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bersedia, account tersebut sudah tidak terpakai dan sudah mengganti dengan yang baru ( yang sekarang ini)

1.Sudah 2.Tidak 3.Saya membuat nya sendiri 4.Tidak dalam keadaan banned, hanya lupa gmail dan mengganti ke yang sekarang

1.Tidak, alasan : char ini sebelum nya sudah ada cs tapi karena berganti forum jadi nya ke hapus atau disable setelah saya tanya staff jawaban nya(Pasti hilang jika kamu ganti forum, nomer telphone dsbnya, solusinya silahkan buat CS ulang dapat menggunakan CS lama kamu ataupun kreasi baru akan lebih baik, sampaikan kepada staff CS jika kamu menggunakan Cs lama.) 2.6bulan-1tahun 3.buat baru 4.tidak 5.Ya, fizzzy sudah tidak aktif karena lupa gmail dan sudah berganti ke akun gmail yang sekarang 6.Warnet dan di rumah

Ferzyi Wendiggo Ferzyl Wendiggo was born on November 12, 2003, in a narrow alley in East Jefferson. His father, Herman, worked odd jobs as a parking attendant, and his mother, Yuli, sold rice porridge on the roadside. They lived together in a 3x4 meter tenement house. Ferzyl was the second child, after his older sister, Rara, and younger brother, Dito. From the age of 6, Ferzyl knew how to trick the meatball vendor into getting free soup. Or steal cigarettes from the stall to resell to his school friends. "This kid is so stubborn," Yuli often said to her neighbors, shaking her head, but her eyes remained filled with affection. Everything changed when Ferzyl was 15. Herman came home late at night, his face battered, a month's worth of money lost to gambling. I don't want to live like you said Ferzyl shouted before kicking the table, shattering glasses. The next day, he ran away from home with only a backpack containing two shirts and a pocket knife, a birthday present from Rara. He slept at the bus stop for three weeks, eating leftover rice packets handed out by punks at the station. That was it. One night, he was nearly beaten by a gang of thugs after being caught taking a cell phone charger from a coffee shop. I'll either survive or die, he whispered to himself, biting his lip until it bled. The following year, Ferzyl met Bayu, a former convict who taught him how to be an illegal parking attendant and also guard a drug racket. There was also Siska, a 19-year-old girl who often gave him a bed and instant noodles at her boarding house. But their relationship ended when Ferzyl became enraged after Siska was caught cheating on him. That was the reality. He was arrested twice by the police, and both times escaped because he was still underage. Finally, at 18 now Ferzyl life in Los Santos, Ferzyl tried his hand at being a drug courier and nearly died from a stabbing in the Pasar Rebo area. He cried alone in a public bathroom, his elbow still bleeding. Now 20, Ferzyl was still homeless but already had a reputation as the "crazy one" who shouldn't be messed with. In the mornings, he collected used bottles, in the afternoons he guarded motorbikes in front of cafes, and at night he drank cheap drinks by the river with other street kids. Sometimes he visited the grave of his father, who died of liver disease last year, bringing a bottle of his favorite boxed tea. He still had a scar on his left eyebrow from a knife he used to use in a fight last year, and he still yelled to himself when he was angry. But every time he looked at a photo of Rara and Dito on his old phone, his hands would shake. That was the reality. At 3 a.m., on the veranda of the shop where he slept, Ferzyl often woke up sweating. The same dream kept repeating itself: he was little again, running into the arms of his mother, whose face he could no longer remember. Questions Character Story Pertama: No Durasi bermain di JG:RP: 6 bulan - 1 tahun URL Namechange: Account UCP yang saya miliki: Ambazy Account Forum yang saya miliki: zain uddin Saya zain uddin selaku pemilik account UCP Ambazy bersedia jika Character saya yang disebut di atas (Ferzyi Wendiggo) dibanned permanent jika character story yang saya buat di atas berupa plagiat dari story milik orang lain.