04-14-2018, 04:13 AM
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The driver we were following pulled into farms. But taju was waiting behind the wall at the opening to farms, he peaked out and gunned you down. I saw his gun go away I ran over and saw it was taju.
Taju then runs out of farms and gets in an aston I believe.
So he wasn't even the person we were following. I know this because once he drove away the guy we were following came towards us and it wasn't taju.
He just wanted to rdm and had 0 reasons to kill let alone even injure us.
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04-14-2018, 04:29 AM
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I do admit. I was not roleplaying at my fullest potential. I possesed the ability to desire a new and exciting roleplay; Yet instead I chose the negative irreconcilable way of roleplaying. Shall I have sift out a more placid and unreprehensible way of roleplay, this whole situation would never have occoured. I opt to confess to all of my unexpurgated actions, and instead of being in a state of uhtceare before I rest, I shall fell better knowing that I will strive to ameliorate my preference of roleplaying to a more suitable style that heeds the touchstone of the server. I transpire to never have my inadmissible actions ever discharge. I will strive to be despondent and achive greater levels of prestige for fearless RP and its breed. Trust me, as I am sorrowful. I shall be greif-stricken every time I see the horrid screenshots of my actions and exploitation of them. As an older immature version of my self once proclaimed: "Hark!I proceed to observe there is a minimal quantity of four beings on this server; therefore providing me leeway for my actions!". This was a horrid belief, as quality over quantity applies greatly to this situation. As there was a stock of four, I walked through every door, talked like a poor sore breed of a doth creature only a demon would see! I am deeply sorry, and may I embrace my punishment as a time to reflect.