My Incredible Journey in GTA Online

My first day in GTA Online

The very first day of me playing GTA Online was exactly on December 25th of 2013, right after dinner. It all started when I got out of the Los Santos International Airport.

There was someone waiting for me. It was Lamar, who I used to talk to on Life Invader for a while now. After a little conversation that we had outside the van, Lamar invited me to enter his car, so we could continue our conversation inside the van. During our ride to an unknown location for me, Lamar explained to me step by step what I would be doing in GTA Online.

He said that he preferred to test my driving skills, so he revealed he was taking me to compete in a little competition that he arranged just for the two of us. In reality, he just needed to see how good I was driving, how well I could brake, corner, and avoid wrecks with traffic and obstacles. After entering the contest, they gave me the option to choose between a few different vehicles, then change its color and select a victory gesture. And the competition begins!

Once the contest was over, Lamar receives a phone call from a good friend of his called Gerard, who he uses to hail him G. After he hung up the phone, he told me that The Vagos and The Ballas, two of the most dangerous groups in Los Santos, have “squashed” their cultural differences, and asked if I can do a slight favor to G by “shaking up” the free market economy a bit.

I promptly responded by waving my head, signifying that I accepted my initial “task” in GTA Online.

And off I went to the mission, the early of many to come. When I got to the destination, I soon started shooting the first person who appeared before me, followed by many others. Once everybody was laid on the ground, I grabbed the “material” and raced to the car to deliver it to Gerard. When I arrived at the address, Lamar spotted me and knocked at the door. The door opened, and Gerald came out to get what he wanted. He was wearing a white hat, brown sunglasses and a long necklace around his neck.

I gave the “work” and, in exchange, he handed over me $500 in cash, which would come to be my first salary. He was an anti-social type of guy, but deep inside, he knew he could count on me whenever he needed me.

Finally, I got a little time of the day to play snowballs with other players, thus making some new friends. Indeed some of them were surprisingly kind enough to give me some cash! It was a good blast of a day to start in what would come my new, exciting job.