreads fast in this city, and they'll think twice before crossing us again. Screenshots:

Activity Type: CR Activity Date: 04/05/2024 Activity Screenshots:

Turf Number: 59 Turf Date: 04/05/2024 Turf Screenshots: BEFORE: AFTER:

Turf Number: 58 Turf Date: 04/05/2024 Turf Screenshots: BEFORE: AFTER:

Turf Number: 57 Turf Date: 04/05/2024 Turf Screenshots: BEFORE: AFTER:

RP Number: 48 Participants: @Derrick @zabalitoo @Seminov @flappy RP Story: So, this worker from the rich guy's place catches wind of something he shouldn't have. The rich dude catches wind of it too and figures he needs us to clean up the mess. He calls me up, and I know it's serious when he's reaching out personally. I gather up my crew, knowing this won't be a cakewalk. We track down the worker, grab him, and take him to this old abandoned spot we know. There, we lay it all out for him, trying to get him to spill the beans on who he's been talking to. Once we've squeezed out every last drop of info, we gotta make sure he doesn't go blabbing to anyone else. It's a grim task, but we know it's gotta be done. So, we silence him for good and make the call back to the rich guy, letting him know the job's done and dusted. It's a rough business, but hey, it pays the bills. And when you're playing in these circles, you gotta be willing to get your hands dirty. Screenshots:

Activity Type: House Robbery Activity Date: 02/05/2024 Activity Screenshots:

Activity Type: Assisting in R BR At SF BANK Activity Date: 02/05/2024 Activity Screenshots:

Turf Number: 54 Turf Date: 02/05/2024 Turf Screenshots: Before: After :

Activity Type: House Robbery Activity Date: 01/05/2024 Activity Screenshots: Activity Type: Mall Robbery Activity Date: 01/05/2024 Activity Screenshots:

Activity Type: Assisting in CripZ BR At SF BANK Activity Date: 01/05/2024 Activity Screenshots:

Turf Number: 53 Turf Date: 01/05/2024 Turf Screenshots: Before: After :

Turf Number: 52 Turf Date: 01/05/2024 Turf Screenshots: Before: After :