Tier IV - W
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A sprawling, street-rooted Black gang with a volatile blend of militant pride, voodoo power, and economic desperation. BCN controls nearly all of western Grand Boulevard, and their reach is spreading fast beyond their home turf. Their corners burn with incense and gunpowder, and their soldiers move like they’re guided by something older than maps. To outsiders, they look like just another crew—until the shadows start whispering back.
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"Black venom, motherfuckers!"
Cobras, Black Snakes, Two Three Boy
Turf
Golden Dragon Policy Wheel (HQ) – A numbers house turned fortress. Warded with old charms and newer muscle. Operations run deep under the surface.
Western Grand Boulevard – Their spiritual and economic core. Trap houses, dope corners, brothels, and banners.
Scattered Trap Houses & Cat Houses – From 43rd down past 51st, most blocks have at least one BCN post.
Notable Assets
Full control of the Golden Dragon policy operation
Extensive narcotics network, mostly heroin and amphetamines
Several Veil-attuned ritualists who "read the streets" for movement and signs
A large pool of disillusioned youth—raw, angry, and easy to weaponize
Quirks
Many soldiers are branded or veiled with protective symbols—some carved with knives, others inked by candlelight
Regular public rituals to “cleanse the corners” after bloodshed
Leaders often speak in parables or pass judgment through dreams and signs
Voodoo is not just ceremony—it’s strategy, weapon, and shield
Situation
BCN is rapidly outgrowing its original roots. The war with the Maniacs has solidified their unity, and their alliance with the Five Fives has made them financially powerful and logistically dangerous. As they push west and south, many fear they’re evolving into something new: not just a street gang, but a movement. Most crews in the southwest hate them on sight—but BCN doesn’t care. They aren’t here to be liked. They’re here to reign.
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