Whats The Deal?: Led by Movado and Von Flocka, this family was once known for its Style and Large Convoy's around Los Santos. Everyone had their opinion on them, like's, dislike's, but that's what motivated them more and more. Magnolia Crew, whom was built and created in Los Santos by Movado Williams, left the city to explore more cities in other areas, but has now returned to restore the family name and to regroup with familiar faces. With the crew getting settled back in Bone County, they are determined to bring back that type of Style which was once here. This crew is believed to be like Movado calls it "Original like KFC" meaning from shops opening, to Concerts and Parties Jumpin' and Bumpin'. MagC does not discriminate what so ever, we bring in anyone who wants to be a part of a family and not just your average gang. Gettin Money, Gainin POWER, Car's, Clothes, and BUSINESS is what we are about. We duck FED's and put snitches 6 feet deep. Magnolia Crew is not on a mission to bring more power to the family and gain what was lost, the hood is still the hood, but the question is will the Crew be welcomed back? Many of new faces now live and walk around the "Use to Be" Magnolia Projects. We stay posted around Bone County, holdin' down our hood, tryna find the best buyers for our Magnolia Projects.
Our Story : "Long ago, a group known as the Magnolias roamed the filthy, gang-infested streets of Los Santos with a great sense of satisfaction toward the trouble they had caused it. It was common knowledge in the criminal underground that no one in their right-mind would disrespect one of these individuals, due to the reputation that they had earned for themselves as the most ruthless gangsters in town.
The organization was built off of illegal street races, and underground boxing matches. However, as any illegal organization progresses, they began amassing a collection of weapons, and distributed their arsenals amongst other well-known organizations. With the best of the opposition now at their side, it seemed the new found Magnolia Crew was unstoppable. In the earliest times under the leadership of Movado, it was known the only way to become a Magnolian was to box your way through a tournament, win a big race, or to be an immediate family member of a respected Magnolian. As more time progressed, it seemed that the Magnolians were becoming more powerful and influential than they had ever anticipated. With nearly every single great boxer from the town at their side, extorting rent money from the towns local factories became a breeze, seeing as how no other gang would question their presence.
Movado's life seemed all too good to be true, until one gloomy day he would never forget..
Rain poured down onto Movado's windshield as lightning struck in the distance. The squeaking windshield wipers slashed across the Huntley's windshield as it scattered beads of rain. If only Vado had known that his day would be as shitty as the weather outside, he probably would have stayed home..
...Movado pulled up to the curb in front of the Los Santos Bank, and without wasting any time quickly twisted his cluttered key-ring full of keys in the Huntley's ignition to the off position. Movado pushed the Huntley's door wide-open, and began turning to get out as a piercing shot rang through the air. Vado grabbed his chest in peril, letting out a deep yell. Truthfully, he sounded more angry than he was in pain, but you wouldn't have guessed it judging by the bloody gap in his chest. The force of the shot pushed Movado back in his seat, as blood splattered across the steering-wheel and the dash. Knowing he wasn't far from death, Vado slouched back into the driver seat and fiddled his key-ring from his pocket back out, desperately searching amongst the large ring to find the one that would fit the Huntley's ignition. As he eventually flipped through to find the right key, seeming like it was the last key he hadn't checked on the ring, another shot screamed through the air and into the windshield. Small glass shards scattered across Movado's face and chest as the bullet edged by his ear, and punctured the driver-seat headrest before it came to a stop. Vado shifted his body lower, trying to conceal as much of himself under the dash of the car. Barely able to see out the front window, Cram punched the gas with the little bit of strength he had left in him. The rear-tires broke loose, peeling out across the soaking wet road. It seemed as soon as Movado finally gained traction, he had lost it again as another shot rang through the sky. This shot was accompanied by an unfamiliar popping noise after it, as the Huntley's rear driver-side tire was pierced. "God- Damn-
****-
****! GO!", Movado shouted as the car slid across the slick street..
If it wasn't for Movados vast experience with rear-wheel drive cars and drifting, he probably wouldn't have made it as far as he did. More shots erupted from the sky, most missing, with a few nicking the Huntley's fenders. With the throttle wide open, Movado fishtailed the car down the long bank street until his out-of-control vehicle was fatefully lined up with a turn he couldn't make. Without letting off the throttle, Vado shanked the steering-wheel left, and slid the Huntley onto a street a ways down from the bank. After he had passed the apex of the turn, the Huntley spun-out 180 degrees around to an abrupt stop. Without his initial momentum from taking off, and being on a street that would seem the sniper wouldn't have had an angle on, Movado threw his door open once more and limped from the Huntley to the sidewalk, crashing down on his back as he reached in his pocket for his cell-phone to call for help....
It took Movado to be in critical condition at the All-Saints hospital for him to realize the streets were getting too heated for him to stick around. The snipers first shot had only missed his heart by an inch. While the doctors said it was a miracle he lived, the police questioned why he was the target of such a precise sniper attack in the first place. With the best lawyers at his side, skillfully dodging every question the cops threw at them, Movado was eventually released from the hospital without requirement of further legal action regarding the attack.
Movado arranged a meeting with his highest ranking members in an undisclosed location and decided that Movado would leave town for a few months via private jet. The gang wasn?t one that would crumble apart if one man was missing, they were far too organized. Rightly so, before he left, Vado appointed his second highest in command to take charge of the crew; Von Flocka. Of course, with Movado's absence being a hot-topic on the streets, other gangs wanted to contest against the Rollers presence while they were down.
There were nights when the Magnolia Crew had to fend off attacks from multiple gangs, ranging from the Mexican Vato's grunts, to highly trained Yakuza assassins. But like every gang before them, constant war had eventually depleted their forces, and Movado's absence had passed before anyone realized it..
9 months later...
Movado began stepping to the door of his private jet, with a sigh of relief thinking about his old life, and anxious to see his best men, waiting to greet him upon his landing. As he stepped off the plane expecting to see masses of soldiers, he looked upon a mere sixteen rollers in front of him. Realizing the loss that his gang had suffered, it was apparent to him on what he must do. If Movado wanted to live the life of fortune he was accustomed to before he left, he was going to have to start all over again from scratch."
Ranks :
Rank 1 - New Comer
Rank 2 - Soldier
Rank 3 - Officer
Rank 4 - Commander
Rank 5 - General
Rank 6 - Lieutenant
Rank 7 - Leader
Rank 8 - Boss
Members Right Now:
Movado Williams
Von Flocka
Desired Skins :
195
12
20
21
22
28
Desired Boss Rank 8 Skin :
Gang Cars
Only 1 - Painted White (For RP Drugs)
Veh Id 423
Only 1 - Painted White
Veh Id 551
Requesting 2 - Painted White
Veh Id 566
Why?: Von and I have been around for a while, there is still a lot of ex Magnolians around Bone County that would like to rebuild this family again, and hopefully new prospects will come. Were open to anything, so get at us if you wanna RP, host an event, throw a party, hangout or anything, holla!
Additional - Requesting people in our gang to have an Orange name, and i will give HQ, and Car position IG. Thanks!
Credits:
Chris Bell for Bringing the original MagC to life.
Cram Founter for brainstorming Ideas for the story.
Toretto McKaul for helping me Revive MagC.
Von Flocka for stickin' it out the the end and upbuilding the old Magnolia Projects.
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