Eren_Hernandez

You have an extended history of punishments, not to mention that one of the admins warned you before for Trolling. You saw the police using a vehicle and as soon as the driver stepped out, you went ahead to tow it away. What guarantees that you won't be causing any more trouble, even after your multiple warnings and punishments?

Unbanned. Careful next time not to mention other servers/communities names in public chat.

Necessary details are in the post. The mansion is in Marina, market value is $851,154. It doesn't have alarm installed. We're open for offers of BO For more pics of the interior: https://imgur.com/a/hrSZzoG

Unbanned.

@LocMax

The meth you produced using the keybinder will be removed from your inventory. I will reply to this topic once you're unbanned.

Appeal denied. Make another appeal when you're ready to admit it.

Excuse me, can you please point out which part I disrespected you? I didn't compare a bot to your neighbour. I simply said both lead to same results, continuous flow of commands, with no one available to talk, comply to roleplay, or even move around to prove his presence. In simple words, both lead to same results = same punishments. I also am not going to buy your story, so if you want an unban, I am expecting you to simply admit your mistake.

If you're going to leave a 9y/o who isn't capable of RPing with someone shall a situation start, or even talk in the chat, doing keybinds to cook meth, what difference does this make than leaving a Macro Keybind on?

I am going to say what I said to your buddy Nicolas since its the same situation

Why should I consider unbanning you, especially that you wasted my time lying about the situation, saying that he opened fire on you first, while his proof clearly shown you DMing him, then when I confronted you about it, you were too arrogant to admit your mistake, that you shown toxic behavior saying "whatever just punish us" and then killed him?

In any case, it's still your fault, whether you admit it or not, 3 accounts were banned from your IP address. Please make another appeal using your main account.

Why would one of your discord friends have 3 banned accounts registered on your IP? You know that lying is wasting everyone's time here and it won't help you with the appeal.

Who is....?

Anderson Smith - Kane Bawzaer - Kevonte Hunter Do you deny owning any of those accounts?

Hello once again. As this is your 3rd ban, you will be unbanned after a month, with 80% of wealth removal. Keep in mind that this is your last chance, and if you are ever banned again, there will be no chance for you to get unbanned.

Will unbanning you this time change a thing and make you actually read the rules and follow them?

Hello, Kane. This is a screenshot of your punishments history -- As you see, in the period from 23rd of April to 10th of May (About 17 days), you got 16 punishments, 3 of which are permanent bans. Moving on, regarding the incident, you were cuffed and put inside a rancher. Locking the doors was RPed as well. Yet you simply went out and started to run away. When I asked you numerous times why you did this, your answer simply was: "ya cant use yar admin powers" I kept repeating the same question, hoping I'd get any logical answer from you, but you didn't give me one. Can you explain this now?

I need to comment here that you are using me as a bullshit excuse for supporting your appeal. You kept /call-ing 911 for no reasons at all at GS9 only to bait the cops into starting a non reasonable shootout, and then after you killed a volunteer who responded to the call, you were suspected and kept driving past the cops and insulting them just to initiate a pursuit/another shootout. I want to state here that your only intentions in the server aren't for RP but for having toxic and cancerous behavior only to bait everyone into a shootout without any previous reason. I am not speaking this out of a personal opinion or a grudge, but I am speaking facts.

Derek. You are mistaken here. You refused to follow instructions and give the money, and you made excuses and wasted time just to keep your money. This is your third ban, You will be unbanned after a month.

Hello Medrick. I don't care whether you train a lot or not, and I definitely don't care whether you are Strong or not, no amount of training will allow you to shoot someone who is fully covered behind a tree. You are clearly using proaim.cs or whatever aimbot similar to it. I suggest you come clean before this gets worse. Thank you, best regards

Hello, Derek. Please take a look at the following logs. 28-03-2020 20:32:02 - [l] Derek_walker (27)(23423): bet 28-03-2020 20:32:04 - [l] Melm_Mancini (32)(7735): 2x 28-03-2020 20:32:11 - [l] Derek_walker (27)(23423): say full bet 28-03-2020 20:32:17 - [l] Melm_Mancini (32)(7735): 145k 28-03-2020 20:32:19 - [l] Derek_walker (27)(23423): wait i take out money 28-03-2020 20:32:20 - [l] Melm_Mancini (32)(7735): 2x 28-03-2020 20:32:54 - [l] Derek_walker (27)(23423): yes 28-03-2020 20:32:59 - Melm_Mancini (32)(7735): /use dice 28-03-2020 20:33:00 - Melm_Mancini (32)(7735): /use dice 28-03-2020 20:33:04 - Derek_walker (27)(23423): /use dice 28-03-2020 20:33:05 - Derek_walker (27)(23423): /use dice Now let's take a look at this part by part, shall we? He told you the bet, which was 145k, 2x. You said you'll go get money from ATM. 34 seconds later, you came back saying yes. So he rolled, and you rolled back. I need you to explain to me why did you roll back when you didn't want to play the bet? If you were the one winning, you wouldn't have had any issues. When you refused to pay, he made a report, and when I came you literally said *he didn't say bet* or something along those lines, which made us check logs. When I faced you with the exact line of him saying the bet, you changed your excuse to *I don't say go*. You were temporarily banned once before for casino scamming, and permanently banned for vehicle scamming. Alongside other punishments, this makes this your 3rd ban for being arrogant enough to break rules for satisfying your own self and refusing to follow instructions given by administration a.k.a. refusing the send him the money when I asked you countless times to do so before you got banned. I would like to get an explanation for all of this.

The Story of Eren Andolini "Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.", they said. They lied. Life was never really simple. Born on the 5th of August, 1998 to Mr. and Mrs. Schulze, I came to life as one of the wealthiest families in Preston, England. Growing up in such a family, my parents made sure I had the best education I could get, and even though I could get everything I asked for, I envied a lot of my friends for being able to spend time with their father. I rarely met my father, probably once or twice every 6 months, and every time I asked him why he's always away, his answer was always the same. "My job as a pilot doesn't allow me to spend a lot of time here. I need to work so you and your brother could get a good education". Deep inside, I never believed those words. I knew something fishy was going on, but I never spoke of it. I spent more time with my brother, Parth, more than I did with anyone else in the family. He is 6 years older than me, born on the 23rd of October, 1992. When I was just 5 years old, Parth was the closest to me. He wasn't just a brother. He was my best-friend. I kept no secrets from him, and he was always there when I needed him. Ten years later, my brother has already graduated from the Medical School, Central Lancashire University. He is an apprentice surgeon. Today is the 5th of August, my 15th birthday. My father always takes a vacation from work on this day every year to spend it with me. For some reason, he never showed up. I started to think he became in too deep in his job that he actually forgot about his family. He didn't even answer the phone calls. Disappointed in my father, I spent the rest of the day with my family and friends. The very next day, I woke up, getting ready for school, I overheard a conversation between my mother and Parth. I could tell from her tone that she was crying. Parth: When did they call you? Mother: I got the call yesterday. They said he was shot. Parth: Shot? By Who? Did they arrest him? Mother: *Sniffs* No. They couldn't find any leads at the crime scene. Parth: *Grabs a cup from the table as he smashes it into the ground* I will find whoever did this, and I will make them suffer to death. Parth stood up and walked out of the door, where he saw me standing and overhearing their conversation. He looked at me, as he saw the tears in my eyes. I stood there, shook of the news. He looked at me for a second, then left the house without any further words. I ran back to my room as I locked myself in there, speaking to no one else for the rest of the day until I fell asleep. Later that month, my mother was still broken by the news. She was in her room most of the time crying. She barely spoke to anyone. Me and my brother often sat with her from time to time to relieve her, but we gave her some space. We knew she'd get over it by time. Three months later, my brother thought it'd be a good idea for us to go out and have some fun to get our minds away from what happened. My mother refused to go with us, so it was just me and him. We spent the whole day out, taking a walk in the park, eating in a Diner, watching a movie in the Cinema. By the time it was 1:40 AM, we were on our way home. As we got closer to the house, we saw police vehicles and an ambulance right in front of it, with somewhat of a crowd. We ran there, only to be welcomed by the dead body of my mother on a stretcher. We learned that someone broke into the house, my mother took 3 shots to the chest and bled out, and all the valuables, including the money in the safe, was stolen. With nothing in my mind except knowing that I lost both of my parents in less than a year and they didn't even identify the killers, I felt weak, and I was on the very edge of breaking down. Six years later, my brother has already traveled to Mudoo State. He told me he got a good paying job there. I couldn't keep up with Engineering School, so I dropped out and worked as a cashier in a market near by. The money wasn't enough, so my brother was kind enough to send me money each month to help me get by. After few months, I planned a surprise visit to Los Santos, the city where my brother lives in Mudoo State. I bought a ticket and flew there. When I arrived, I tried to call him, but his phone was off, so I left him a voice mail letting him know that I am in Los Santos. I rented a car and drove around, getting familiar with the city. I made a stop at a bar to get myself a drink, but the TV caught my attention. "The police still can't get hold of the criminal known as Parth Clemenza, wanted for drug dealing, carrying illegal firearms, and possible murder, if you see him, call 911 and state your location immediately", with the picture of my brother on the TV. I called him once more and he picked up. Parth: You should've told me before you came here Me: We need to meet Parth: Is something wrong? Me: You are wanted. Can you explain this? Parth: *Silence* Parth: Meet me at Verdant Bluffs in an hour *Parth hangs up* With every little thought going on in my head, I asked around about Verdant Bluffs. and when I found where I can find it, I drove there. As I approached the place, I saw how highly secured it is, with a lot of parked vehicles and about five men standing with guns in their hands. I was stopped by one of them approaching me, asking me to identify myself. As soon as I said my name, they let me pass, and there I saw my brother, smoking a cigarette while looking at the sea from the top of the building. I made my way up there, and as soon as he heard my footsteps, he looked back at me. Parth: Give me your phone. Me: Wh- Parth: Do it. Me: *Takes out his phone, handing it to Parth* Parth: *Powers off the phone, then gives it back* Don't turn it on unless you're at least 3 Kilometers away from here. Me: *Has a confused look on his face* What is all that? Why are you wanted and why are you acting all weird? Parth: *Sighs, as he walks down to a bench and offers me to take a seat* Parth told me that father wasn't a pilot. He was working for a criminal family called P-Company. That's why he was always away, to protect us. The day he died, he was caught off guard earlier by men from a group called Willowfield Cartel. They killed him. He told me that P-Company is our best chance to get revenge. Without further thought, I asked to join. I wanted to be a part of this. He wasn't happy with this idea at first, but it wasn't his call to accept me or not, and so I joined. I settled in the Mudoo state. My new job was dealing in drugs, and it made me amazing amounts of money. P-Company was like my new family. Until one day, when I was sitting in home, I got a call from my friend. My brother was arrested and is now in custody. He was taken to the prison where he served one year, while the boss of P-Company disappeared. Nobody knew what happened to him. The family broke down. I visited my brother from time to time, but I didn't want to get suspicious, so I got rid of all my drugs and traveled back to Preston. On my brother's release date, I went to visit him, surprisingly enough, I learned that he was released earlier secretly in exchange for information, and later he was accepted into FBI. I decided to take on the same path and join him, but I wasn't accepted due to lack of experience, so I just joined the Police Department. After a month or so, I decided to take a vacation. I went back to my hometown and spent time with my old friends. When I came back, I realized there was a total change in the department, and I was fired as well. I was told I had to apply again. I didn't want to go over all of that again, and I learned that my brother left the FBI as well and joined La Familia di Andolini. I heard of a family called Gambinos, who were allies to the Andolinis, so I joined them. After a few days, a conflict happened between the leaders of both families and they became enemies. I met with my brother, and I was offered to join the family. After all, the last thing we want is for me and my brother to be shooting at each other. I had time to think about it, and eventually I accepted his offer. I became a part of La Familia Di Andolini. That's where life strayed me, and that's how my life goes on.