Peter Schafer

Could I rp it and hand off the company with a new char? while being careful this time?

Does this mean, if I do as he says, yall can have the PK appealed?

Is there anything I could do for your forgiveness, I had dropped the case because the person turned out to be unreliable, is there anything at all I can do to fix it?

Name of Character: Peter Frasier SteamID: 76561199305985071 Your Discord ID#: tommyangello22 Date of PK: April 19th 2024 Reason for PK: Unknown Why should you be unPK'd? What server rule or PK rule was violated?: I was walking with this man who said he had something to tell me (I work for a newspaper company, he said it was a new case.) and we went into this alleyway to speak with someone. (here's my business license btw: https://drive.google.com/open?id=15WVkzxKasHOSKyy9CEwAqhXAu_ll4QHA) I did "/me" and patted him down for weapons, he had none. I went with him through the alleyway until we meet this guy who had a cigarette pulled out. He said, "hey," and then we were all gunned down. No warning, it was truly near instant. There was no warning, and there was nothing to point to a pk, what happened? If possible please provide video evidence or photo evidence if PK does not follow the guidelines: I don't sadly.

Oh father why are you so sad on this bright Easter morn' When Irish men are proud and glad of the land where they were born Son I see in memories view of far-off distant days When being just a lad like you I joined the IRA Where are the lads who stood with me when history was made Oh Ghrá Mo Chroí, I long to see the boys of the old brigade From hills and farms the call to arms was heard by one and all And from the glen came brave young men to answer Ireland's call It was long ago we faced the foe, the old brigade and me And by my side they fought and died that Ireland might be free Where are the lads who stood with me when history was made Oh Ghrá Mo Chroí, I long to see the boys of the old brigade And now my boy I've told you why on Easter morn' I sigh For I recall my comrades all of dark old days has gone by I think of men who fought in glen with rifle and grenade May heaven keep the men who sleep from the ranks of the old brigade Where are the lads who stood with me when history was made Oh Ghrá Mo Chroí, I long to see the boys of the old brigade