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The Belevski Connection

Post by powski » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:33 pm

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1982 An immigrant’s arrival.

Its pitch black. The smell of sweat and human excretion clings to the nostrils. The enforced silence is only interrupted by the occasional cough or whimper. Stowed away in the depths of a cargo ship like cattle is the common crawl for the Balkan immigrant searching for a new life in the supposed land of the free. Families forced to make this journey in hope of a future, one that is far from view in the war-torn country of Yugoslavia and further in the foul conditions of the container. The uncertainty sets in when movement bursts into life around the relocating group. Dock hands yell and the clunks of machinery beat against the metal walls in preparation for the hoist. They have reached their destination, Los Angeles city docks, 1982.

A Macedonian sits with his back perched against his travel burgeon and eight year old son nestled beneath his arm. The gentle sways of the ocean have been exchanged for the level crossing of a highway road. "Kiril?" exhales a figure from across the dimly lit container, "Do you have any water left?" Shuffling his weight off of his bag the Macedonian casts a negative shake; he has remained silent in thought for many hours. A force of breaks slows the vehicle and the patter of feet echoes from outside. The crate doors swing open and the naked sun momentarily blinds its unsuspecting victims. "Get out, you stinkin' fucks."

What greets the majority is their first taste of a corrupt economy, the local business swine with a fake smile offering accommodation and pathetic wage for fifteen hour shifts in hellish and unsafe conditions. Those who stay on the straight and narrow are lost in a world of slavery and potential deportation. “Fuck this” is the usual thought shared by the majority, but it’s the nerve to climb out of one pit of into another that carries those with potential, nerve and a ferocious hunger for violence.

After two years of enduring appalling factory conditions, Kiril Belevski made this transition. Extrinsically motivated with the lust for power and riches and backed by his closest friends, he broke from the sweaty grip of a rotting society and turned to its underbelly.

1984 - 1992 Business begins.

It started small. Women straight off the boat were snagged and slung into a world of prostitution. The docks were bustling with potential. Local workers had their way with girls from the back of their cars, and the pockets of those supplying grew heavier. At first the enforces of this operation were mocked for their ethnic origin, but when the corpse of a disrespectful punter was found with over twenty stab wounds littered across his body, customers came to the realization that these foreigners were not to be aggravated.

For three years the area was completely open to the developing trade. Gangs kept to their sets and any other criminal rings were further in land. The mob occasionally used the docks, but they never hung around. As for the work force, they kept to their own code, "What happens at the docks stays at the docks." To America, these immigrants didn’t exist, they were unregistered, tax avoiding dirt and as long as they were kept off the porch, nobody cared. The organization flourished from the abuse of these nameless women being forced into sexual labour.

BC:CF - INTERVIEW RECORDING, Jolana Bakic, 2005 31st Oct: 15:04 – 15:10.

Federal Agent: "Can you tell us what it was like back in the mid eighties for you, Jolana?"

Jolana Bakic: "After being imported my passport was stolen and I was beaten. I remember being sold to a man called Vasil Jovic for a settled price of $200. I was moved to a small union bar where I cleared tables by day and as night fell, I was forced to pull men into the back room who would pay for sex."

Federal Agent: "Was Vasil present, or aware you were doing this?"

Jolana Bakic: "Of course. The pig would sit at the bar and stare down whoever I was talking to. He'd make sure nothing happened to me and in return he'd take everything I earned. It was hell, I wanted to kill myself."

At the end of the eighty’s, Macedonian, Serbian and Russian were commonly spoken around the towering loading cranes that overlooked the canals. Each week new faces scrambled from the freight ships and showed promise. The life of crime was the immigrants only shot at making a name for them self, a chance to be remembered against becoming a ghost in an industrial chain. The gates finally buckled under the weight of an unmoral business and as the city slept the growing criminal syndicate silently broadened its stemming reach into its embrace.

Taking their experience of addicting prostitutes to crack, Belevski established a drug smuggling connection with contacts in Eastern Europe that imported their product through the docks to take advantage of exposed communities facing poverty in the surrounding areas. With an open air drug market reeling in scavenged change from crack fiends and gutter scum, the members of the connection bolstered their profit and became fully established in their new home. America's "War on drugs" brought the inevitable attention of the FBI who quickly fixed a name to the group after a fiend was bribed to snitch on his dealers. In 1992, federal agents opened their case file on “The Belevski Connection".

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At the dawn of the 90s, one of L.A.'s eastern sectors of the city adopted the name "The Yugoslavian District". The neighbourhoods in this region were populated by a majority of Eastern European decedents due to the "great migration". It is here in which the Belevski Connection extorted local businesses for protection and in return offered cheap products such as stolen alcohol and cigarettes.

Belevski's son, Kliment was only nine teen, but had already built a solid reputation for himself in the community through his early affiliation with crime. Kiril had his son throwing bricks through shop keeper’s windows at the age of fifteen and assisting in one of his shoddy smuggling operations two years on. With an aspiration to follow in his father's footsteps, Kliment strung together with his closest childhood friends and began acts of robbery and street brawling. Like his father, he never associated with outsiders, keeping to his own inner circle close at hand.

In 1999, Kiril Belveski handed his twenty-five year old son a smuggling ring full of leaks which he was expected to steadily run, "Too late." Kliment always said as the federal agents were closing in on the connections’ activities. In a joint act with the Los Angeles Attorney General's office and the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms, the smuggling ring was brought to a complete halt in 1995 through the work of an undercover agent known as Melvin Johnson who posed as a potential buyer. Three outsiders and one high end earner of the Belevski connection were slung into the back of a police cruiser and hauled off to the LAP to serve a seven year sentence. Luckily the lessons of his father stuck and Kliment's precautions shunned him away from the spot light, but the close encounter left a strong imprint in the Macedonian's thoughts.
Kliment edged away from the eyes that had so deeply infiltrated their smuggling operation and cut all ties he had remaining to the ring. With money invested from his father, he diverted his attention to the growing club scene across L.A. and opened lap dancing bar of his own that quickly routed itself in popularity and reputation.

BC:CF - INTERVIEW RECORDING Joseph Mirkovic, 8th February 2011.

Federal Agent: “Joseph, we understand you worked at Babylon for three years, can you confirm that please?”

Joseph Mirkovic: “Yes. I worked behind the bar for three years.”

Federal Agent: “Could you tell us about the club and what went on in there?”

Joseph Mirkovic: “The place was real popular with the locals. It was full of men from the surrounding community. There were always new girls turning up, they never said where they were from. I wasn’t told much. Once I was caught talking to a stripper and Viktor took me aside, told me to keep my nose out of where it didn’t belong or he’d cut it off. That’s the way they were, never talking to outsiders like me, you could say they plaid their cards close to their chest.”

Federal Agent: “What can you tell us about Kliment Belevski?”

Joseph Mirkovic: “Kliment? People just gave him a level of respect that pulled him above a normal guy. He’d walk where he wanted in the club and nobody would ever give him trouble. He spoke to me a few times, but it was nothing more than drawn out small talk. He kept to his own circle.”

Federal Agent: “Were you aware at any time that the establishment was being used as a brothel, forcing strippers to have sex with clients?”

Joseph Mirkovic: “I-... I wouldn’t know anything about that.”

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Throughout the climb of their financial power, the Belevski connection always remained true to its foul routes of prostitution rackets. Over two decades the FBI only ever managed to close three of these brothels due to the efforts of their members. The most famous of which was that ran by long time associate and well known pimp, Vasil Jovic.

01 June, 2010. L.A. Times.

Early this morning a police unit raided an unsuspecting storehouse at the city docks after receiving a disturbing call from an unspecified source reporting heavy sex trade in the area. Police were horrified at what they found. “The air was stale and riddled with the stench of grease and sweat. With an isle down the centre, they had set up makeshift rooms on either side using sheets slung over rope. Outside every one of these rooms was a number, and inside a bed. In twelve out of twenty, we found women tied to the bed with wire, and in one, a women had been beaten to death. We managed to arrest several individuals, who are facing prosecution.” Evidence gathered would indicate that the brothel was controlled by the ever growing eastern-European criminal activity in the city. We have learnt that this racket is likely to be one of many in a chain that has thoroughly seeded itself in multiple areas across Los Angeles. It is the continuation of twisted demand that leads to such establishments as this and the rapid growth of a foul trade.

From the corner of a dimly lit street the rustling of newspaper can be heard through the evening humidity. A sharp sigh echoes forth from a shaded figure perched beneath a damaged street light. “Vasil.” He mutters, “What have you cost me? You fool.” A weak voice calls out from the parked vehicle beside him, “Boss, we’re going to be late.” The figure hisses one last sigh as he casts the paper aside and clambers through the open door into the passenger seat. With the sun making its final decent, they creep forward into darkness.

Vasil Jovic had always been seen to many as a fierce enforcer of the criminal syndicate. He wouldn’t hesitate to beat women for minor mistakes or their refusal to co-operate which lead him to be loathed by many. As described by federal agents, “Vasil is the epitome of scum in this city”. However being a close affiliate of now retiring boss Kiril Belveski had always kept him relatively safe, something that always bothered advisor Milorad Knezevic. Despite his reputation, the final line was crossed with the closing of the brothel on the city docks and Milorad himself is rumoured to of made the call.

On the 28th of August, 2010, Vasil Jovic’ body had turned up flattened against an inner city flood control system with a gouge across the throat. After the police autopsy, shards of ice were discovered in the man’s lungs and heart. It became apparent that the body had been frozen after the attack, making the time of death impossible to recall.

An FBI press release stated;

“This is yet another result of the ever growing issue of Eastern European organised crime in the city of Los Angeles. We believe the victim was murdered by his own inner circle after connections with the Ocean Docks brothel bust. This is an ongoing investigation.”

For three decades the criminal organisation had affected the lives of law abiding citizen and illegal immigrant alike. One former prostitute subject to the latter, disowned by the connection for contracting HIV was discovered to be writing a book about her experiences. Jolana Bakic’s story was one of sorrow and depression, but had potential to be a best seller. She was brought in by former pimp Vasil’s and threatened to disclose information on the mobs activity. A mark was placed against her name and the act itself fell to one of Kliment’s most trusted associates and childhood friend Dragan Nikolajevic.

The sun had reached the height of its climb on another humid September’s afternoon and 54th avenue was dead. The sidewalks lay in wait for the three o clock bell that’d see the streets littered with children returning from school. Amongst the deserted neighbourhood a car drew to a steady halt. The doors popped open and two middle aged men in casual attire exit from within. Nothing is out of place bar the sounds of distant sirens that blend into the city’s ambient backdrop.

Alone in her front room, Jolana remained lost in thought as she hunched over her laptop. Completely consumed by her writing, the door bell came at a startle. Releasing an irritant sigh, she glided in her interruption to open the front door. Met by the force of two men shouldering their weight forward Jolana fell back to the ground beneath. To her shock, her eyes fell upon a familiar face. “What are we going to do with you, Miss Bakic?” Dragan muttered as he paced forward toward the terrified woman, “We put you up for twenty years, protect you, give you a living, and this is how you repay us?” the figures gloved hand points toward the laptop resting quietly in the next room. “Close the door.” Dragan ordered to his accomplice as he navigated a steady hand toward the tear bearing woman’s hair.

After failing to answer multiple calls, Jolana’s sister went around to her detached house in hope of rooting out the reason for her absence. To her dismay, the body of Miss Bakic was found strangled and decomposing in the kitchen. Upon searching the house, Jolana’s laptop was unanswered for and never recovered. The only remnants of any book seeking to expose life within the connection were a few blood soaked notes.

As for Kiril Belveski, thirty years on from his arrival and you’d pass him in the street thinking what a sweet old man, if it wasn’t for the stench of alcohol on his breath and his short fused temper. Either way, you would never question that he had such a horrific and despicable past. To the outside world he’s another upstanding citizen, the average American Joe. He was breaking into early eighties and on the 3rd of January 2011, Kiril lost his ongoing battle with a failing kidney and died at the Los Angeles Saints Hospital.

Through the agreement of Kiril’s closest advisors, the organization passed to Kliment and his inner-circle, a band of his closest and most trusted colleagues. It falls upon this group and their cunning whit to lead the Belevski Connection in a city reeking with potential, the same city that is still blind to what it had helped create. The quick dismissal of immigrant women washing up on the canal banks with their syringe scared arms, along with the continuing neglect of drug infested communities calling out for help, lead to the birth and growth of a merciless group of murderers, gun slingers and racket holders that keep the crime statistics high.

13 August, 2012.

A period of six months had surpassed since Kliment was viciously murdered outside his home in Los Angeles. A murder that was rumoured to have been orchestrated by his closest companions. It was a heavy blow towards the connection that once belonged to the highest authorities of Los Angeles. Thus resulting in a weakened continuation of the Balkan mob without the support of the prominent Belevski family.

Following the death of Kliment Belevski, the mob went into transition. Six months later, news of the Mob’s uprising went around the streets of L.A. in the form of Slobodan Belevski, Kliment’s well-known and only brother. Slobodan was an avid club manager who had wreaked the benefits from such means in San Francisco, where his monopoly of night-clubs produced financial gain.
With the financial backing of his club operations, Slobodan sought to move his business into Los Angeles with the assistance of members still loyal to former boss Kliment Belevski.

Out of Character

The Belevski Connection is a well structured Balkan mob with the majority of its members either being Macedonian or Serbian. We also welcome other characters of eastern-European descent both male and female. We have a normal to high standard of role play that requires potential members to work their way in through in character methods. We encourage realism and diversity in both our characteristics and role play to gain the best possible experience a faction can offer. We’re looking for both experienced and casual players to join our ranks, offering a realistic portrayal of mob activity in Los Angeles.

Members are expected to be dedicated and role play to the best of their ability at all times, avoiding OOC chat unless deemed necessary. You must uphold the server rules and faction rules, and work well in an organized, tight team. Enthusiasm is extremely important, those who want to progress in the faction must show a will to better the group through activity, sharing thoughts and creating role play. We expect a high level of maturity when role playing in our style of play. By getting associated with the Belevski Connection, you are accepting the faction’s right to CK you for in character reasons, and remove you for OOC rule breaking.

For any other questions, please contact me via PM.
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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by powski » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:33 pm

Our period from June 2010 to March 2012, page 1-274
Our uprising since August 2012 carry on after page 274


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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by Dwayne_Ice_Cold » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:34 pm

Best of luck.

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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by KK » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:35 pm

And off it goes!
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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by Harvey » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:35 pm

Well researched history. Can't wait to see what is achieved!
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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by McFrenzie » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:39 pm

Knew this was coming!

Good luck, mate,

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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by [Ant] » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:40 pm

Good luck, guys! I know that this one can go far.
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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by Fugacious » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:43 pm

The topic was a good read, best of luck.

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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by Lupercal » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:43 pm

Looks really great!

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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by Hirozaki Takara » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:50 pm

Looking forward.

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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by DeoxYs » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:50 pm

Good luck, looking forward to rp with you.
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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by Moroz » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:52 pm

Hey, powski. Didn't I tell you to hang yourself? If I did, I take my words back, the thread looks great. Looking forward of the action.
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Post by Hirozaki Takara » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:52 pm

DeoxYs wrote:Good luck, would be nice to see a different side of the russian RP in this server.
Keep it up.

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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by Elite » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:52 pm

Good luck with this :!:

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Re: The Belevski Connection

Post by Rivas » Wed Jun 02, 2010 8:53 pm

Best of luck!
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