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  1. On 2/11/2021 at 10:09 PM, violentmnky said:

    So I get a seemingly good tip from a friendly cab driver. He tells me, in detail, how one would go about liberating the jewelry store of some of its finest product...minus one crucial point. After parting ways with the cabby, I set off on a few prep errands. I gathered the supplies I would need and stashed them in my extra car, safe in one of the many Los Santos garages. I called a new buddy, goes by Bean, and told him I stumbled into an opportunity. Bean bit, and agreed to meet somewhere secluded to hash out some finer details. After a little chat, Bean and I collect a fast motorcycle and proceeded to the store. Our spirits were high, we finally had the prospect of a solid payday on our doorstep.

    If only we'd known at the time, the one critical detail the cabby left out. The fucking security doors.

    So good old Bean and I are in Vangelico's, bats in hand, smashing the place into oblivion and lining our pockets. We cleaned the whole place out before we heard a siren, but it sounded like it was approaching fast. We bolted for the door, only to find it had sealed behind us. We were truly fucked.

    I thought quickly. There was a slim chance one of us could walk away from this, but only if one of us stalled the police long enough and convincingly. I made up my mind. I would take the hit, I would go to prison, and Bean would walk.  I told him to run to the back as fast as he could and toss everything incriminating in the garbage, and to take off his clothes. He was perplexed, but he listened to me in the end. The cops were at the door now, show time. I cleared my throat and headed up to the security door to charm the pants off these cops. I make a point to take up as much space as I can in the door so Bean would be obscured from vision and go off on a long winded tangent about inspecting jewelry being a fetish of mine, that I had no intention to actually leave with anything, and that the cops were trying to kink shame me publicly. By the time they had me sorted out and searched, Bean was clean. They found him in the store while they were sweeping it and when asked I was adamant I didn't know him, and he said the same about me. I watched him walk away from the back of a squad car, unsure if I'd see him again. 

    The officers had a lot of questions at the station, and I played ball for the most part. I'm nothing if not cordial. A female officer had taken a liking to me on the ride over, and asked if any of the diamond rings in my pocket where mine from before I went to the jewelry store...maybe for a proposal of some sort. I think she was baiting me into proposing to her from the cell, but I threw her a curve ball and told he that I the guy from the store was actually my boyfriend, and the ring was meant for him. She let me keep it, and I picked it up when my 10  months were up. 

    First thing after I was released, I open my phone to call Bean. He picked me up within 30 seconds. A bond was forged, and my sacrifice was worth it. Whatever money we would've made that day paled in comparison to  the value of earning someone's trust. A ride or die friend is nothing to scoff at. 

    love this man, and  wonder who that cab driver was ?

  2. so the sons of Abraham hit the lucid city jeweler a few days back the three of use pulled up around the corner  two of use got out walked in broke the cameras (rp style wasn't sure if there was an actual way to so so) and proceeded to brake open the jewelry cases after the two of use finished loading up with neckless rings and watched of all kinds we made for the door to are dismay the door was locked and we that are self's screwed, one off use thought  maybe he could brake the door down with his bat so he just kept hitting and eventually ether by brute force or sheer luck the doors opened we made for the get away car and cheesed it. to are surprise we did not seem to attract  any obvious attention  to are self's from the lcpd we shall se how long that lasts 

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  3. hey names Alex aka Jewish joe I'm from upstate NY i have a 2 year old daughter and I'm a CNA (certified nurses assistant) ummm i love role play i have a background in theater mostly highschool i play a lot of D&D witch is where i really got my RP bug and I'm hoping i can be apart of this growing community  

  4. Joe Goldberg is a older Jewish gentlemen of portly build large beard and balding black hair. he dresses in the traditional Hasidic Jewish fashion with a a gold pocket watch and rolled up sleeves. most would consider joe to be a friendly face in the city always willing to give a ride in his cab or share some information with new comers to the city, but joe is not to be crossed he has a quick temper and no patience for disrespect.  eldest member and leader of the son of Abraham a small group of like mined Jewish men who appear at face value to just be hard working people. joe for instants can seldom be seen without his cab, but theirs something strange about these man and the company they keep what secret plans could they have for lucid city and what on earth does "deck work" mean 

  5. Joe Golberg a on the surface a simple cab driver who live in the city with is cousin Issma and is nephew David. But underneath is a ruthless future crime boss and leader of the The Sons if Abraham. A small group of thief's making a small name for themselves in the city, with plans and dreams to make bigger scores he and is family will stop at nothing to make fame power and most of all money. already become a bit of a regular site in the city the other members of the city have taken to calling them "The Jews" (a comment on there Hebrew lineage) 

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