In contrast to that.. I'll be working at a farm.. I seem so tame now. Playing my country blumpkin ass guitar on the fields.

I never got to play it because the copy that was given to me was broken beyond repair. But I've seen gameplay and I love the cell shaded graphics. Super old and still super fun.

Jason walks over to one of the boxes and opens it. He picks up a case of beer. "Heineken, now that's classy." Jason pops open the lid and walks over to the window. He crouches down and takes a swig. "See anything?" He looks up to Pam and hands her the bottle. "Want some?"

Don't forget about me James. I'll always love you. Haha

Segregation is gonna be a thing soon enough.

"Yes dear." Jason says jokingly. He pulls himself up the ladder and first runs over to Pam's apartment. He unlocks the door flings it open before diving back into his apartment. "What do I need first?" Jason runs and dumps everything except his pictures and picks out of his cigar box. He then goes and gets some clothes. A black and white baseball shirt with some torn up faded jeans. He grabs his Black and Gold Les Paul Gibson guitar and climbs down the ladder. "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Jason stuck his bare feet through the chainlink fence and climbed up. As he got to the top he hopped down and brushed off his hands. "I gotta get some shit from my apartment first. There an escape ladder at my window. I can climb up and get my shit and then we can leave immediately after." He lightly grabs Pam by the shoulders and looks at her. "Will you please help me?"

"If you think it'll help I'll hop the fence." Jason looks around starts nervously scratching his beard. "Alright, I don't know her all to well but she must care right? She saved my life so that's gotta be a bonus.. I owe her one." Jason leans against the cold brick wall. "Is he gonna let us stay there?"

Jason quickly put on the sweatpants and took of the gown. "I fell like I'm in 28 Days Later." Jason peaks around the corner to see if anybody is there. He looks back at Pam. "We can sprint to the apartment but I don't know if we'd be seen." Jason walks over to Pam. "What do you wanna do? I still have all my shit back in my apartment so I gotta dump it quickly."

Woo!

Jason tried covering himself since he was still in the hospital gown. "Have a nice look at my ass Fred! It's the last time you'll ever see it!" Jason's walking start to get some strength back. He looks at Pam and whispers, "Donna Simpson? Is that like a That 70's Show and Simpsons crossover?" He chuckled for a moment. "Anyways thanks for saving my ass. Literally, I think they would've gave me a prostate exams if you wouldn't have come."

1) Name: Cornholio 2) Job you're Interested in: Repairs 3) Why do you want that job?: I love to fix things. Getting dirty and working hard. 4) Any previous knowledge/experience in farming? An old Roleplay would let me work as a foreman on their farm. -For example, any farm games you've played, or even irl experience: I've worked on a farm once or twice but never as repairs. 5) Any relevant skills/strengths? I like working with tools. Haha

Handcuffed to his bed, Jason wakes up feeling sick as a dog. He'd never detoxed so hard in his life. He presses the button to call for a nurse. As the nurse walks in he gets by the bed and adjusts his I.V. "I want out." "Too bad." The nurse starts writing down on a clipboard. "So Jason, why are you hear today?" "Shouldn't you know?" The nurse looks angrily at Jason. "I Overdosed on Heroin. I was trying to kill myself, the toss down the stairs was just insult to injury." "Well we can't let you leave." Jason closes his eyes. "Am I being detained?" "Not at the moment." "Take the cuffs off. I'm checking myself out."

Somebody said it best in these forums "This is a game. Take money because you need it. Not want it." Youll only need money to fix up roads and buildings. The army isn't in this game and I don't think you'll have enough police for special task forces for drug runs and swat. Money would just start to be wasted.

Yeah, I'll work on Buildings, Equipment, Transportation Vehicles, Roads and just misc things. So if you need a worker I'm your man.

I wanna work here but in the sense I fix the place up. Sorta like a repair man. Just run around the farms in my Ford F-150 and just work around the farm

Make them realistic

"No houses will be duplicated." This means the houses that are in the game on one server are the only houses on that server. For example. 100 houses on a server. Jim buys one. Now there are only 99 houses left. Unlimited apartments I assume. Extremely limited houses.

Trailer Park Boys that shit

I don't think you'll be able to own two houses so...

IDGAF about squeakers. I'll buy RDR2 and fuck them up just like I did in RDR, GTA4 and Five. And when I get Bully MP I'll fuck them up on there.

The paramedics inject Jason with some Naloxone. Hoping that it'll counter the effects of his heroin levels. "Jason I'm gonna turn you on your side so if you vomit you don't choke." The paramedic turns Jason on his side and watches his pupils slowly go back to normal. "Can you talk to me Jason?" "I'm dying." "No, your detoxing. Is there anybody we can call? Family? Spouse?" Jason shakes his head screams in agony.

Maybe he's saying Idea in Russian. Those thick accents da?

Jason's wheezing breath gives the paramedics the indication he has a punctured lung. "We need to get an I.V in him. Make sure that he start breathing right. Ma'am, get in if you want but you don't have to." They lift Jason up into the ambulance and stick the needle into his vein. "Now, it says he overdosed on Heroin. Are you the one who called this ma'am?" @LemonMeringoo