Shaggz

Ever since I was young I knew that I was different. Now I’m not about to tell my life story. But there are few things that people could bare to know about me. At the age of 16, I discovered the music of the “Insane Clown Posse” . I respected how these guys rapped and did whatever they wanted. Their music really spoke to me on a surreal level, and I've been wearing the facepaint ever since. In part of enjoying a taste of music that others found “weird” or “shitty”, didn't earn me a lot of friends. My family even resented me for it, which I thought was absolutely ludacris! Over music? Really? Anyways, my family wasn't there for me and I was totally a loner. A couple years passed and I was on the verge of leaving the state. But on a rainy day in Sandy Shores, a man by the name of “Blue” approached me and asked me to join his “family”...his “MC” family. Rising through the ranks, I became a high ranking member of the “Sinners MC”, even being given my own charter to run in neighboring Grapeseed.. That’s where I met my boy Watch-em. He was a quiet kid, but he slowly came out of his shell, teaching him the ways of the outlaw. HA! I ain't no “Mr. Miyagi” and this story gets worse before it gets better. Needless to say, we had a rat in our ranks, a man by the name of “crazykid1231000” He was boosting to rival clubs, inadvertently revealing club sensitive information. He was a capable member, but this deed could not go unpunished. Blue, our President, wanted his head. And I was more than willing to carry out the act of vengeance for my brotherhood. But i was about to learn a hard lesson about who you call family. “Crazykid1231000” went down without a fight. I gutted him walking out a convenience store in Harmony. There were several witnesses. I was caught 4 days later. Pled guilty to first degree murder, due to one of the witnesses “disappearing”, I was only sentenced to 5 years in Brolingbroke Penitentiary. I was ok with it, seeing as my brothers would take care of me while I was inside. I was dead wrong. Blue and his crew abandoned me. He created another crew with a fellow ex-Sinner. He even stole and sold my f****** bike! Everybody left me to rot in there for a murder I did for my so-called brothers… Except for one. Watch-em took care of me, fed me information on the outside and even gave me money for commissary. He kept me alive in there. He even called in a few favors and had “Forum Gangster Families” get the corrupt guards off my ass. He told me of a new club he was starting and wanted my help thinking of a name. I suggested “Grim Lotus” because Lotus flowers will put you to sleep and the Grim reaper will cause you will STAY asleep. He loved and got the ball rolling… I was released 2 months ago, serving 3 years of my 5 year sentence.I was released for good behaviour. Watch-em greeted me at the gate. After we hugged it out, he showed me the fruit of his labors… A brand new Western Daemon. Just for me! We’ve been raising hell ever since. Later on, recognizing my tenacity and my natural leadership and social skills , he awarded me with the President patch and gave me the top spot in Grim Lotus MC. And that's about it. Thats where Ive been, what I've done and where I'll be when the almighty comes to take me away. With Watch-em at my left, we won't ever fold, even if it's just the two of us. Respect the Lotus, Fear its Members