Post by summair on Sept 20, 2013 22:27:46 GMT 8
Family Name: The Cancinatti Crime Family
Family Owner And Co-owner: Mason Speed
The Type of Family you would like: Mafia
Car Colors: 205 205
Vehicle ID's: 598, 490, 497, 507
Skin ID's: Skin ID: 124
Skin Identity: The Mafia
Gender: Male
Skin ID: 125
Skin Identity: The Mafia
Gender: Male
Skin ID: 126
Skin Identity: The Mafia
Gender: Male
Skin ID: 127
Skin Identity: The Mafia
Gender: Male
Backstory of your Family (Atleast 2 Paragraphs):
Loud noise was heard in front of the office door as the hygienist turned the vacuum cleaner on. Thomas' head felt as if he banged it into the wall all night long. He spent some time thinking about life in general, but then decided that this was too complicated for him, so he simply got up from the couch. The room was a mess, shoes, dresses, underwear and cocaine all over, he could barely find his own shirt. Apparently the party was a little bit too hard that night. The door was being opened by the time the phone rang, it was Alfred with another update on the errand down at Marina. Those Colombians surely knew how to piss a guy off. When it came down to manners, traditions, they had none. For them it was simply a game, a game of losers and winners where they could not afford to be on the first team. Thomas left the room pretty irritated that the deal was being stalled and simply thought he'd be better off without anyone at all.
Few hours later, while purchasing cigars at the local booth, there were tires scratching the asphalt and creating excessive noise, which obviously made him turn around. It was as if his worst nightmare was coming true, not only that his head was smashed, but now he had a car driving towards him, drifting off the intersection, at full speed. There was not much he could do in the current line of events, honestly, he was only hoping that the shooter is an
amateur.
4;30 AM | 2010 | Unknown
Shivering, surounded by cold sweat was how Thomas found himself upon waking up. He could barely move his head up and look around. It did not take long for him to realize that he was in the hospital, the same place he sent so many guys at, the very same place he despised and never thought of visiting. I believe he cursed a couple of times, not out loud of course, and simply laid head backwards, closing his eyes and pretending to be in his villa, next to his beloved ones.
He spent the following two weeks into the recovery room, before he got moved to the private clinic downtown. The wounds were healing up alright, the pain was slowly fading away day by day. What bugged him was not the fact that he got shot at, that was the least of his concerns. What bugged him was, what was going on while he was taking such a pleasant vacation and how was he to be looked up to, if he could afford being drive-byed by some Colombians. Not such of a role-model once you get shot, right?
3;47 PM | 2010 | Ocean Docks
The group ceased any speech upon Thomas' entry, which was definitely not the reaction he was expecting. He had to take a couple of seconds to process the information in his head before he started nodding to the buttoned members present. They all stood in a circle while the heavy crates were being loaded of the vans from some people he did not really know, nor has heard about. After the short briefing took place and the engine issue with their functional Burrito was solved, it was time to go. That was the time, when they were finally going to settle it down with the Colombians and make sure scenes such as the one two months ago do not happen again, ever again.
They eventually reached Marina, I rather not to tell you about the shootout there, it was a bloody massacre with over 20 people injured, however, once it was over and the differences among them were solved, it was a moral question whether to, or not to, claim the merchandise that has already been paid for anyway. Once taken, it could mean that they would make some six digit number if they played their cards right, perhaps even more if the oversea suppliers decided that they were a better investment than the Colombians, the former Colombians, I mean.
8;41 PM | 2013 | Deep sea
Well, well, well. It looks like it has all turned out good for our boy Thomas. The boat seemed alright, perhaps a little too big, it was all shining bright, yet not too bright. Thomas was trying to count up the numbers and at the same time trying to roll time back as the last cigarette he had was almost out. Since neither of his actions were successful, he decided to go back to bed and let his fiancée smell the pleasant aroma of recently washed cash. The lights went out as he entered the bedroom of the yacht and the door was shut with a rather loud bang. It was all going as planned until red and blue lights started flashing trough the windows of the bedroom. Thomas instinctively stood up and went towards the door, but he soon found out that they were on a boat, in the middle of nowhere, so that was definitely one of those moments you wake up and realize you just got fucked. It all became more than clear now, that cock-sucking rat.. oh that motherfucker-..
The Cancinatti Crime Family is an organised crime group based on the model of the modern Cosa Nostra. The faction focuses on all sorts of illegal activities, mainly with the purpose of monetary profit. The list starts with drug dealing, firearm dealing, racketeering, extortion, human trafficking, prostitution, counterfeiting, money laundry and goes on. We also offer a friendly faction environment with a laid back atmosphere.
The faction itself is formed of players who are already familiar with the Cosa Nostra model, however we are willing to help you learn in case that is one of your interests simply drop a forum private message to me, or any other member and we will be helping you out in no time.
Will your family use the CK rule if so you must tell every member upon joining (Y/N):
Location of the family's HQ (SS): images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100619183227/gtawiki/images/c/c6/LittleMexico-GTASA-eastwards.jpg
(OOC infomation)
Your First name: Mason
How old are you?: 22
Do you have Teamspeak and a working mic?: Yes
How often do you play on RG-RP: 7 Hours aday