Lets get our cut! Sons of Anarchy interest check

[Xunzar]

If you're short women, I could be talked into playing one...though I'd be a terrible choice for most of what you need. I tend towards strong types. It just kind of happened that way. Still, if you need a bloodthirsty psychopath, I have one in mind for you.

Now that I think about it, she might be more vicious than most of the males...and she'd love the gunrunning business...*smiles* Or I can write up a male if you'd rather, but it'd be fun to give Sandri a home.

[Primarch]

Got to be honest, a bloodthirsty psychopath that's more vicious then all the lads would probably be a bit too far into the wild side for this game. As a game inspired by SoA we're more "chaotic good" types.

[Secretwriter]

Chase looks good. I like the finished bio.

Prostitution is a pretty much 'normal' thing in Outlaw Biker Gangs, to be honest, at least from what I've always understood. I found the same thing when I looked this stuff up after I got back from the grocery store.  To me it's too… ordinary?  I like the idea of starting a porn company and hiring out the girls… but for big money. Not just chump change that the regular little single mother would bring, though having them tricking would still provide the cheddar.  But if the women turn porn star, they bring in twice the money they'd get for a fuck for just giving head. Just a suggestion, and it allows for bigger business, and more plot options while providing a front for gun running. Guns can be hidden inside crates that are supposedly filled completely with porn DVD's. The dvd boxes can be stacked around a case holding weaponry.

There's a biker gang here that I've always made sure to stay away from and most people don't drive down the street that their club is on at night unless they have to.  I don't know if they're a good set or a bad set and I've never truly cared to find out.

How did Ingrid come upon the club? Well, still working on that and I'm offering people plots for that.  Because of her age and wandering, and how long Chase has ran the joint, I doubt Ingrid would have known him, so that leaves him out.  I really keep coming back to Riley and Jake on that, but I need their collaboration on that and details. 

Ingrid was a sweet butt, and the how's and why's will need to be worked out with Frelance on how they got together, but I know that I would like to have her earn some respect on her own, which is how she went against the norm.

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[Xunzar]

Got to be honest, a bloodthirsty psychopath that's more vicious then all the lads would probably be a bit too far into the wild side for this game. As a game inspired by SoA we're more "chaotic good" types.

The character I had in mind isn't evil just tends to be harsh. She's easily adapted to a sort of CG, frankly. Generally more of an "ends justify the means" type. I described her as extreme as I did just because the character has a wide range *sweatdrop* I can always write up a male, though. But Sandri might be fun. Your call.

[Primarch]

The character I had in mind isn't evil just tends to be harsh. She's easily adapted to a sort of CG, frankly. Generally more of an "ends justify the means" type. I described her as extreme as I did just because the character has a wide range *sweatdrop* I can always write up a male, though. But Sandri might be fun. Your call.

You can play a female if you like, or a male I really don't mind. I just don't want people thinking this is a game involving a criminal element so it means characters can be gun totting sociopaths who kill/rape/burn everything in their path for a laugh on a Friday night. I've just seen so many 2d "psychopaths" and its only gone worst since Heath Ledger's Joker. Great character, often poorly imitated. So the initial extreme description raised a few flags for me, which I hope you can understand. Jaded by past experience perhaps.

But if you want to submit an application by all means, you'd be very welcome to join this band of Outlaw Bikers. I certainly don't deny any applications, I might request edits but that's about it. 

[Xunzar]

Name: Sandri. If pushed for a last name, she usually says "Arms"
Position In Club: TBD, but definitely a "problem solver" with looser morals.
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Hometown: New York City

Appearance: Sandri is about five and a half feet tall. She's heavy for her weight, but it's all muscle. She has a Celtic cross tattooed on her back, flanked by miniature angel wings. Her entire right arm is covered with the Sanskrit for the Prajñāpāramitā sutras in miniature, done on the tebon style. There is tiny black rose under her left eye and the tattoo on her back is surrounded by the text from the Book of the Dead.

Sandri's hair is long enough to reach her shoulderblades and is dyed purple; it's usually kept in a low ponytail. She wears, as a rule, what could be described as a tank top that is little more than a sports bra and low cut, black cargo pants. She also, usually, has a holster for at least one handgun on her hip and more than one knife concealed on her person. Her face reflects her half-Chinese ancestry, her eyes have a slight slant, her face is a little thinner than most of her peers'. Her eyes are the same blue as a wolf's or husky's.

Vehicle of Choice: Heavily customized, painstakingly-restored Harley-Davidson WLA
Skills: Guns, combat, riding, a certain degree of looseness in morality and mixing drinks.
Day job: TBD, not hooking or stripping, the last person to ask that didn't walk straight for a week.
Personality: Sandri has a certain degree of questionable morality; it isn't that she's evil, but she sees the ends as being the important concern. She's fiercely loyal to those she considers part of her, well, pack, and will fight at the drop of a hat to protect them. She also tends to prefer to solve problems with violence, but more because that's where her skills lie. The only time it would be hard to dissuade her from violent responses entirely is when she believes her crew is threatened, then she goes on the warpath.

History: Sandri was born into the streets of New York. She grew up in the alleyways, fighting to keep her own things. By the time she was fifteen, she was a member of a street gang. She spent the next six years climbing her way up the ranks, mostly working as a gun-hand or in a gang bar. During the seventh year, Sandri was pushed a little too far by the gang's leader and...snapped. A few weeks later, she decided that it was time to move on. She took the money she'd been saving, working as a hired gun, and rode out of the city with her guns and looking for a cause and friends.


Note: She's not inclined to sell herself, or even likely to attach herself to a man. She is, however, a loyal gun. She usually has either an M1911 and often carries a Desert Eagle (though she doesn't use it much). She let the club president lock up her "baby" as she calls the M249 SAW she loves so much. It's only allowed in emergencies. She does have skill as a sharpshooter if the need ever comes up.

How's this?

[eiselmann]

Eiselmann, while that picture certainly is larger, its also rather pixelated. I found you a more crisp version here, feel free to use it: boom, also the genius intellect thing is a bit much. Remove that and I'd be satisfied.



all done

[Primarch]

Xunzar, she's not going to make it into the gang, certainly not into the 'circle of trust' if she's so private on information that she doesn't even give her last name. The M249 SAW is a bit heavy duty. Her position in the club really should be nailed down and it wouldn't hurt to nail down a day job. History could make some reference to joining the biker gang, even if its just a small one.

Eiselmann, looks solid.

Some boards up - You'll notice I placed them in the bondage section, it was purely because I imagine it just might so happen that people (possibly us, possibly others) end up tied up and beaten/abused for various reasons. Likely more often then people will get raped or something extreme will happen. But if sometime of a different requirement comes up we can deal with it when it does.
OOC

Character thread - Any characters with a "To be determined" element will need to make them determined before posting in here (there's a couple of characters I don't have listed in the list yet just because I don't know where they are going) but those who are finished and are good to go and go ahead and post.

[Kendra]

totally interested in this and tossing up my girl here for consideration but have also another girl in mind if this one doesn't sit

Name: Kelly  Anne Maguire
Age: 25 years
Gender: Female
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 120lbs

Nationality / Ethinicity:  Irish American

Occupation: Manageress of Maguires Garage and Maguires Bar and Grill – though often times she can be found pulling a pint or working on a car engine.

Sexuality: Hetrosexual

Appearance:
Hair: reddish brown
Eyes: greenish blue
Skin tone: pale

Distinctive Feature: tattoo of a wasp on the inside of her right wrist;  knife slash scar 4 inches long from left ear to jawline.

Motivation: determined that the business that has been in her family for years does not fall by the wayside, that her fathers legacy continues and there is something there for her brother to return too when he leaves prison besides the MC

Personality: Strong and often deemed the silent type, known as the brains of the family though she was never afraid to get her hands dirty. A tomboy when younger, she is still very athletic though a far cry from the days when she climbed trees along the avenue to their street. Proud and loyal, fierce in spirit though has so far been able to hide the vulnerability that gnaws away at her since she was attacked. Has moments where she just wants to be alone, so she can simply break down – it’s tiring trying to keep a brave face on 24/7.

Likes: old cars, old bikes, Harley Davidsons, Power Kites, playing the guitar, Rock and some Metal bands. Adores the Red Hot Chilli Peppers and has a picture behind the bar of herself with Anthony Kiedis; the smell of pipe tobacco and Jameson Whiskey and The Godfather Movies.

Dislikes:  guys with flash cars, flash clothes and flash anything; girls who look down on her for working the bar and the garage. Hates extreme heat and extreme cold temperatures; spiders, rats and assholes but not always in that order. Pop music and Justin Timberlake.

Skills / Hobbies:  Has done courses in bar work, auto shop repair and accounting in order to  help run the family businesses. Can take apart a car engine and have it back together again running as good as new faster than any of the guys at their garage. Has been known to hustle at pool. Efficient with a handgun and pays regular visits to the shooting range.

Flaws: will never hear a bad word said against her family or the MCC; other than her brothers friends, she trusts no one and lets no one get close to her. Is extremely weary and sometimes quite jumpy though tries to hide it. Takes Cipramil as a result of panic attacks she suffers since the incident.

History:

Her father, Brendan Maguire took over the running of his fathers bar after returning from the Gulf War in 1991. Disillusioned, by a lot of what he saw on his return he and two other ex-marines organised the Desert Wolves MC. They were soon highly respected within the community and kept petty crime and drug related incidents down in their part of Florida. With the bar business going well and his wife running it, Brendan bought a derelict warehouse and renovated it to Maguires Garage. His son Michael spent almost every minute of the day hanging out at the garage while Kelly attended school and was found at either the bar or the garage.

After Michael joined the marines (8th Marine Regiment ) and was sent on tour to Afghanistan in 2001, things rapidly began to fall apart back home. The MC began to split as its three founders all wanted to take the gang in a different direction; one preferring organised crime, the other insisting they stick to the porn industry and racketeering while Brendan felt they should pull together as a proper community protection organisation; Stepping in as the strong arm of justice when the law could not be relied upon. When Geremy Bishop came looking for employment straight out of the penitentiary, it was usually Desert Wolves way to slowly blend ex-cons back into society but as he was a sex offender, Brendan simply sent him packing.

As a result, Geremy showed up at the garage one night while Brendan and Kelly, 20 at the time, were locking up. He shot Brendan twice, killing him instantly and raped Kelly at knife point. A few months later Michael returned from Afghanistan and tried to pick up the pieces of what was left. The Desert Wolves had done what they could to help out but since his fathers death, the MC had begun to split even more. They attempted to recruit him but he refused and began to make a proper go at the bar and the garage.

Kelly had begun taking various courses to keep herself busy, though since the rape she barely spoke to any one and began to suffer from panic attacks. It was great to have her brother home again but she feared for their safety when he came home one day delighted at having met up with some old friends of his from the marines. They were part it seemed of a MC, a much tighter unit than what the Desert Wolves had ended up being and they wanted him in. He missed the brotherhood that he had come to depend on in the marines and so didn't give joining the MC a second thought. For a time he was their enforcer and life again was running smooth. Kelly’s panic attacks stopped and she was smiling more and more like her old self again. Until Michael’s constant investigation into the whereabouts of Geremy Bishop finally bore fruit and he went after him. Caught and tried for second degree murder, Michael was sent away for life.

Kelly believes he will be out on parole after serving ten but even this is no glimmer of hope. Her panic attacks though not as regular or severe, still give her cause to use her medication. Thanks to all the work he had so far put into the MC, his sister and mother became classified as ‘Friends of the Club’. Often times allowing their premises at the garage and the bar to be used.

[Primarch]

She looks solid enough to me.

[Kendra]

wicked.
Should I wait for others to approve her as well?

[Primarch]

Ah your grand.

[lesleymoon]

She looks fine to me. However at this point, I think I'm going to have to change my gal's profession. I'll work on that.

[Secretwriter]

Why would you have to change her profession? She works at the main hang out where Ingrid and Kelly work other places.

[Xunzar]

No worries. I'll have someone sketched out soon, then.

[Primarch]

If all the women work in a bar were to work in the bar connected to the club, it might actually make it easier for the group as it gives a connection for people.

[GaGa88]

That would work for me, Spencer working in the bar connected to the club, that is.

[Xunzar]

Name: Leo “Book” Jackson
Position In Club: Member.
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Hometown: Local

Appearance: Leo is about six feet, two inches tall. His time in the Marine Corps has left him heavy with muscle. His hair is a dark, dirty blond, usually kept in a low ponytail now that he’s not in the Corps anymore. He almost always has sunglasses on, though they are small and round, making it easy for him to look over them. Leo wears a goatee and sometimes has a day or so of scruff if he hasn’t gotten around to shaving.

He wears jeans and T-shirts with a vest of some sort usually. He’s never been seen outside without his steel-toed combat boots. The jeans are always a little loose on him, to make it easier to fight.

Leo has a Corps tattoo on his right arm and a ring of thorns around his left wrist.

Vehicle of Choice: Heavily customized, painstakingly-restored Harley-Davidson WLA
Skills: Guns, combat, riding, educated, mechanics, finances.
Day job: Mechanic, heir.
Personality: Leo has mellowed out in the years that he’s been in the gang. He’s now pretty laid back most of the time. He can usually be found reading a book in his office or repairing something, or just tinkering with his own bike, which spends as much time being upgraded as being ridden. All of this isn’t to say that Leo is a happy-go-lucky, he has a few demons lurking in the back of his mind.

History: Leo was born into a normal, white-picket-fence family. He was a good student, but the family wasn’t rich enough to send their son to college. The Corps paid Leo’s way through college while he went through training. He served only a year in Iraq before he was honorably discharged. He'd already served in a half-dozen missions and the Corps decided to send him home.

They probably made the right choice. When he got home he had some serious trouble adjusting to a low-octaine life. He joined the gang to
get the rush he'd gotten used to. It was around that time that his parents passed away in their eighties. Their deaths pulled him out of a downward spiral into mindless violence. At the same time, they left him some money, along with insurance, which he invests. He does day trading to get some of the adrenalin-fix he used to get from being in fights, but he's always ready to put his skills to use to protect his new family.

Note: Leo never goes anywhere unarmed. He always has both his M1911 and a SiG 9mm, plus a couple knives.

This better?

[Secretwriter]

I'm reworking her bio, I've found her original one before Planet Bastille and Waxing Rhapsodic, where she's grown, so I want to add in more of her history.  But being a mother is being shoved in my face and I'm forced to get off the computer because his grandparents are being turds. Laters!

Edit: What did my mom do? Got on her computer to play on facebook! xD 

[Primarch]

This better?

Didn't fancy doing edits to your girl? Fair enough.

Leo seems fairly alright but for a couple of things. Chiefly, his family being wiped out by a home invasion is pretty cliche. Also, McCabe runs a bike shop too. It would put their businesses into direct competition with each other and competition isn't good for business. If you wanted to switch some things up it would be fine.

[Xunzar]

He's been edited. I don't know if you'll like him more, but he strikes me as being more interesting now.

[Secretwriter]

I need final approval to move Ingrid over, Primarch. I've gotten her edited.

[Primarch]

Yeah your both fine.

[Secretwriter]

Thanks, man, moved over. *goes to cause havoc in the ooc*

[PigPin]

  Name:  Samuel “Crash” Burns
Position In Club: Prospect
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Hometown: Bakersfield, Ca

Appearance:

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Skills: Hell of a mechanic, ex-marine, survivalist, marksmen,  boxing, hand to hand combat

Day job: Mechanic

Personality: Crash's easy going.  Since his time in the marines, he prefers to be reserved.  He takes orders to heart.  He lives in a moral grey area.   He takes his mind off things by working on bikes or cars or boxing.  He sees tasks through to the end.  He’ll bleed for a cause.

History: Crash was orphaned to the state after a car crash.  He tried to have a normal life in foster care.  His knack for automotive and mechanical things helped through his life.  It kept his mind of everything he didn’t have in his life, like a family of his own.  He wasn’t a rebellious; he just didn’t fit in with his foster families. 

When he was eighteen, Crash joined the marines.  While at boot camp, he managed to achieve high marks in marksmanship.  He found his calling in the marines.  The order, the structure, and the sense of being a part of it helped Crash have a purpose.  He trained and progress through the military world.  He managed to be a part of Force Recon.

Crash found a career in the military.  He was good at his job and did it with procession.  However his career was cut short due to an IED.  He was badly hurt.  It was hanging behind a booby-trapped door.  He was second at the door when the explosion occurred.  His partner took the brunt of the explosion.  Crash caught shrapnel that tore through his body armor cutting him like Swiss cheese.  He was stabilized and transported by to a medical unit for care. 

His recover was long and tedious.  The damage was too extensive of active duty.  Crash returned home to be a civilian.   Though he was a civilian, he would never have the same experience as active duty.

The one thing that Crash could still do without a rifle was fixing engines.  He took jobs at numerous garages but always ended up quitting due to being to bored with his employers.  *While out on the road on a trip to start a new chapter in his life, his bike began to have problems.  He came across Chase McCabe's place of business.  After talking with the guys at the shop, Crash inquired about a job.  Chase offered a probationary job at first.  After three months, Chase put him on the payroll.  After another three months, Crash was asked to prospect.  It has been seventeen months since he got in to town and made a name for himself.  He is currently in his last month of prospecting.*

*Edited for details.