IGN:
II_MrArminZ_II
Discord:
ii_mrarminz_ii
Country of Origin and Time Zone:
Serbia / GMT
Describe your activity on the server:
8/10
What inspires you to apply for the role of a black market dealer?:
I have always aspired to become a dealer ever since I became involved in GangRP. I believe that the dealer role is unique and essential for advanced roleplay, as dealers are crucial for supplying weapons and other tools that play a significant part in the gameplay. Initially, I looked up to dealers due to the respect they commanded and the way they carried themselves, which inspired me and motivated me to pursue this role and experience it for myself.
What distinguishes you from other candidates, and what unique contributions can you bring to the team?:
have accumulated a considerable amount of experience in GangRP, having started my journey on a roleplay server that provided a rich environment for learning and growth. Over the years, I have owned and managed multiple successful gangs, some of which reached notable milestones such as VG and UVG. These experiences allowed me to hone my leadership skills, gain a deep understanding of the dynamics of the gang world, and build a strong reputation within the community. Through my involvement in these gangs, I had the opportunity to connect with and become friends with several black market dealers. I was fortunate enough to learn from them, gaining valuable insights into how the black market operates and the strategies they use to navigate the complexities of supplying weapons and other illicit goods. Their professionalism, confidence, and ability to handle themselves in high-pressure situations deeply impressed me. The more I learned, the more intrigued I became by the dealer role. I began to see it as not just a vital part of the roleplay ecosystem, but as a unique and challenging role that combines strategy, negotiation, and adaptability. The respect that dealers commanded within the community, coupled with their ability to influence the flow of resources and power, inspired me to pursue this path. It became clear to me that becoming a dealer was not only an exciting opportunity but also a chance to further develop my skills and contribute meaningfully to the roleplay environment.
What prior experience do you have collaborating with a team?:
I bring prior experience to the table, having collaborated with various gangs, their members, and other individuals within the server. My involvement in GangRP and CombatRP has allowed me to work closely with others, where I gained hands-on experience and acquired valuable knowledge on how to navigate these aspects of the game. This exposure has deepened my understanding of the roleplay dynamics and sharpened my ability to adapt to different situations. Additionally, I have past experience from other servers, where I have owned and managed multiple highly successful gangs. These experiences have played a pivotal role in shaping my knowledge and approach to GangRP. Through these ventures, I learned key aspects of leadership, teamwork, and the importance of strategy in building and maintaining a successful gang. My time managing these gangs has equipped me with the expertise needed to thrive in the role.
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Are you familiar with all the rules about weapon profiles, combat, permissions, and player conduct on the server?:
Yes i am Familiar
Are you familiar with that if your character(s) is/are killed or permanently arrested three times, you will be removed from the black market? This goes for anything. I.e arrested twice, killed once vise versa.:
Yes i am
Are you familiar with that you cannot reveal any out-of-character plans or potential additions to the black market to others?:
Yes i am
IC Information:
Full Legal Name:
Nikolai Zakharov
Criminal Alias:
Hawk
Age:
27
Gender:
Male
Ethnicity and Race:
Eastern Slavic Russian
Former Associations/Occupations:
N/A
Highest Level of Education:
College Bachelor's degree
Describe your character’s appearance in detail:
The Russian male you’re facing stands at an imposing 6'4" feet tall, with a presence that commands respect and perhaps even a little fear. His brown hair, thick and slightly unruly, adds to his rugged, unpolished look. It contrasts sharply with his piercing blue eyes, which seem to cut through the air with an intensity that makes it hard to look away. Those eyes, cold and sharp, carry an unmistakable sense of authority, as if he’s seen things that most wouldn’t dare to imagine. His strong features—a chiseled jawline, high cheekbones, and a firm set to his lips—give him the appearance of someone who is not easily moved or swayed. His face, rarely showing any sign of softness, exudes an air of constant focus and calculation. When he speaks, his slight Russian accent only enhances the chilling quality of his words. It’s a voice that commands attention, low and steady, yet heavy with a subtle threat. You get the sense that he’s never really caught off guard, always a step ahead. While his height and physicality alone might make anyone feel small, it’s the unspoken tension that surrounds him that makes him truly unnerving. He doesn’t need to raise his voice to assert dominance; it’s already felt in every glance and movement. His presence alone is enough to make you second-guess your own actions. There’s no warmth here, just a palpable intensity that suggests he’s someone who doesn’t tolerate weakness or indecision. Being around him is a constant reminder that he is someone not to be underestimated, and his very demeanor tells you that he’s used to getting what he wants.
Describe your character’s personality in detail:
His personality would likely mirror the intensity and authority that radiates from his physical presence. At his core, this Russian man would be deeply calculated, strategic, and possibly even cold-hearted. He operates with precision, constantly assessing his surroundings, weighing his options, and making decisions with an almost ruthless efficiency. His confidence isn't brash; it's earned and self-assured, rooted in experience and a knowledge that he's often one step ahead of everyone else in the room. He likely values strength, both physical and mental, and has little patience for those who display weakness or indecision. The idea of vulnerability might seem foreign to him, as he’s built himself up to be someone who doesn’t rely on others, nor does he let others rely on him in return. Trust is probably a rare commodity for him he may only have a small, close-knit circle of people he respects, and even then, he might not reveal much of his true self.
Describe your character’s backstory to the greatest detail (300+ words):
Nikolai Zakharov was born in Moscow, Russia, into a family that, on the surface, appeared to have it all. His father, Viktor Zakharov, was a well-respected man in the business world, his reputation as a successful entrepreneur keeping their household in a constant state of luxury. But behind the closed doors of their grand apartment, the reality was different. Nikolais’s father was abusive and manipulative, controlling every aspect of their lives with an iron grip. His cruelty was never physical, but the emotional and psychological toll it took on Nikolai and his mother, Irina, was immeasurable. Nikolai grew up walking on eggshells, unsure if the next word spoken or step taken would trigger another outburst. His manipulative nature wore down Irina, who once had dreams of his own, but now just survived the storm that was her marriage. When Nikolai was 16, things reached a breaking point. Irina could no longer endure the toxic environment. She knew she had to protect Nikolai from the same fate. With a mixture of fear and determination, Irina made the decision to leave. She sold everything they had and took what little they could carry. Nikolai, torn between the love for his father and the need for freedom, stood by his mother’s side, silently agreeing that it was time for a change. They moved to the United States, settling in a modest apartment in a quiet neighborhood. The transition was anything but easy. Nikolai, who had always been a diligent student in Russia, found it difficult to adapt to the new culture and language. But his mother was a constant source of support, encouraging Nikolai to keep going. Irina found work as a housekeeper, doing everything she could to support them both. The pain of their past followed them to America, but Nikolai could not stand his mother working so hard so he took the only and easiest path to earn money he discoverd the crime world.
Describe an interaction that your character may have as a black market dealer:
The night air was freezing and thick, the scent of rust and trash around the place, deep in the city's industrial district. It was the perfect spot, silent, abandoned, and from watchers. Hawk leaned against a cold, rusting container as he waited in a dark spot where barely a glow of a distant lamp escaped through shadows and smoke. He checked his watch… 12:32 PM, Buyer was almost late, which only fed into Nikolai's impatience. A few moments later, a figure emerged from the alley between two blocks, making its way to Nikolai. There appeared to be a young man, maybe in his early twenties, with a hood pulled over his head to hide his face.
The kid seemed nervous, "A rookie" Nikolai thought as he scanned him with his eyes.
"You got the stuff?" The kid muttered with a shaky voice when his eyes darted around the area nervously.
Nikolai didn't move nor answer, only tilted his head ever so slightly. His sharp gaze drilled into the kid, it was clear there's no room for small talk.
Hawk reached inside of his pocket, pulling out a sheath of the blade with the teeth that could bite through steel. Its blade gleamed under the dim light. He turned the blade towards the buyer, allowing him to admire the blade.
"This isn't some… flea market switchblade, no…" Nikolai said almost laughing as he continued, "This is a stainless steel perfect for both slashing and throwing." Hawk yet again glazed the kid and added, "If you know how to use it…"
The kid reached for the blade as his hand gripped around the handle. "Let me see it" the kid barked.
Nikolai didn't let go of the blade and yet held it out for him. As he let the weak grip grasp around the handle..,
Amature - Nikolai thought. "Payment first."
The kid hesitated with a flicker of uncertainty. Maybe something else... As suddenly a jerky motion was felt, he took the blade and stumbled back from the motion. The kid laughed, "I'll be keeping this, and you're not getting NOTHING," the kid barked at Nikolai.
Silence hung between them… Then Hawk laughed… With a low, very amused sound… Was he amused?
"You sure 'bout it, brat?" He asked with a calm voice that sent chills through the kid's spine.
The brat took a step back, gripping the knife tightly and pointing it at Nikolai. Cocky…
"Yeah, I am sure." He smirked. "What, you gonna fight a guy with kni-"
Hawk moved. And he moved fast… Before the kid could react, his fist slammed into his wrist, forcing the blade out from his grip with a sickening, echoing crack…
The knife clattered on the ground. The kid barely had time to yelp before Nikolai grabbed him by the collar and threw him backward, slamming him into the metal container. THUD
"A knife is only as deadly as the hands that wield it…" Nikolai murmured.
This kid had no chance. Nikolai was way too strong. He pressed his forearm against the kid's throat, pushing him more into the metal container as he reached for the knife.
"And your hands are too pathethic" Nikolai said, with the same, sickening smirk as he had a long time ago. He twirled the blade in his fingers, thinking as kids attidue shifted to real fear…
"You made mistakes today, kid. Your first mistake was thinking that you could disrespect me and walk away." Nikolai said he didn't sound too amused now.
The kid was fighting to find a strength to move. To find a grasp of air into his lungs, but he couldn't...
"And your second?" Nikolai added, pressing the knife onto the brat's cheek. "Thinking I wouldn't take it personally."
The kid trembled with fear and panic - it was clear he messed up. "Please, man, I-I was just messing around-"
Nikolai punched the kid in the gut. As the kid wheezed from lack of air in his lungs, Nikolai let him slide down and crouched next to him. Seeing the pathethic kid, he said, "I feel generous… You've got two options…" Nikolai paused to assert his dominance. "You give me the money, and I will let you crawl home with your fingers still intact."
Nikolai paused as his expression darkened with a wicked grin.
"Or I take my payment…"
The kid pushed his hands into the hoodie as he took out a few crumpled bills; it was barely enough. He handed it to Nikolai with tears in his eyes.
Nikolay looked at the pathethic sum as he took it and grinned, "Good choice." He added, standing up and taking his leave, dropping the knife down on the concrete.
Nikolai's silhouette faded into the darkness.
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