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Dalton "DB" Booth Born in San Fierro 2002, grew up like every other child, school, basketball and riding bikes. His mother Reona and his pops DeShawn took care of Dalton and his brother Jamal, like every other normal family. By the time DB was 9 years old he started running errands for the local Italian mob, he did it for quick cash and to flex on his friends that he was a "mobster" but it didnt go like he planned. One night after collecting a envelope of owed money from some random junkie he rode his bike across town like every other day, smiling, looking around until he saw a shady car behind him, he rode faster thinking it was nothing but they all of a sudden rolled down the passenger window and a guy started dumping a Mac 10 straight at him, DB fell of the bike and ran into the nearest alley but they was behind him, he caught a bullet to the leg and passed out, shooters? The mob sent them becouse "Kid knows too much" his family moved to Los Santos after the shootout and Dalton continued his normal life. | East Los Santos chaper| DB was still in high school, at just 16 years old he started moving with the local gang called Bishop Bulevard Bloods He moved out of his parents place with his brother Jamal and they joined the gang. They moved Dope, broke into houses, hanged on the block and everything was fine. Year 2024 DB gets ragged, he is in the set for real. JB gets arrested and goes to prison for five years making Dalton even colder. Life went on, he heard from Jamal, sent him cash and whatnot but he had other plans, making it in this fucked up life of crime. | Fall | DB was on house arrest after some minor drug possesion charge, he was getting tired of slinging small time bags on corners but he waited. Months passed and still quiet, but one night he got a call from his OG Tay, he was yelling on the phone "Murda and them just shot up some Italian bro be on point!" DB had flashbacks, maybe the Italians were on him again? who did he shoot? what is going on? questions ran through his mind and then his OG hit him up again "We just got word its some hitman crew from local mob, dont get out of the brib and turn the phone off, stay safe." DB's jaw fell through the ground knowing its over. Night after night his homies dissapeared, some ran, some shot dead, until his long time friend got killed. DB snapped out of it "This shit is enough bro, fuck allat" he was off house arrest and he was gone, dissapeared in the night. | Today | DB a new man, JB out of prison thing looking good for them, moved over in Seville and started running with Black Organized Crime, a real criminal not a hoodlum anymore. He moved weapons out of state and drugs to fuel whole city for days, he runs his own crew of people moving smart. He met DeeLaila "Shiny" Cardoso on the way, DB was always sweet on her. The rest of the story will go on as DB makes a name for himself and maybe, but just maybe gets out of the life.

Mashallah brother Franklin, this is a good start Praying for the downfall of our opps

Mashallah akhi, brother Franklin turning away from haram!

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Lepovo Winery is now open for recruitment. We are looking for dedicated and creative individuals to join our legal faction in Los Santos Roleplay. Our focus is on high-quality roleplay centered around wine production, vineyard management, logistics, and business operations. Whether you are interested in agricultural work, running a business, transporting goods, or simply contributing to a grounded legal roleplay environment, there is a place for you here. We offer an opportunity to be part of an immersive and expanding storyline with room for personal growth and character development. If you are interested in joining or learning more, feel free to contact @Dzuki or @sh0rk via forum message. We look forward to welcoming you to the team.