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*THE INFORMATION YOUR ABOUT TO GATHER HERE IS OFF BOUNDS FOR IC. YOU CAN USE INFORMATION ICly ONLY IF ME OR THE LEADERS ALLOWS YOU TO DO SO* 𝕃𝕠𝕤 ℍ𝕚𝕛𝕠𝕤 𝔻𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕒 M***** finally had left the church he grew up in. Finally he was free from torment, only to head to the next one. He was only fifteen when he committed his first crime, a shoplift. During this action he accidentaly shot a nun he knew in panic and on the street and he earned the infamous nick of 𝕰𝖑 𝕬𝖇𝖆𝖉𝖉𝖔𝖓 after this. His past isn't almost known at all but it's rumored that his father was a mariachi. He's been to prison many times but as soon as he started to work for people at higher seats in Mexico, rookies started to go into jail instead of him for his crimes. After spending a few years with Cartel of Tijuana, Abaddon earned a few enemies and he stoped working for them in 2015 just before CoT joined to anti-alliance against Sinaloa. He earned big amounts of cash and lost sometimes but he spent most of it on the poor children and churches. Abaddon was affected a lot by the Catholic Church, time to time he was named as 𝕰𝖑 𝕬𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖊, in English 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕬𝖇𝖇𝖔𝖙. It is heard that when Abaddon decides to execute someone he would start saying the words of Isaiah 51:4-5. At an unclear time, his brother got shot by some rivals and he decided to flee from Mexico but first he sent a few people he knew to America before himself. After the people he sent settled in America safely, Abaddon took his phone and called a few numbers he knew; -"I considered your offer. I pledge my loyalty señor, I will be there by this week". He took the last drag from his cigarette in the dusky alleyway and gave last Peso coins in his pocket to the kid begging on corner. Then he mumbled a few words, only some of them could be recognized hardly; "Los Santos. Children of Mary." "...but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:31" OOC Info: This faction is a semi-organized street gang (Los Hijos De Maria), we do any criminal activity we see fit but our commonly done actions are as listed below: -Narcotic Activities -Arms Dealing -Shoplifts -Robberies -Thievery (Any sorts) Los Hijos De Maria is mainly located in Willowfield by permission of Cartel De Sinola, this sub-faction is under their protection and works with them. Organization is a semi-expansionist one in business and turf matter. The businesses this organization mainly aim at is narcotic activities but we do arms dealing as well, for money-laundry wise our faction focuses on car-dealing and entertainment businesses. We are friendly towards gangs in El Corona. Faction aims to protect the culture of Mexico in turf and provide jobs (Legal or Illegal wise), a sanctuary to the Mexicans and people who in dire need of help. Yet depending on how the members of gang poked, we can be agressive in unimaginable ways. Your warned. You can join only upon invitation IC, so your best to find us IG. Upon entry to this faction or having a releation to it, you accept risk of CK by leaders if they see fit for any reason
(UPON READING; YOU AGREE TO NOT USE ANY OF THIS INFORMATION IN-CHARACTER UNLESS APPROVED BY MYSELF OR OTHER LEADERS) "South side community is falling down, is this the beginning of end or a new signal to create new era?." Those were the words of Razor to Kevlar whilst they were enjoying a cigarette at the beach. El Corona was starting to crumble with everything being left to become unorganised and with no leader to hold them together. A group of young Mexicans were often seen playing basketball or sharing a joint around the El Corona vicinity. Due to most of the young Mexican generation being unemployed alongside drug addiction on the uprise both Kevlar and Razor realised It was the official end of the community. Kevlar puffed his cigarette once again before throwing the cigarette stub as far as he could towards the sea. Razor released a loud sigh turning to him as he muttered the words both of them didn’t want to say "This is over." He immediately got up, brushing himself down as he went back towards his vehicle, his shoulders dropped in disappointment. Still sitting in his chair, Kevlar looked out to the sea, lost in thought as he continued to try to get hold of Pino, yet his calls kept going to voicemail. After a few hours of trying, Kevlar got up shaking his head as he headed back home. Weeks and months passed before Kevlar finally decided to find his boss again. Booking a ticket to Sinaloa, he flew out the very next day to his homeland to find any clues that could lead him back to Pino. Kevlar spent weeks in Sinaloa, talking to his contacts and slowly reaching the leaders of the Cartel, who had an offer waiting for him. Travelling back to Los Santos, Kevlar organised a meeting with the old members of his group, alongside new faces that had appeared in the area. After a long discussion it was decided that Kevlar and Razor would try and reignite the El Corona community, with the leaders tasked of reviving their street crews and get back in touch with their old contacts. Razor’s people once again showed their loyalty and potential that they had always had. The organization is led under the command of a council alongside Razor, who's ultimate goal is to keep the culture he has always believed in, alive. On June 1st 2019, several leaders and old members got back in touch, promising their dedication and determination to help revive the organisation that they had previously turned their backs on. The brothership everyone had once shared wasn’t forgotten, nor were the past experiences including those who had once betrayed the group. It was at the meeting that Kevlar made a promise to himself that he would continue the legacy his mentor Pino had once started. This was only the very beginning of something much bigger to come. ((OOC))
Life will never be what it was. Broken alliances forged in blood, brotherly bonds destroyed. Out of the shadows, growing once again - hunting for what was once theirs. Death will always find its way. By joining this faction you automatically agree to a faction CK, meaning that you agree that if murdered by a leader/higher member of this faction you will be CK’d.