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Hidden Valley Kings
Faction Name: Hidden Valley Kings (H.V.K)
Faction Type (Government/Legal/Illegal): Illegal
Faction Leader's Name: DeMarcus Cruze
Do you meet the 300 hour requirement?: Nope, im admin though if that changes anything.
Are you a member of the Roleplay+ Group?: Nope, but i can speak in RP+ chat for some reason.
Have you recently been jailed for any Non-RP? (Within the last Month): Nope.
Faction Rank List (1 = Highest rank, 15 = Lowest rank):
HVK ranks
1 Big G
2 Triple OG
3 Double OG
4 Original Gangsta
5 Superior
6 Minister
7 Captain
8 Leiutenant
9 Gangster
10 Enforcer
11 Soldier
12 Hustler
13 Ho/Bitch
14 Vacation/FRT
15 [Free Space]
Current Faction Members (Name/Rank):
- Gino Williams III
- DeMarcus Cruze
- Demetrius Hamilton
- Spyro Defar
- Drake Fron
- Franklin Green Jr
- Antwon Banton
- DeShawn Miles
- Tya JAckson
- Frank DeMayo
- Shaun Gold Jr
- Rico Gold
- Talon Black
- Clearance Hamilton
- Darius Miller
Description of Faction (Minimum of 150 words):
Hidden Valley Kings
- Music would be playing on the background as you read through the bottom lines - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSbZidsgMfw
- Music would be playing on the background as you read through the bottom lines - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSbZidsgMfw
-12.05.2002-
He knew it was the end. Demetrius stood up and backed away, the room he resided in was rather poorly illuminated by a small lamp giving the room itself a rather orange glow to it. He stood completely up right arms at his side, his jacket stained with a thick red substance which was his own blood which had dried and solidified on the dark jacket. He suddenly arched his back leaning downwards, he stared at the floor for a moment before the tickling sensation in his throat became too rough, resulting in him coughing again, this time as he did, more blood spewed from his mouth onto the ground as visible red specks appeared on the ground. He slowly regained himself, looking back up at himself as he straightened his back and retuned to his normal stance. His eyes were bloodshot, however not from the violent coughing fit but from the tears dripping down from his eyes. The now ever too familiar burning sensation shot down his throat and caused a lot of pain to the region of his chest kicked once more after he took a deep breath, sighing in relief. He cleared his throat once again, which again caused him a great pain, speaking in a rather weak voice he addressed to his roommates in a saddened pitch. I can't take it anymore, i'm sick of being the- *his voice cracked and he began sobbing. He quickly regained himself once more forcing a smile however his sadness being evident * - ruled. He sighs once again in relief, after spitting on the ground. Few blood drips would be visible next to him. - I'm here to rule.
Demetrius Hamilton, together with his best friends, associated with 'homies'; Spyro Defar, Biggie Clankton - knew that the time finally came. They had to leave the orphanage. The bullies were taking over the orphanage, leaving no opportunity of living a decent life to the weaker ones, defined by their young age. Nothing else to do there, than leaving. The trio had to make a hard decision, leaving the orphanage to live on your own, surviving the street's dangerous montonous activities, either face the bullies that were creating the rules inside the orphanage.
Spyro Defar's face suddenly changed it's tone to a pale-ashen. The last bit of the warm red on his cheeks were summoned onto his forehead. He suddenly became violent, angry, caustic, as he saw Demetrius's blood dripping out of his destroyed face. Without hesitation, he ran in hurry towards his closet, inserting his hands inside his black, dirty hoody's sleeves. He suddenly goes deep inside the sleeves, pulling out a small, rectangular shaped, ice-cold metal stuff. It was a black, 21 glock, using .45 ACP bullets. The magazine was full, cartridges being arranged in double rows ready to be unleashed uppon the bully that ruined Demetrius.
He was holding it tight with his right hand, walking in hurry to the bully's room. As he enters inside, four tall figures, staring at him with a grin on their faces. One of them says, smirking: What do we have here ? Another piece of meat ready to feel the reality ? Heheheh. It was the man who almost killed Demetrius, his eyes were smirking, showing no sign of backing up against him. What they didn't know was that Spyro wasn't going to use his fists power, but the barrel's recoling spring. Spyro shifted his eyes toward the barrel of the gun staring into the dark abyss of its opening, cracking a satanic smile on his face, as he aims it towards all of them. He barelly managed to cuss them without breaking down into tears.
Spyro's fingers shakily shifted towards the trigger and he spotted the bully. He forced his eyes shut and scrunched up his face. His body tensing up in anticipation of the shot. He spoke one final time wich a malefic grin on his face : "The kings are back" before he unleashed the glock's outrageous power onto them.He heard the man cry but didn't open his eyes. He stood there arms by his side his fists clenched, he couldn't bare to open his eyes *Bang*. The sound of the round being fired echo'd through the small room shortly followed by the sound of the body limply slamming down on the ground. It was over, the bully received what he deserved. He was dead.
Spyro Defar, a young male, commited his first crimes. He killed four persons from an orphanage, due to his outrageous come-out.
- Music would be playing on the background as you read through the bottom lines - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFZlAACjEYY
- 14.02.2014 -
Years passed, Demetrius,Spyro and DeMarcus left the orphanage, and travelled from city to city, ending up in Los Santos. The time was hard living on the streets, they were surrounded by illegal activities all the time, 24/7. The life on the streets brought them only hard drugs and black lungs. Los santos had to be their new place to live, as the upcoming events are going to take place and make a radical change in their life. Nobody accepted them, so they had to take care of theirself. Every night was spent on the dangerous streets, where illegal activity was taking it's part.. Trying to find safer places, where they could stop and rest, they ended up in the bottom side, under the bridge that was making it's way over the Atlantic Ave, next to Groove Street.
- 15.02.2014 -
DeMarcus was laying on the couches placed by themself under the bridge, with his eyes closed facing the couch's dirty silk, his ears would appear to shake as he hears some footsteps. He opens his eyes,placing both of his palms onto the couching , pushing himself slowly off of it, as he turn to his right, having his left hand on the couch. Knowing what could happen , he extends his left hand until he reaches the end of the couch's side, pulling out a 45 colt from the inside of the couch. He looks around, noticing nothing strange that could redirect him to use his gun. He would clean his nazal nostrills by taking a deep breath, spitting on the ground next to him. As he gently lays back on the couch, his heart suddenly stops beating, his pupils dilating. He notices four green figure swifly moving among the barren wastelands, followed by the menacing sounds of gunfire and threathening noises of other humans. The green figures walk out of the shadow received from the bridge that covers the sunlight. Four black males, fully dressed in green, wearing green bandanas. They were tall, having a muscular build, representing one gang called H.V.K. Hidden Valley Kings. They were some nice, peaceful men ready to help anyone. But the expressions on their faces were expressing the feeling to not mess with them foolish. DeMarcus woke up his two friends, Spyro and Demetrius, they both were amazed as they noticed the four men, full dressed in green. Their name were : Gino Williams III, Darius Miller, Drake Fron, Lamar Jenkins. They offered to help the three friends, they gave them food, clothes and a place to sleep. They started hanging together, and slowly they woke up being a part of the gang. H.V.K. represents their new life at this moment. The six people started making a name for them, people knew what they are messing with at the moment they heard about Hidden Valley Kings.
- 20.02.2014 -
Second day of February was probably one of the gang's worst days. It brought the dead of an important piece of H.V.K. . They had lost one brother during a simple drive to the bank. Lamar Jenkins was only a mere teen, who had nearly just gotten into their group. Everyone inside the gang is important. He was good around twenty years old, just started tasting the life. It all happened so quickly. They had been driving along the road, Demetrius himself having a chat in the passenger seat with his friend. And then it happened. A blast and a bright flash emitted in front of them, leaving the vehicle shaking from side to side, along with Demetrius and his two friends in it. The driver had quickly stopped the vehicle, Demetrius and his friends jumping out of the it, weapons at the ready. In front of them, what had been an oil truck, had busted into flames in front of them leaving only a wreck behind. The cabinet had been slung off of its trailer, lying on its right side on the road. That was the last moment when H.V.K had seen to Lamar Jenkins. Everyone stood up, looking around, making sure everything is fine. But it wasn't, Lamar was on his way to Heaven. R.I.P, God bless him. Next to the oil truck, there were some purple bandanas. Immediately, seeing that, Talon Black bursted out in manly tears, letting out his rage. People admit that they never ever saw him in that faze, punching the ground so hard until one of his fingers broke. H.V.K. knew what they had to do.
- Music would be playing on the backroung as you read through the bottom lines - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9La1ZO2tW8s
- 22.02.2014 -
- 22.02.2014 -
You're born, you're loved, you're living, but what is life when all you see are dead boys and your friends with bullets in either the chests or leg's, crying in pain to be helped, but no it was much worse, everything was turning out fine at the start. Policemen tried to make their best, but they just can't mess with the real gangster, who only know to kill, not showing any hesitation. Their attempts always failed, until a few days in, it all turned to hell on the next day, out of no where LSPD attacked us and we lost everyone we loved and cared for. In the end, everyone mostly died, now there're only a few of us left, confused and lonely, thinking of what's to come in the future, wondering... What awaits us in the end.
And that's what it's about to happen. H.V.K. is about to take over the control around all the places, making themselves known to all the gangs and to all the police departments. As one of the most famous artists-legends would say, : I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy. H.V.K. countinues to rule the streets, taking part in different gang wards and fights against the police and the rival gangs.
© Copyright
All rights reserved to Demetrius Hamilton (( ZombieXay ))
All rights reserved to Demetrius Hamilton (( ZombieXay ))
Qualification to Join the Faction:
1. Must have experience with Ghetto/Gang RP.
2. Must have a criminal record of some kind (Obviously ICly)
3. Must be African/American.
4. Must be active (1-2 hours in 2 days).
Faction Rules:
1. No abusing faction chat.
2. If you have the power to, don't re-spawn faction cars without checking to see if they are in use.
3. Do not change anything in the faction menu unless given permission.
IC Faction Rules
1.Respect fellow Gang members/Allies.
2.Don't provoke cops all the time.
3.Never tell the gangs secrets to anybody,even if it will cost you your life.
4.Don't sell drugs to anybody,let them gain trust,last thing we need is undercover cops on our hood.
5.If somebody asks who is the leader,say that you don't know.
6.Don't just invite people in to the gang,without the leader permission.
7.Don't flash guns.
8.Stay away from cops,either way they will think of a reason to take you in.
OOC Faction Rules
1.Don't insult people.
2.Don't QQ.
3.Avoid getting admin jailed, 3 admin jails and your kicked.
4.Use common sense.
5.Don't DM/MG/PG.
6.If you join the faction,leaders can CK you at any time(RPly of course),CK clause.
If your faction is made, what would you need? (Example: Badges, Mapped HQ, Ect.):
The whole crew was researching about making this faction, and everyone seemed to like the graffiti bit, where we can create our own graffiti tag and have it migrated into the game for us to use ICly, we got a friend to design one for us:
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Screenshots of Roleplay:
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