((Out Of Character))



Name: Maichael


Age: 13.


Level: 1.

Faction That you want take lead of?: San Andreas Sheriff Department.

Why do you want to take the lead of this Faction?: Becuse i want to do a good RolePlay in the server, and do not abuse the faction, and the fations cars, and my workers do not do it too.


I want to do the right RolePlay with this faction, out of the city.

Do you have TeamSpeak 3 ?: Yes.

If yes - Do you have mic?: Yes.

What is your name there?: TayzNx.

English Level: 1-10: 9/10.

RolePlay Level 1-10: 10/10.

How are you going to manage and develop this Faction?: If someone want to join he need to do application.


I will fire pepoles that don't doing a good RolePlay.








Skype?: y-maik-123.


Messenger?: I don't have.


ICQ?: I don't have.






((In Character))



First Name: Andrew.


Last Name: Corties.


Age: 25.


CellPhone Number: 479163.


Life Story:


Suddenly the fresh air became black,smoke in anyplace and red and blue flashing lights arrived through the sirean into the foggy window of the Savana,the FireFighters began to call some Rapid units and alot of officers and paramedics arrived to the situation,the flashback into Clip`s life was the dramatic part of the accident,while dropped on the passenger seat he opened his eyes and ran into a flashback,he began to hear some sounds,he recalls about the first time that he hold a weapon and his first crimes,he ran into a panic with the hippies and racists things,still dropped on the passenger seat staring the sky through the smashed window of the Savana waiting to the paramedics,they arrived faster and the firefighters broke the door quicker,they placed him on the stretcher and dragged him to the ambulance,he still stared the sky with a paniced face and without any word,like a body that going to see the grave in the first time,the paramedics started to check him,he was totally paniced and he didn't responded to any of their checks,they went over All Santis General and there he placed,the doctor yelled some codes,it was like some numbers, Rapid Eight one seven out down foot three, and somethings alike,with the white gloves and clearly with the surgical mask on their faces they began the operation on clip,after being good and still without any word he just live his life,he was quiet, he mumbled things about the flashback,besides it he didn't told any of his jokes,like a new person with a ghost inside,the doctors said that it is just an automatically respond of the body,he won't talk and mumble things that not make any sense. we gave him weeks alone,he was weak and he wanted to be alone to think about things and how his life going to continue.










A singel minute after we exited from the Hospital a squeaks noise came from behind,we all rotated our heads over the hospital and a nigger "surfing" on a stretcher out from the hospital,wrapping his fingers inside his medical jacket that the medics gave him and unbuttons the jacket,skating carefully next to the stairs and right over us,he jumped down from the stretcher with a yelled "Yo,wait up niggas, I'mma come with you all" after he was infront of us he just said "What's good" and we all went to his house,we drank some beers and raised a cheers call, he is a friend of us and we need to celebrate from him, he back to himself, he told us the Lady Gaga joke and told us some freaking stories about the flashback, we were glad to see him laughing and yelling like he used to be,this is CLIPPY.










We were sitting in Santa Maria beach,right on the bank of the sea we could touch the water and feel them in our legs,slowly clip pushed himself up and grabbed a colt from his waistband,he got onto his toes moved his hand backward tilted his head upward and swing the colt in the air and release his hold and threw it away,he threw him self on the sand and stared the sky,he got another flashback,he began to told up some stories about that Colt,he said that one time Clip and his father were walking in Eight street and hispanic male pushed clip aside in rude manner,clip`s father sucked the air and made some air swing between his gold teeth,he grabbed a colt and began firing on the hispanic then they ran away, Clip was Sixteen years old, he was funny but not funnier than now,when they were in a warehouse his father gave the Colt to clip with hundred bullets inside,just after four years he done the hundred bullets,Clip don't like to use weapons he prefer fighting but if you need to use a heat,use it.


we were bored so we sat onto the BMX bikes and drove over Ganton, Clip noticed a wall and a graffiti of man,he wanted to make one,he couldn't make an Ad in the newspapers so we got to Pizza stack there we met Loc' Dog,we paid to Loc'y some monies, he wanted five larges but somehow clip make it four larges, we bought some spray-cans and we went to the place, we were at EC,Clip wanted to make a graffiti of his face in El Corna a street with alot of taco-heads, hispanics and mexicans.


we all met Loc' dog right at EC with the spraycans,Loc' Dog got the monies and began to paint Clip`s faces with the spraycans on the wall, we saved that those tacos won't come, Loc' Dog almost done and I noticed mexican men that walking over us,suddenly another mexican men come from another place, they made a circle around us and pulled some guns, one of them yelled things "A'yo, Mutha'fucaks - What ya'doing here?" Clip nudged me with his elbow and we all nudged the others, we ran over our bike and drove to Clip`s house,WE DONE THE GRAFFITI.


San Andreas.


Why do you want to work on this job?: Becuse i want to back to the police department, and i don't want to be in the city, i want to be in all the state, so if i will be in the San Andreas Sheriff Department i can be in all San Andreas state.


Experience: Well, i have experince i be in the San Fierro Police Department 2 years police officer 1 years, lead officer 2 months, sergeant 10 months.


Where do you live in the city?: In richman 8/3.


Licenses?: I have driving license.


If yes, what it the vehicle that you have Licesne for?: I don't have a car, but i have driving license.


How much time do you live in the city?: 4 years.


Do you have a car?: Still no.


Weapon License?: No.