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       916 El Carona Decsiples
       By: DeeShawn_Dockson Date: February 29, 2012, 4:48 pm
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       [center]The Story[/center]
       Eduardo, a young hispanic man, with several tattoo's around his
       body, walking on the streets of Ganton Avenue, reaching Grove
       Street, Eduardo found his "homies".
       Eduardo was called by one of them, "-Oye, Chino, get yo ass here
       fool, come on" speaking between laughs, Eduardo came down to a
       house in the middle of Grove Street.
       His homie, Frank "Chango" Lucas, showed him what appeared to be
       a Marihuana "joint".
       Eduardo stared at it, slowly reaching it with his right hand,
       with... what clearly appeared to be an emote of temptation.
       Frank moved it when Eduardo was inches away from it, laughing
       "-Vamos man, this shit's good, but not for us fool".
       Eduardo chatted with Frank for a while, they came to the
       agreement to sell the Marihuana, Eduardo was the most important
       man in the hood, so he sent Frank to sell it.
       Frank, entering the car waved his right hand through the window,
       staring at Eduardo with a brief smile - "Alrato Chino, mero,
       mero."
       ----=----
       That same afternoon, Eduardo was "chilling" in the hood, Ganton.
       Suddenly he turned his gaze to the bridge, two Gang bangers were
       tagging Grove St's wall.
       Eduardo ran quickly to the scene, reaching it, he started
       walking, staring at them disrespectfully.
       "-The fuck you think you are doin' in -MY- hood, fucken' leva
       bitches." Eduardo said angrily.
       One of the gang bangers quickly approached to him, staring at
       him to his face; they were both trying to intimidate eachother.
       Eduardo landed a strong right hook to the Gang banger, reaching
       his jaw.
       The Gang banger felt to the floor. Eduardo asked the other two
       gang bangers "-Who the fuck are you?!" shouting heavily.
       "-Our mistake 'efe, our mistake." said one of them. "Brown
       Priders won't touch this turf again, stay with it." said the
       other one, nodding towards his friend.
       The men took his friend into the car. The knocked out Brown
       Prider shouted "This ain't over, maricon", as the car faded
       away.
       ----=----
       Los Santos - Grove St. ; June 25th 2011
       Frank came out of his house, shifting his gaze from left to
       right looking for Eduardo; suddenly he finds him infront of his
       house, smoking a cigar.
       "-What-up, nigguh-uh." said Frank, approaching Eduardo.
       They started talking, Eduardo mentioned what had happen the day
       before.
       As they kept talking, they realized that Brown Priders would be
       planning a come back.
       Eduardo told every single of his homies at the hood to meet up,
       they all go their black bandanas on, everyone knew something was
       going down.
       After all the family was together, they all decided to strike.
       ----=----
       Eduardo called his right hand, his homie, his brother; Jose
       "Venom" Ibarra, he told him what was going on.
       "-Venom, fucken' Levas everywhere man, -EVERYWHERE-."
       Jose made a few calls, they all decided to meet up at Grove St.
       to hit Brown Priders.
       Eduardo told Jose that it was going to be a warn-out, to bring
       all the guns they could, heavy ones.
       Jose contacted an arms dealer, who had a stack full of AK-47's
       and Glocks, wich were enough to fuck them all up.
       Jose scammed the arms dealer, shooting him twice in the head.
       ----=----
       Los Santos, Grove St. ; June 26th 2011 9:46 pm
       Everyone gathered up, four-teen men, four cars following each
       other.
       Jose, driving the main car said "-Fucken caravana man, chill
       out, we'll fuck 'em up those levas." to Eduardo, between laughs.
       They reached the hood, getting out of the cars, stomping,
       spitting and shouting.
       The Brown-priders, were twenty-two or twenty-three, every single
       Harpy were staring at them, holding the guns strongly, throwing
       gang signs.
       "Sur, fool, Sur, we niggas throwin' it up, -HARPY GANG, DAWG!-."
       said one "Harpy" gang member.
       ----=----
       One of the many Brown Pride members, shouted "Fuck you, fake
       Sureņos."
       Eduardo bursted in rage, heavily stomping while walking towards
       them, stopped at the middle, between the both gangs.
       "Fuck you -ALL-, pinches levas, fuck you bitch-ass maricones!"
       said as he raised his AK-47, spraying it aiming at them, quickly
       running to the right side of the street, covering.
       The shoot-out started, everyone covered in the back of a car, as
       Eduardo got cover, he was shot once in his right arm, he got in
       the back of a car, putting his gun on the top of the car's
       trunk.
       Frank approached to Eduardo "Fuck, hermano, resist this almost
       over." Frank was shot once in the back while talking, falling
       unconcious.
       Eduardo quickly aimed the gun towards the Brown Pride shooter -
       "-Fuck you, maricon!" as he sprayed the gun fiercely, angrily
       and violently, the Brown Prider felt dead.
       The shoot-out was over, ten Brown Priders ran back to the hood,
       getting cover.
       "-Fuck this shit, let's get out of here!" shouted Eduardo.
       Jose told Eduardo whispering; "-Those bitches got four, six are
       hurt nigga, let's go."
       They loaded cars, fortunately, four that didn't got shot could
       drive the FOUR cars, they all put guns on Jose's car, leaving
       everyone at the hospital, Jose drove to Grove Street, leaving
       the guns at his house.
       Everyone got a warrant on them, no one said anything, five
       successfully flee'd the police, the other ones served time in
       prison.
       Eduardo, luckily got away, thanks to Jose's bribe to the
       Police-man on his case file.
       ----=----
       Los Santos - Grove St. ; August 2nd 2011.
       Jose called Eduardo for a meeting in his ware-house.
       Eduardo knocked the house door, Jose looked paranoic, stressed
       and nervous.
       "-Whah's wrong with you, man?" Eduardo asked questiongly,
       staring at Jose.
       Jose told him to get in, he lead him to the ware-house.
       As Eduardo entered, he started sniffing a HEAVY coke smell,
       walking rapidly, shifting his gaze towards what appeared to be
       Cocaine - "-Nigga, the fuck is this?!" shouted Eduardo.
       "-Fool, this is paradise... Ya estubo, I can't stand this shit,
       I am not gonna be poor anymore, no need to scam shit now,
       y'know?" said Jose, carelessly about what Eduardo could answer.
       Eduardo surprisingly agree'd, "-Let's sell this shit, and
       fucken' remember, never get high with your own supply."
       ----=----
       Los Santos streets ; August 2nd 2011.
       Eduardo, driving in his old '98 Savanna, looking for any buyer,
       he spotted two gang members he found a "Vagos" turf.
       He lowered his right window, looking at them. "-Ay, wanna buy?"
       he said, with a brief smile on his face.
       The two gang members started beefing with Eduardo. He took
       slowly the Mac-10 that he stored down of his seat, as he
       speaked, he grabbed it stronger and stronger.
       "-Fuck you, fake ass puto" said a Vago while reaching his back
       waistline.
       Eduardo shouted angrily; "-Fuck you, pinche leva, ya estubo
       pendejo!" as he pronounced "Pendejo" he sprayed the Mac-10
       wrecklessly, aiming at them, without any visual focus, he drove
       off at his maximum speed, he saw the other Gang members,
       shouting "-Harpy Gang, mother-fuckers!".
       ----=----
       Eduardo and Frank were "chilling" in Grove, smoking cigars,
       joking around, speaking about life...
       Suddenly, a black Savanna shows up at the hood, dipping on the
       Hood's circle-shaped street.
       Eduardo suddenly ran towards the car. - "The fuck you doin',
       maricon?"
       What appeared to be a "Vago" came out of the car, taking out a
       Glock .45, aiming at Eduardo.
       Eduardo ran away from him, taking cover, meanwhile, Frank aimed
       at him, successfully shooting him twice at his chest region.
       "Fuck man, that was mother-fuckin' close, this bitch is dead,
       wow, nigga, fuck this shit..." said Eduardo nervously.
       Frank tapped Eduardo's back twice - "Man, you my blood,
       hermano." with a brief smile on his face.
       ----=----
       Los Santos - Grove St. ; August 5th 2011.
       "Fool, you've seen Jose? He's actin' weird..." Frank said to
       Eduardo, as they kept chatting they agree'd something was wrong
       with Jose, Eduardo decided to go check it.
       Eduardo opened the door of Jose's house, it was unlocked, he
       sneaked into his ware-house down the house, he saw Jose with
       coke all over his face and a blunt of Marihuana on his right
       hand.
       Eduardo walked slowly towards him, standing still he asked him;
       "What's wrong with you fool, don't get hig-..." said Eduardo
       when interrupted by Jose "-FUCK YOUR SHIT MAN, this is my coke,
       MINE."
       Eduardo slapped Jose in the face strongly, the grabbed him from
       his shirt, shouting angrily.
       "Control yourself fool, fuck, we sell this shit, we don't smoke
       it up, pendejo."
       Eduardo left the warehouse - stomping heavily at every step he
       did.
       ----=----
       Los Santos - Seville - August 6th 2011 9:14 am
       Jose drove to Seville, snooping for trouble...
       "Ey, pinche maricon, the fuck you leva doin' here?!" said a Vago
       gang member.
       Jose didn't said a word, he just bursted into madness, tackling
       the gang member, hitting him on the floor several times; from
       the anger, tears felt into the gang member's face.
       Eduardo saw Jose driving to Seville, so he followed him, he saw
       three vagos coming at him with knifes and bats, he quickly took
       his Glock .45 running to Jose.
       Jose hitted the gang member on the neck, killing him,
       eventually...
       Jose saw the three gang member coming at him, he raised his
       fists in guard, Eduardo pushed him back - "-Get in the fuckin'
       car, pendejo!" shooting at the gang members.
       Jose got inside the car, grabbing the Mac 10 that Eduardo keeps
       down his seat, aiming at the gang members, shooting them.
       Eduardo and Jose drove away, at the road, a Savanna full of
       Vagos started shooting his car, Jose shot at the right wheel of
       the Savanna, making it dip until they lost control, crashing.
       Eduardo and Jose got safe to the hood - "If I didn't love you, I
       would've let you get fucked up by those three levas cabron,
       cause' you deserved it." said Eduardo as he got off the car.
       Jose hugged Eduardo strongly, dropping tears shouting angrily
       "AGHAHA..."
       ---=----
       Los Santos - East Ganton - August 6th 2011 3:39 pm
       An old friend of Eduardo, Marco "Checho" Olivares came running
       to Eduardo, he said "-I saw them bitches snitchin', doc', they
       fucken' got big-ass guns loco..." desperately, between "pants".
       "-Checho, y'know how to use a Mac?" said Eduardo as he got his
       Mac-10 from his car seat.
       Marco nodded. Eduardo gave Marco his Mac 10 - "Check this
       Checho" said Eduardo opening the car trunk.
       An AK-47 was inside, he took it out strongly - "Take me to them
       Checho." Marco nodded, holding strongly the Mac 10.
       They were selling Crack to a gang member, Eduardo bursted in
       anger, aiming at the "Vago" gang member, shooting him dead, the
       Harpy gang member ran away, Marco ran to the Vagos car,
       searching it up.
       "CHECHO, FUCK, NO!" said Eduardo, shouting desperately looking
       at a Vago running towards Marco, shooting several times his
       Glock .45 at Marco's back.
       Eduardo shot at the Vago gang member plenty of times, spraying
       the gun carelessly, but at the same time with A LOT of anger,
       shouting "FUCK YOU, COCKROACH!".
       After the Vago felt dead, Eduardo ran towards Marco, taking
       cover. "Fuck, man, fuck... Why? Nigga, you took so many of my
       people." Whispered Eduardo, bending his head on the car.
       "Rest in peace Checho... Hermano, you were a Dead End Harpy, you
       were..." said Eduardo, standing up, taking the Mac 10 off
       Marco's hand, running away.
       ----=----
       Eduardo told Jose what had happen, everyone got angry about it,
       demanding to drive-by them
       Eduardo agree'd, Eduardo, Frank, Jose and Martin "Loro" Perez,
       got in the car, Jose was driving, they all got the widnows
       down,they were shaking, they were nervous, but the adrenaline
       moved their hands off the window, shooting at the "Vagos",
       dropping 3 of them dead.
       The shootout felt like an hour of bullets, when the shoot-out
       durated 21 seconds, the Vagos ran away to get cover, one of them
       shot at Martin, the bullet landed on his head... Martin felt off
       the window, dead.
       They returned to Grove Street, with a pain, but a satisfaction,
       they avanged three of their dead homies, the revenge was finally
       theirs.
       "Fool, it's okay, he died, he died like a gangster man." said
       Jose to Eduardo as he parked the car.
       "Nigga, We'll take care of this place, noone will fuck with us
       from now on, Lo prometo fool, I do." said Eduardo.
       "Harpys gang, homie" replied Jose.
       ----=----
       August 7th 2011 5:32 pm
       Eduardo was sitting on his car trunk, smoking a cigar, looking
       down, thinking about what happen the day before, suddenly, Jose
       taps strongly the car trunk - "Wake up, fool, stop
       day-dreamin'". Eduardo barks a brief laugh, looking at Jose,
       slaping him - "Shut up, nigga" saying between laughs.
       Frank walks towards the both - "What up, doc's" saying
       carelessly.
       "Harpy gang or don't bang, homie, that's w'sup, eh'." - said
       Eduardo briefly smiling to Frank.
       ----=----
       The End.
       ( 2,133 Words )
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       Ranks[center][/center]
       Rank 6: El Mero Mero
       Rank 5: Shotcaller
       Rank 4: Hired Asesino
       Rank 3: Gang Banger
       Rank 2: Soldado
       Rank 1: Carnalito
       [center]Gang Crimes[/center]
       -
       Graffiti
       -Extortion
       -Taxing
       -Oranized Robberies
       -Robbing
       -Kidnapting
       -Protection
       -Drug Trafficking
       -Gun Dealing
       -Hired Gun
       [center]Gang Rules[/center]
       -Talk shit, get hit
       -Drop the rag, I drop your body.
       -Blood in blood out. (( If you join, you agree that you give me
       the right to CK you, ( forced name change ) if it's necessary ))
       -Always down for the turf, always.
       -Don't get high with your own supply.
       -Never drop a life that doesn't deserve it.
       -Live for your gang, but die for the family.
       [center]Rules[/center]
       -DMing, no matter what rank are you, you are kicked,
       permanently.
       -If you break a server rule, you can be kicked or de-ranked due
       to severity of each case.
       -When being "DM'd" you MUST run away, If it doesn't work, you
       are allowed to shoot him back.
       -Never ass-pull weapons and start crack-shooting when youre
       bored.
       -NO POINTS, EVER.
       -Never interrupt RP with /b's, doing this will get you kicked
       out of the gang.
       -Respect everyone OOCly, treat them as you want them to treat
       you.
       -Our family's roleplay is medium-heavy wich means, you must
       roleplay every single detail, not being capable of will result
       into a PK out of the family.
       [center]
       Skins[/center]
       Skin ID:30
       Skin ID:47
       Skin ID:108
       Skin ID:109
       Skin ID:110
       Skin ID:292
       [center]Why Should We Get Accepted?[/center]
       Because, I'm sure this gang will be around A LOT of time if it
       gets accepted, This family has potential, It's not like the
       other "RP Gangs" that have the medium-rp level. I will be
       helping everyone in the gang to reach Medium-Heavy RP, I will
       give them a dead-line, If they can't Role Play decently to a
       medium heavy level, they won't be invited, and will earn a PK'd.
       Plus, I can lead a family, I led one once, it was disbanded
       because of "Inactivity", because I DIDN'T t mass-recurit
       everyone and did /ads to recruit, this time it will be
       different, I am gonna be in a high roleplay spot, this will
       work, this gang has a bright future, I know it.
       There will be OF COURSE NO POINTS, our gang doesn't have skins
       for that reason, yet I will try to convince Joselito to give me
       SFR skins, to have even more RP envolved, my gang will only do
       Turf wars, and we'll RP all the time to the max.
       #Post#: 1164--------------------------------------------------
       Re: 916 El Carona Decsiples
       By: Frank Date: March 1, 2012, 1:39 pm
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       Glock doesn't have 45 caliber, the correct is its 9mm. Good
       story tho
       #Post#: 1165--------------------------------------------------
       Re: 916 El Carona Decsiples
       By: Mr Bolt Date: March 1, 2012, 1:55 pm
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       why is there an picture of latin
       kings????????????????????????????????????????????
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