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The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by WDMC » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:14 pm

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In nineteen ninety one The United states military
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sent ground troops to Kuwait in an effort to expel Iraqi soldiers from the country. A joint effort of international forces including British, American and other members of the UN Security Council were able to eventually sedate Iraq's forces and end the invasion. Although the war lasted only a short while, it had consequences. Soldiers after the war suffered psychological symptoms, post-traumatic stress disorder was common and some soldier's handled it in different ways.

Jacob West arrived home from the war, tormented by memories of what he had seen. Starved for work, he took a job far from home at the Easter Bay Chemicals. With a wife and son back home in Kansas City, Jacob worked long hours at the Chemical plant to make ends meet. During his time at the factory, Jacob met a man named, Zachary Hastulf who worked in the lab of the plant synthesizing the various chemicals. Zachary shared many of Jacob's interests including love of motorcycles, and problems dealing with the psychological repercussions of the Gulf War.

After five years of working at the plant, and barely seeing his family Jacob's wife could take it no more. She filed for divorce. Jacob's wife didn't even want Jason, having had to raise Jason since birth alone, she simply found it easier to leave her family and start a new life. Jason moved in with his father Jacob, spending his adolescence in the trailer park just outside of the plant.

Unfortunately, life never balanced out, Jason was having trouble getting along with other kids at school, and Jacob's work was becoming increasingly hectic. A recent corporate takeover had occurred, and the new management had been working the chemical plant employees ragged. Without increased work hours, most workers simply ended up being too tired to enjoy life. The extra money was marginal and not worth extreme stress, as a result some of the employees became desperate. Zachary decided to take matters into his own hands, late at night he started stealing chemical ingredients and selling them to the locals who then made meth. Ironically the meth didn't make it far. Jacob, still suffering the traumatic effects of the way, and hoping to find a way to cope with the long work hours began to use after a trucker gave him a sniff to get through a long day at work. However, both of these habits would prove unsustainable and cause problems that would ultimately break both men.

Not long after Zachary started stealing ingredients, Jacob caught him. Jacob had gone up to the lab to invite Zach for a couple of free beers at the trailer before he had to get home. Jacob entered the lab only to see Zach slipping Lye and muriatic acid into special bottles of water. Zach was Jacob's only friend, and after his experience in the Gulf War, Jacob was not about to "leave any man behind". Jacob never betrayed Zachary, and in return for his silence Zach taught Jacob to cook his own meth. At first, it actually made Jacob's life easier; Zach would steal ingredients for Jacob to cook on his own, . With the extra time at home needed to cook meth, Jacob (in a odd sort of way) actually had a chance to bond with his son. However, as one would expect, giving an addict the chance to supply himself with his own vices cannot end well. Eventually, the addiction that helped him bond with his son, led to neglect. Agitation, long hours at work and his growing addiction eventually corroded the bonds between Jacob and his son Jason.

There is only so much a boy can take, and Jason had experienced all he could take. His mother wouldn't talk to him, his father was a meth head and when he looked out of the window all he was were the Chemical plant's smoke stacks. The shittyness of his life eventually took its toll, and Jason made his move. Late one night, when his father had finally passed out from a combination of coming down from a meth high, and tons of whiskey, Jason snuck out. He made it actually ended up making to Los Santos, finding his way first to Santa Maria beach. The view was nice, he had to admit, but residence proved to be less than friendly. Jason learned to distrust strangers, while gazing out into the horizon, Jason became relaxed for the first time in years. Hell, he may have never been truly relaxed before in his life, but he closed his eyes and allowed to the sun beams and sea breeze to carry him away. When he woke up, he woke up in the worst way possible, surrounded. A group of local gang-bangers were surrounding Jason guns in hand. After having the barrel of a Glock forced into his mouth and being relieved of all of his clothes, the gang-bangers beat Jason to within an inch of his life. It was by pure luck that Jacob was able to sober up, and have the presence of mind to go look for his son. He found Jason beaten close to death and left in a gutter to die near the side of the road at Verona beach. This was the visual that restored Jacob's sanity, and he knew he had to find a better life for himself and is son.

Jacob eventually moved to Kansas City, taking his song Jason along with him. Jason was happy to be back where he considered home, but his happiness did not last long. His father may have moved from the lab, but he had not escaped his meth habit. Jacob became more and more involved in the local meth scene. His addiction eventually left him in debt, to some very serious people. The Galloping Goose Motorcycle club had been feeding Jacob’s addiction, however he had not been paying, and they were not fond of this. Eventually, the debt became to much, and Jacob scooped up Jason and was on the move again, the Goose how on his trail.

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Jacob went to Chicago with a
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Goose hit squad not far behind. Jason’s fifth birthday was coming up, and Jacob didn’t even realize it. Life had taken a hectic turn in Chicago; Jacob needed protection and to get it he had to go to the dominate motorcycle club in the area, The Pagans. At first, Jacob’s introduction into the Pagans had simply been to buy meth, but after The Pagan’s meth cook turned snitch, they needed a new one. The Pagan’s decided to set up their operation a little differently, rather than using brothers from inside their own ranks to cook, they would outsource it to friends. This prevented possible snitching, and The Pagan’s had ways of keeping their cooks obedient. Jacob, being an addict had already started building a debt to The Pagans. So, they offered him an alternative, cook for them or die. The choice was easy for Jacob; it provided protection from the other clubs and a free source of meth to feed his addiction, so, of course, he said “yes”. Over time, he got to know The Pagans, and formed a trusting relationship with them, even calling some of them his friends.

After a few years, Jacob’s past caught up with him, the Goose hit squad caught up with him. On a late night, during his way home from cooking a fresh batch of meth, the Goose took their shot. Jacob was shot several times in the arms and once in the chest. Jacob was rushed to the closest hospital where he was operated on successfully. His lived, but his injuries were very severe, and for many months Jacob slipped in and out of consciousness. During this time, Jason lived at the meth lab, watched over by another cook and one of his father’s closest friends from The Pagans. In some ways, this proved to be one of the happier times of Jacob’s childhoods, and the experience would shape Jacob’s future.

When Jacob recovered from his injuries, he decided it was time to do something with his life. Jacob called his old friend Zachary, and struck up a conversation. Jacob had formed an idea, with Zachary’s help; he got a security job at a drug store. Zachary worked in the back, as a pharmacist while Jacob walked the floor, acting like a customer whole watching for shoplifters. Ironically, with Jacob being the one supposed to catch thieves, Zachary had plenty of opportunity to steal the various ingredients they needed to cook meth.

The Pagans were pleased; praising this new meth Zachary was making with Jacob’s help for its purity. Over the next year and a half, Zachary and Jacob cooked for The Pagans and led a fairly nice life. Jason was happy, and in a nice house with lots of new friends, mostly the children of The Pagans. Life was good, and Jacob had plans to make it better. Jacob and Zachary realized they could steal more ingredients from their old job at the Easter Bay Chemical Company with Jacob working security. So, Jacob again packed up Jason and moved to the trailer park.

Jacob has a notorious habit and ruining things for himself, and back in Los Santos, things were not really any different. Not long after Jason had settled in, trouble began to brew. The owner of The Easter Bay Chemical Plant started to become suspicious about Zachary and Jacob, for good reason. Before, Zachary and Jacob were stealing small amounts of ingredients, or at least, not the amount they were stealing now. Eventually, the owner of the plant, Mr. Fujimoto confronted Zachary while he was stealing ingredients. Furious with Zachary, Mr. Fujimoto called for security to apprehend him until the police arrived. However, Mr. Fujimoto’s plan backfired. Jacob came, and together he and Zachary forced Mr. Fujimoto against a wall, and forced a box cutter to his throat. They threatened to slice open his neck if he ever breathed a word of this to anyone. During the interrogation, Mr. Fujimoto referred to Zachary and Jacob as “Evil white devils”, a name, that stuck.

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The White Devils Motorcycle club was formed on Halloween night, in 1997 by Zachary Hastulf and Jacob West outside of Chicago. Originally intended to be a simple puppet MC for the much larger Pagans MC, the Devils eventually established themselves as an independent MC worthy of the 1 percenter badge. After shedding their "Supporter Club" title, The Devils opened up another chapter in Las Vegas Nevada, securing a straight route from Mexico to Chicago for the distribution of methamphetamine that they and their friends in The Pagans cooked. As the years passed the reputation of the club grew. Soon they were infamous alongside of their allies in The Pagans. The White Devils became known as merciless killers when it came to their meth trade, doing anything they had to secure dominance. Eventually, this ruthlessness left very few other meth operations in Chicago or Las Vegas, and with the Pagans providing the numbers, and the Devils providing the brutality, the clubs ruled the meth trade for many years.

Notable members include:

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Jason West (as pictured to the right). Jason is the son of a founder, and a veteran member of the club in his own right. Recently, he took control of his own charter in Los Santos and has slowly but surely been building it up. With the help of his brothers, Jason plans on creating a stronghold in the country, and taking advantage of the secluded nature of the forests and surrounding hills. Recently having been arrested his attitude has not changed, except for becoming more secretive. Jason is known for several tattoos on his body, including a full mock up of his patched tattooed on his back, the word "Fiend" in old English letters on his neck, and several other club related symbols scattered throughout his body, with a particularly prominent symbol over his heart, the number "13". Jason personality is consistent with his nickname "Wild", and like most white-trash he is known for getting drunk and raising hell in one way or another. His father affectionately refereed to him as a "Mischief maker" and so gave him the road "Wild", which he proudly exemplifies today

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Gregory Hastulf,(as pictured to the right) another founding member’s son, followed his best friend Jason out to Los Santos to help set up the newest charter. Known for his immense loyalty to the club and the West family, Gregory is currently the Sargent at arms for the Los Santos charter, a position that fits his fiercely loyal personality perfectly. Gregory also is one of the majority owners of the Fallen Tree trailer park, standing along side Jason as chairmen of the "Home owner's association". Gregory is one of the people prospective residence must convince to allow them to live in Fallen Tree. Aside from his duty of protecting the club and Jason, Gregory is known for his wild hair and beard, generally coming off as insane because of his unkempt appearance. Despite the fact that Gregory could simply live a life of sem-luxery because of his relation to the founders, he decides to risk his life and freedoms to help the club, a position that garnered much respect from some of the veteran members of the club. On a side note, you could not find a better mechanic in the city, Gregory is so good at what he does that he is the only person Jason will let work on his Harley.

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Benjamin Toebeck,(as pictured to the right) is another veteran member of the club, hailing from another charter he was transferred to Los Santos to help build up the newest addition to the White Devils family. Known for a practicle and reasoned approached to crime, Benjamin is, in many ways, the brains of the operation. He currently serves as the Vice President of the new Los Santos charter. Known for being in the club for many years, Ben is one of the most experienced bikers in the White Devils roster. Ever since he can personally remember he has grown up around the Devils, and as soon as the club rules permitted, he became a prospect. Ever since then he has dedicated himself to the betterment of the club and himself, using his knowledge and skills to help expand the devils into bigger and better things. Benjamin is one of the few people in the Devils who can claim to have no criminal record, and as a result is usually Jason’s first choice when it comes to communicating with Law Enforcement entities. Benjamin is known for keeping a level head, and being able to calmly asses any situation.

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Joseph "Hunter" DeFaveri, (as pictured to the right) is the first fully patched member to have started in the San Andreas Chapter. Being the son of a Vietnam veteran, he has inherited a fierce love for country and brotherhood. Joseph's loyalties lie in the White Devil's patch, and those who wear it. Notorious for his calculated brutality, Joseph has been the mastermind behind the vicious ambush for many groups who had dared to cross him. Joseph is one of the few Devils that can be deemed "approachable", often the mediator in resolutions throughout the Devils and the Advocates. With a commonly docile temperament towards those around him, he also acts as the liaison between the newer members and the upper echelons of the Motorcycle Club. Joseph is commonly picked out by his distinctive black cowboy hat, tattered by many miles on the open road. Large burn scars mar his neck and chest, remnants of when he was scorched in the inferno of propane and propane accessories in the burning of Fallen Tree. His imposing height, at 6'2'', is often bolstered by his 260 pound figure. His lack of physical fitness is the subject of ridicule by other members of the club, until they are decieved into the position to be laid a beating. Despite his organized approach to crime, his past criminal record includes charges for nearly every offence that the Sherriff's Department could pin on the vicious biker.

Symbolism is common in The White Devils, as with most Motorcycle clubs. The club's logo, commonly referred to as the "Devil's Brand", was designed by the founders with a little inspiration from The Pagans. The skull represents club's members, White Devils. Rather than have a cartoon devil's head, the founders chose a skull, both for its menacing appearance, and its symbolism with death and violence. This interpretation most accurately described the members it represents. The upside down iron cross represents the clubs attitude towards societal conventions, and specifically religion. Another commonly seen symbol on patched member's vests is the number 13, either in a diamond or alone. 13 is representative of the letter "M", for Meth. Most dealers within the brotherhood will identify themselves to one another via the number 13 somewhere on their vest.
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(In order to find out what these mean you will have to become patched. Some are obvious but some have unique meanings to our club only)
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In the early months of the year 2000, The White Devil's had their first and only war in the club's history. After group of meth addicted hillbillies ripped off one of the stash houses, The Devil's began to kidnap residents of the trailer parks. Eventually, they learned who had ripped them off and prepared to assault the home of the thief. Unfortunately, the meth head had been tipped off and before The Devil's could attack. This lead to a covert guerrilla war between the families and friends of the thieves and The Devils that lasted almost two years; although only three hillbillies were killed, and one devil, the violence involved in those murders captured headlines. The war officially ended when Jason West "earned his bones". Jason had caught sight of the daughter of one of the thieves and followed her. As luck would have it, she led Jason to a Wal-Mart where he found the last thief shopping for supplies. Jason followed him into the bathroom, and in a brutal act of violence, strangled him to death in the Men's room stall.


Methamphetamine has been
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the primary income of The White Devils for years. The Club's history is rooted in everything from, cooking, cutting, distributing, protecting, selling and stealing the drug. Like most bikers, many use the drug, The White Devils however, have created a culture around meth, coming up with their own slang, and code to refer to the drug. Years of working with the drug have given the club a notorious reputation for secrecy. This secrecy shows, as members of The White Devils do not display patches signifying where they are from. In reality, the club has only a handful of members spread between three charters. Their secretive ways however, have lead to urban legends and myths surrounding their real size, and the existence of so called "Black Chapters" that go completely off the record. All this, is in an effort to protect their lucrative methamphetamine trade.

The White Devils are notorious for the mass production of methamphetamine in Chicago and Las Vegas. Relying on the Pagans the move the product, the White Devils are one of the few operations that could solely focus on the creation of meth. In the long run, compartmentalizing the creation and distribution of the drug increased general productivity between the two clubs. With the Pagans freed up from cooking, they could focus solely on protecting and selling the drug. This arrangement ended up creating a power block of sorts, ushering in a time of readily available meth from the deserts of Nevada. Another trademark of The White Devils is the use of so called "rolling meth labs", usually on the back of a truck or in a RV. Nevada, like Los Santos, has lots of wilderness, perfect for seclusion while making methamphetamine. After almost twenty years, the current leadership of The White Devils decided to open up their newest charter. Gregory and Jacob West assigned their own sons, lifelong Devils, to lead the newest addition to The White Devils brotherhood.


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Jason West and Gregory rode into Los Santos about
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as high as you can get on meth. Their long, stressful journey from Chicago, to Las Vegas, and then finally to Los Santos was nearing an end. The meth had kept them up for days, and they finally made it to the trailer park. Jason moved into his old home, the trailer outside of the plant where he grew up. Gregory moved right next door, and both applied for jobs at the plant, like their fathers. Thing had changed at the plant over the years, Mr. Fujimoto had sold the plant to another company and as it turned out, they were hiring! Unfortunately, not only had the ownership of the Easter Bay Chemical plant changed, so had the security. Jacob realized that even with a key card, there was no way anyone was stealing from the plant. CCTV camera's and dozens of other security guards kept watch for thieves, especially around the chemicals used in drugs. The White Devils would have to come up with a different way to get the ingredients they needed to start cooking meth.

An idea struck Jacob, they may not be able to take the ingredients at the plant, but if they found out when it was being shipped, they could take it from the trucks. While the plan seemed solid, the logistics of getting everything together was going to be a nightmare. Jacob and Gregory knew no one in the city, and although the other brothers would be in town soon, it is not likely they did either. Jacob had lost touch with any childhood friends he had during his time in Los Santos, and it looked like if The White Devils wanted to get their hands on some ingredients, they were going to buy it.

Luckily, Jason knew a little chemistry from his time growing up in the club. Most of the ingredients he had to buy, and work with to prepare for actual use in a cook. Red Phosphorus could be obtained from match heads, although they were a pain in the ass to cut off. Pseudoephedrine can be purchased over the counter in small quantities. Gathering ingredients the "legal" way was time consuming and agitating. It is Jason's only option though, and he had to make it work for the club. His plan was simple, acquire the ingredients in his time off of work, buying matched and drain cleaner in frequently and in small quantities. After Jason saved up some money from his legit job, Jason started buying trailers he would use to cook in. Jason made sure to spread the trailers out throughout all of the towns outside of Los Santos. Soon, the cooking could begin, all he needed now, where for the rest of the brothers to get to Los Santos.

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[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GG4pKmHQaRA[/video]

Fallen Tree trailer park originally came into existence
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in 1973. Plant workers who had travelled to Los Santos for work began to settle in their cars, or camping outside of the plant in the woods. Eventually, plant workers saved money for RV’s and the park was born. Domiciles were protected by law, and with the proper legal work, “Fallen Tree” became a permanent establishment.

During the summer of 1991, the few residence of the park with phones began reporting loud noises in the woods near the plant. Upon further investigation, the police discovered several bodies in the surrounding hillside, forever establishing lore around the hills. Most residence are extremely paranoid regarding the hell, keeping watch on it whenever they remember. The ones who have vehicles that can make it up the hills frequently check for strangers, and the teenagers of the park are known to dare each other to spend a night in the hills.

Residence frequently display near stereotypical attributes associated with “White trash” or “Rednecks”. Some, burn trash rather than throwing it out, and chicken coupes and stray dogs frequently roam the trailer park. While not all people who live at Fallen Tree are hicks, many certainly are. Unfortunately, one stereotype is very true; the vast majorities of Fallen Tree’s residence live below the poverty line. Because of the crushing poverty, and general difficulty of life, most residence maintain strong loyalty to one another. While in-fighting is not uncommon, the general consensus is that most residence get along well with each other.

Before the White Devils moved into the park, the area had gone through many years of stagnation. Most residence had moved out, and the park was close to being sold. Luckily, the Devils came to town, bringing with them other residence and generally revitalizing the area. The future of the park looks bright, for the first time in a long time.
A person spending time in Fallen Tree trailer park would notice several things. Most residence provide themselves part of the food they eat, either by growing vegetables or raising chickens. Chicken coupes are a common sight, as are dogs that protect them from predators. Additionally, many residence do not work, preferring instead to leach off of various government programs.

After a short while, the Devils devised a plan to take control of most of the trailer park. The Devils accomplished this through illegal methods, but the end result was legal ownership of the majority of the Fallen Tree trailer park. The plan was simple, get most of the residence hooked on meth, most of them already had their vices and this proved easy. Then, when their addiction made them desperate, or they owed the club tons of money, The Devils offered to buy their house for well under market, in exchange to forget about their debts. The ones who refused, or simply didn’t get addicted to meth, were intimidated into selling, and before long the trailer park belong to the Devils.

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[video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QydVZM_EHzw[/video]


Give them enough Pabst Blue Ribbon and eventually white-trash gets in trouble. Well, that was certainly the case with Jason and his friends at the park. Life sucks, and people get desperate. Most folks at the park were poor, and turned to the Devils for guidance and leadership. “Monkey see, monkey do” and Jason has a habit of armed robbery. Unfortunately he does not have a habit and successfully evading the police, and in no time. He wound up doing his first stretch of time in Los Santos prison as did those who followed his lead. The park was silent for a while but eventually it started to become active again, with the boys out of prison and the beer still cold, Fallen Tree was back to being one giant redneck party again.

The White Devils eventually took their time to reach out to the other one percenters in the area. Being southern by nature, Jason decided a good way to respect the other clubs would be to host them for a cookout. So, the Sons of Silence, were invited to the park first. Jason figured it would be a good idea to meet his neighbors and so he invited them over. Eventually he headed to the Mongols, hoping to make them the same offer.

Cookouts were the easy part however, the hard part when moving to a new city is finding criminal connections. Sometimes you get lucky, but Jason wasn’t looking for lucky, he was looking for reliable. Focused on finding someone, ANYONE, in the city who could get him the ingredients he needed to cook meth, Jason was constantly scanning the city and trying to make contacts. So far his search has been in vain, but, the mother charter gave him a mission, and there is nothing that would stop him.

Good things happened though, some more folks moved into the trailer park and after a while, the residence stood with the Devils as friends. Jason noticed a few promising members, and before long, he noticed that his group was starting to look like a real MC, with numbers and quality to boot! Things were looking up, the future looked bright and Jason couldn’t stop grinning (Although that might have been the booze).

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(Chapter music)
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[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipqqEFoJPL4[/video]


It had been a good time,
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the Devil’s had established themselves as an MC that would stick around. Best of all, more brothers were coming in every day. Jebediah West, Jason’s cousin, was an old member that had to give up his patch for a while as he recovered from a serious meth addiction. He had cleaned up, and joined the new charter as a fully patched member. Not only that, an old brother named Shawn Kingsley had finally gotten out of prison and came to join Jason in Los Santos. Additionally, some members from Los Santos had risen up and earned their patch, Joseph DeFaveri had gone from prospect, to fully patched along with Mark “Dirty” Grey. In total, they size of the club had almost tripled and this made Jason very very happy. Additional prospects had joined as well, and so had many other hangarounds. The Devil’s had numbers now, and things were starting to look very, very good. The future looked bright, and as Jason looked over at the trailer park from the Chemical plant, he noticed it was a little to bright, for the middle of the night.

On Friday January the 11th, Jason West walked out of his office at the Easter Bay Chemical plant only to see a blaze. Just down the road, he could see his home, all of his brother’s homes and indeed the entire Fallen Tree trailer park engulfed in flames. Every trailer was burning and even as the fire department tried to quell the inferno, all was lost. It is a horrible way to start a weekend. Jason and his brothers were lost, homeless and very angry as he watched everything they owned turn to ash. Eventually, the brothers calmed down and came up with a plan. They found a trailer for sale in a park just north of Blueberry. They scraped together the money to buy it and filled it with mattresses, all the Devils living together in one house. Eventually the transition was almost complete, the Devil’s had bought most of the trailers and it was starting to feel like home. Jason had called his father, and had gotten some fairly good advice, his father said “Adversity builds character son, and this is your chance to prove you inherited your father’s big biker balls. Suck it up and get through it boy, you ain’t the first ones to have your houses burn down.” Of course, he also said “Squirrels are to gamey, but they taste good with peanut butter.” So, not everything Jason’s father said was good, but it seemed he was right this time.

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[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMqNFAU0tOw[/video]

Finally Blueberry was starting to feel like home for
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The White Devils. As it turns out, Blueberry is a pretty cool city. The liquor store became a staple of The White Devils, frequently hanging out around the store to keep a steady supply of ethanol flowing through their livers. As things settled down business began booming. A newly formed alliance had boosted the Devil’s power and created a power block of bikers in the city. The meth was cooking, the meth was moving and eventually the city would be flooded with The Devil’s Diamond. The fire might have been a blessing is disguise, truth be told, the Devil’s had sort of out grown their old trailer park and Blueberry offered a chance to expand and support a larger group of people. As Jason and his brothers gazed out into his new park he couldn't help but smile. The new park was working out, business was good and after a call from his father Jason was feeling good. Normally, Jason hated change, but this time it was different. Something about the city, the new park and the new start gaze him a boost. The brothers have been energized by the recent adversities, overcoming them made everyone feel, invincible.

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The White Devils motorcycle club focuses mainly on three goals and has been working towards these goals for about a month without a faction thread.

Realistic biker rp: There is a lot to be said about this, but, in general the idea is portray a real person, with feelings, fears, desires and ambitions. While most one percenters are badasses, they still bleed. We expect our members to rp a fully integrated person, and not a robotic badass, with no remorse who doesn’t care about the consequences of his actions. To that end we are VERY selective as to who we allow to prospect for us, and there is a real chance you could spend months as a resident of the trailer park without being offered a patch. Be prepared for that. Also, be prepared for the recruitment to close, we plan on capping our members list around 15. We want small numbers because ICLY we are a small club, only three charters worldwide. We aren’t the Hell’s Angels, with thousands of members, and we plan on reflecting the small nature of our organization icly.

Realistic meth rp: Yes! I know! I know! Meth is a hard drug to sell, and no one really gets rich selling it ICLY. However, that isn’t really going to stop us. Our meth rp with be from start to finish, cooking the meth, storing the meth, protecting the meth, selling the meth and finally delivering the meth. Partially inspired by my love of “Breaking Bad”, the idea is to be as detailed as possible with anything regarding the drug. It will be a HUGE part of our rp, even if I lose money with every batch we cook. My advice to prospective members is to learn as much about the substance as you can, I love people who can teach me new things.

Realistic country/trailer park RP: We intend, for the most part, to be the wildest rednecks this server has ever seen. This DOES NOT mean shooting and dming and getting into chases all the damn time, we expect people to be creative, and getting drunk on PBR and going hog hunting is just as wild as getting into a cop chase if you can rp it well. The RP is partially inspired by my real life, I live in the southern United States and I know some wild ass country boys who also put a smile on my face with their shenanigans, I intend to put a smile on the communities face with ours. If we do this well, we can breathe new life into the countryside and effectively turn it into a hustling bustling center of RP, like the city itself.

The Rules are simple, follow all server rules at all time and follow our instructions at all times, both ICly and OOCly. We are reasonable people, so if you disagree with a decision I have made, feel free to talk to us about it, either icly or oocly. But first, just do it. Upon getting into this faction your ability to RP will not be questioned by us, after all, you aren’t getting in if you can’t rp. But, keep in mind, I have a very high standard and there IS a place where community members can report you directly to me, in the same style as people report others on the LSRP forums.
( http://www.wdmc.boards.net/index.cgi?board=6 ) However, my standards will be higher, and what you may be able to get away with in a report here, you might not be able to get away with on my forums. So, do your best to be purely IC at all times whether you win or a lose a scenario.

We are all genuinely excited about the faction and plan to take it as far as we possibly can. If you do not share this attitude, this is not the faction for you.


When you join this faction as a prospect, you give us permission to CK your character for any reason, or no reason at all.


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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by TheGoldenDuke » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:16 pm

Do I smell Riot involved in this? Either way, good luck.
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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by Riot » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:16 pm

Let's roll! We'v been up for approximately 1 and a half month and we're having a blast. It has been a while since I've had this much fun. Let's keep it up, shall we? For the people who might be interrested in joining, I really recommend reading the whole OOC section if you can't be arsed to read the whole story just yet.

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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by BloodsFoLife » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:17 pm

Ah, this is the shit right here. You look really dedicated man. I love this whole thread, REALLY bro. The graphics are boss, the story is boss. Take it far man. Take it far, I believe in you..

EDIT: Can you use a spoiler If your doing over five screenshots? Its really annoying to see those when I'm scrolling down.
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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by WDMC » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:17 pm

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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by Piaqet » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:20 pm

Hmm, I think the buffalo soldier is involved in this RIGHT ((JEREMIAH REDWOOD)) By the way, good luck with it Riot, I know you can take it far with the buffalo soldier, hope we will meet each other ig.

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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by Robert_Szymanski » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:21 pm

Already experienced the roleplay from the faction. Finally the thread is up and good luck, Riot & co.
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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by Mr.Troll » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:23 pm

Spoiler: show
http://api.ning.com/files/MjKXQtMWGD1h-AW-3ofqbhK6xfcnQuUqjATbNfKdH2q6Q8F0FJxnuS6n11MV8dsFYWK2RVNj8qv353dbzYeKFFznCtLGU*as/bowing_man.jpg


One of the best threads I have ever seen, it assures me you're capable and dedicated enough to lead it into success if you just made such a thread.
However, I wish you best of luck and I'll follow it closely.
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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by Smiley » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:46 pm

We had a few of your hangies at our place earlier today. I enjoyed the RP and I'd love to meet you IG one day! Good luck =)
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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by Ryanheart » Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:53 pm

Thread looks cool, hope we meet IG to create some epic roleplay :).


I believe in you Riot ;).

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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by Boy » Sat Sep 29, 2012 12:53 am

And, the post looks amazing by the way :)
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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by Boy » Sat Sep 29, 2012 12:53 am

Good luck, here are some screenies I have taken between last night & today.
[video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wUhvLmPpdE[/video]
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Re: The White Devils Motorcycle Club

Post by achilleus » Sat Sep 29, 2012 1:07 am

FUCK! Amazing thread right here, good luck. You'll need it with all of those MCs around.

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