04-22-2021, 06:23 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-30-2021, 06:54 PM by Guitar Guy.
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Name of Faction: Harrison Crime Family
Number of Members (Minimum of 5): Will Carter, Geoff Deliowner, Michael Hooligan, Lazlo Carter, Demetri Kastellanos (23 members)
Type Of Faction (Family, Triad, Street Gang, etc): Crime Family
Ethnic Background (Italian, Greek, African American, Irish, etc): American/Aryan (exceptions must have valid RP reason)
Your Discord # (ex: gamer#4210): ᴸᵃⁿᵉ#6327
Your Faction Discord link (If you have one): https://discord.gg/daEuPvPzNG
Organization Backstory (Min. of 250+ Words & any images):
~Harrison Crime Family Origin Story~
(*the following is based on true RP experiences in the server*)
June 21, 1975
9:50pm
Johnathan Harrison had just finished packaging a sheet of LSD before cleaning up the remnants left in the humid basement. He was working overtime due to missing a day last week. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked upstairs to the main level of the residential house. After spending weeks trying to make a living from his craft, Johnny gives a high percentage of his profits to his boss barley leaving enough for to feed himself. After collecting his pay he hopped in his beater of a car and drove to home to his apartment. After only making $60 dollars he filled up his car and bought some dinner on the way home. He walked into the lobby greeting the old lady behind the desk as he always did and dragged himself into the elevator. After walking inside he hit the 3th floor and waited for the elevator to come to a stop. He walked to his room and went inside. After taking off his shoes, coat, and hat, he put his trusty Hi-power in his nightstand. He clicked the light off and collapsed for the night.
June 22, 1975
9:56am
Johnny wakes up to someone pounding on the door of his apartment, he manages to pull himself out of bed and peep through the hole of his door. He sees his buddy from work Lazlo. He invites Lazlo in and they discuss the state of the boss and the workplace. They both agreed there needed to be some changes made, Johnny being in favor of making some changes himself. They thought talking it out with boss to negotiate would help everyone reach a common goal. Lazlo grabbed a beer on the way out and Johnny closed the door behind Lazlo as he strolled down the hall.
June 22, 1975
1:13pm
Johnny, Lazlo, Geoff, Michael, and Demetri are all hard at work on the trade of making and packaging LSD in the house. As they work they discuss the conditions and pay just like Lazlo and Johnny the earlier that morning. Of course they would talk about how they all wished they could get a better job than this dump, as they did every day. The others agreed with Lazlo and Johnny's idea of change in the way they should be treated and paid. As they finished up they unanimously decided Johnny be the one to try and talk to the boss about everyone's opinions on the situation at hand. Johnny had been the one to bring it up the idea at work and usually took the leadership positions over the 4 so it seemed like a great fit. They all went to the boss to collect they're paycheck for the day and Johnny stayed behind. The others filed out of the room and after the last the door clicked shut leaving Johnny and the boss alone.
June 22, 1975
9:34pm
There was blood on Johnny's hands figuratively and literally as he went around the bosses' bullet ridden body. As he did everyone else rushed into the room to see what happened due to the gunshots moments earlier. Johnny ran the corpse's pockets finding the master key to the safe hidden in the desk, a tab of acid, and a colt 1911. After tossing Demetri the 1911 and opening the safe Johnny found roughly $10,000 dollars in cash, more than he had ever seen in his life. After grabbing a nearby briefcase used for drug transport and filling it to the brim with cash. The 5 hurried they're way outside the residential house to they're cars. Sirens were faintly heard in the distance as Johnny's beater roared to life. They all filed out of the driveway heading for the southside of NYC. Johnny and his boys knew this was a fresh start to make something great out of. Plus the boss was a piece of shit anyway so they couldn't be happier.
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~Harrison Crime Family Backstory~
The Harrison Crime family is a white American mob that specializes in drug and weapon trade in the downtown area of New York City. For years Harrisons have been deeply invested into the perfect execution of they're organized crime to output the most profit at the least risk. From high security drug operations to high yield gun imports, the Harrisons had the means to make the most money in the most efficient way, and they did. Since the 70's they had been the suppliers of LSD for most of NYC. As the feds cracked down on drug trafficking, the Harrisons cracked down on they're security and drug runners keeping themselves in the dark from the fuzz while making a profit. Although the gun trade was not as strong they still supplied some of the lower tier thugs and criminals looking for a quick burner. Compared to the other cartels and mobs the Harrisons sold cheap and discreetly. The lack of fame didn't stop them from making a profit and a name for themselves in the streets of New York City.
Number of Members (Minimum of 5): Will Carter, Geoff Deliowner, Michael Hooligan, Lazlo Carter, Demetri Kastellanos (23 members)
Type Of Faction (Family, Triad, Street Gang, etc): Crime Family
Ethnic Background (Italian, Greek, African American, Irish, etc): American/Aryan (exceptions must have valid RP reason)
Your Discord # (ex: gamer#4210): ᴸᵃⁿᵉ#6327
Your Faction Discord link (If you have one): https://discord.gg/daEuPvPzNG
Organization Backstory (Min. of 250+ Words & any images):
~Harrison Crime Family Origin Story~
(*the following is based on true RP experiences in the server*)
June 21, 1975
9:50pm
Johnathan Harrison had just finished packaging a sheet of LSD before cleaning up the remnants left in the humid basement. He was working overtime due to missing a day last week. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked upstairs to the main level of the residential house. After spending weeks trying to make a living from his craft, Johnny gives a high percentage of his profits to his boss barley leaving enough for to feed himself. After collecting his pay he hopped in his beater of a car and drove to home to his apartment. After only making $60 dollars he filled up his car and bought some dinner on the way home. He walked into the lobby greeting the old lady behind the desk as he always did and dragged himself into the elevator. After walking inside he hit the 3th floor and waited for the elevator to come to a stop. He walked to his room and went inside. After taking off his shoes, coat, and hat, he put his trusty Hi-power in his nightstand. He clicked the light off and collapsed for the night.
June 22, 1975
9:56am
Johnny wakes up to someone pounding on the door of his apartment, he manages to pull himself out of bed and peep through the hole of his door. He sees his buddy from work Lazlo. He invites Lazlo in and they discuss the state of the boss and the workplace. They both agreed there needed to be some changes made, Johnny being in favor of making some changes himself. They thought talking it out with boss to negotiate would help everyone reach a common goal. Lazlo grabbed a beer on the way out and Johnny closed the door behind Lazlo as he strolled down the hall.
June 22, 1975
1:13pm
Johnny, Lazlo, Geoff, Michael, and Demetri are all hard at work on the trade of making and packaging LSD in the house. As they work they discuss the conditions and pay just like Lazlo and Johnny the earlier that morning. Of course they would talk about how they all wished they could get a better job than this dump, as they did every day. The others agreed with Lazlo and Johnny's idea of change in the way they should be treated and paid. As they finished up they unanimously decided Johnny be the one to try and talk to the boss about everyone's opinions on the situation at hand. Johnny had been the one to bring it up the idea at work and usually took the leadership positions over the 4 so it seemed like a great fit. They all went to the boss to collect they're paycheck for the day and Johnny stayed behind. The others filed out of the room and after the last the door clicked shut leaving Johnny and the boss alone.
June 22, 1975
9:34pm
There was blood on Johnny's hands figuratively and literally as he went around the bosses' bullet ridden body. As he did everyone else rushed into the room to see what happened due to the gunshots moments earlier. Johnny ran the corpse's pockets finding the master key to the safe hidden in the desk, a tab of acid, and a colt 1911. After tossing Demetri the 1911 and opening the safe Johnny found roughly $10,000 dollars in cash, more than he had ever seen in his life. After grabbing a nearby briefcase used for drug transport and filling it to the brim with cash. The 5 hurried they're way outside the residential house to they're cars. Sirens were faintly heard in the distance as Johnny's beater roared to life. They all filed out of the driveway heading for the southside of NYC. Johnny and his boys knew this was a fresh start to make something great out of. Plus the boss was a piece of shit anyway so they couldn't be happier.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~Harrison Crime Family Backstory~
The Harrison Crime family is a white American mob that specializes in drug and weapon trade in the downtown area of New York City. For years Harrisons have been deeply invested into the perfect execution of they're organized crime to output the most profit at the least risk. From high security drug operations to high yield gun imports, the Harrisons had the means to make the most money in the most efficient way, and they did. Since the 70's they had been the suppliers of LSD for most of NYC. As the feds cracked down on drug trafficking, the Harrisons cracked down on they're security and drug runners keeping themselves in the dark from the fuzz while making a profit. Although the gun trade was not as strong they still supplied some of the lower tier thugs and criminals looking for a quick burner. Compared to the other cartels and mobs the Harrisons sold cheap and discreetly. The lack of fame didn't stop them from making a profit and a name for themselves in the streets of New York City.
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