REVENANTS MC - AN INTRODUCTION
The Revenants rose from the ashes—literally. When their former gang dissolved, Lola and Mikey Roads refused to let the streets of Los Santos swallow them. Instead, they built something new, something stronger.
With Callum and Christmas at their side from the very beginning, they carved out their own identity in the city’s underground. Unlike some other biker gangs that thrive on chaos, the Revenants focused on something different: community and survival. They weren’t just about the ride; they were about the people, the grind, and the bonds that kept them together. Their skills weren’t wasted on meaningless turf wars—they became suppliers, dealing in armor, materials and essential goods for those navigating Los Santos’ unpredictable underbelly.
Whether it was protection, a warm meal, or raw materials for groups and civillians, the Revenants became the quiet force keeping the city’s many factions moving. Their reputation grew fast. Not as the gang that instilled fear, but the one that kept promises. They knew that trust was the real currency in their world, and they built relationships that mattered. Deals were fair, deliveries were secure, and loyalty meant something and when the time came to defend their name, they did so with precision, speed, and an unwavering bond that no outsider could break. Through sweat, grit, and sheer determination, the Revenants weren’t just a biker gang anymore—they were a cornerstone of Los Santos’ underground economy. Their name carried weight, their ride was respected, and their network ran deep. Anyone looking for quality goods or an honest deal, knew where to find them—burning down the highway, their engines roaring like ghosts of the past, reminding the city that some legends never fade.
The Revenants rose from the ashes—literally. When their former gang dissolved, Lola and Mikey Roads refused to let the streets of Los Santos swallow them. Instead, they built something new, something stronger.
With Callum and Christmas at their side from the very beginning, they carved out their own identity in the city’s underground. Unlike some other biker gangs that thrive on chaos, the Revenants focused on something different: community and survival. They weren’t just about the ride; they were about the people, the grind, and the bonds that kept them together. Their skills weren’t wasted on meaningless turf wars—they became suppliers, dealing in armor, materials and essential goods for those navigating Los Santos’ unpredictable underbelly.
Whether it was protection, a warm meal, or raw materials for groups and civillians, the Revenants became the quiet force keeping the city’s many factions moving. Their reputation grew fast. Not as the gang that instilled fear, but the one that kept promises. They knew that trust was the real currency in their world, and they built relationships that mattered. Deals were fair, deliveries were secure, and loyalty meant something and when the time came to defend their name, they did so with precision, speed, and an unwavering bond that no outsider could break. Through sweat, grit, and sheer determination, the Revenants weren’t just a biker gang anymore—they were a cornerstone of Los Santos’ underground economy. Their name carried weight, their ride was respected, and their network ran deep. Anyone looking for quality goods or an honest deal, knew where to find them—burning down the highway, their engines roaring like ghosts of the past, reminding the city that some legends never fade.
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FIRST RIDE, FIRST VICTORY 
you made it on the picture board! Slay Queen! 
