Dec 19, 2022 23:18:13 GMT -6
ALEXANDER LANE HOPPER
21 year old Son of Anarchy, WELCOME TO WASHINGTON CALIFORNIA------------------------------------------------------------------
Name: Alexander Lane Hopper
Nickname: Alex, Hopper
Gender: male
Birthdate: July 19
Orientation: Straight
Occupation: mechanic/getting into trouble
Grade: Graduated
Age: 21
Motorcycle Club: Washington Charter------------------------------------------------------------------Love it?
+Sons of Anarchy
+My Family
+Harleys
+getting drunk
+riding
+My Shiny
Hate it?
-assholes
-being alone
-knock offs
-anchovies
-daylight
-working for a boss
Strengths and Weaknesses?
+My family
+the club
+My Shiny
-My Shiny
-the club
-My family
Fears?!
- Spiders
- Dying alone
- Not having the club life
Full Personality:I love life and let people know it. Someone says there's a party and I'm there. I definitely love to drink. The hangovers I usually sleep off. I live life by the brotherhood code as well. Sometimes my temper does get the best of me, but it doesn't last long, and I'm back to my usual carefree cheerful self.------------------------------------------------------------------
Celebrity Play-By: Taylor Kitsch
Eyes: green
Skin: white
Hair: long and brown
Scars/Marking: sons of anarchy tats
Build: muscular------------------------------------------------------------------
Mother: Taylor Grace Hopper
Father: Clyde Alexander Hopper
Siblings: Gracelynn Taylor Hopper Magdalene Denise Hopper Nevaeh Marie Hopper
Old Lady: Mareike Marie Larson My Shiny
Children: None
Other:
History:I was born in New York. Grew up there, and love the big city. My parents come from old money, but no where well known like the Astors and Vanderbilt's. Hell I really don't care anyway. Money is money. It spends. What matters is family. My blood family and the family through the club.
I grew up knowing the life. My dad is a son as well. He's more in the background now then into the life. According to him his wild days are over. I'm not for sure if it was before I was born or after that he was hurt. He's the explosive expert for the club. This was back when the 69'ers were an allied club. Well he and his best friend Clancy who was Cain Forrester's older brother. Dad was definitely a Men of Mayhem, and if the club needs him he's there for them. Well anyway the bomb went off too early killing Clancy Forrester. Dad was hurt too, but he survived. It started a war between the clubs though as Cain blamed dad.
Come to find out Thames Vanderbilt was behind all of it. He shot at the bomb making it go off as Clancy was finishing up on his part. Dad thought he had been hit by shrapnel, but he'd actually been shot and they shoved shrapnel into the wound. The bullet has been in here all these years. He had surgery and it was removed this summer. He already feels like a new man.
I grew up with Mason Moretti, Lucas and Reid MacKenzie, Levi and Tyler Williams and Logan Delancey. We prospected together. My sponsor was Rocko Moretti, Mason's older brother. They are the brothers I never had. They might as well be blood. I just found out from my father that Woody put in for a new charter out in Cali, and bloody hell both Mason and Logan are transferring with him. Hurts that neither of them could tell me. Wait till I get a hold of them.
On top of that my dad has the balls to tell me he and my mom and little sisters are moving to Florida. What the hell? Says it's time for them to go someplace warmer with his arthritis settling in. No way in hell am I going to alligator infested places.
The day they left I drank a bottle of whiskey and took off doing something stupid after telling Mason and Logan off on the phone. I went straight to the 69'ers clubhouse and got the shit beat out of me. I barely made it back to the bar and they held me down while doc checked out the wounds on my stomach. I ended up passing out. When I woke up the jet I had been put on was landing in California. I was out of it, but I made it all the way to Washington which was my new home. I passed out again, and when I woke up late that night my parents and sisters were there. That was the night dad found out the truth about what happened that night all those years.
Now they are living here. So are the Foresters, and Cain and dad are friends again. To top it off my little sister Maggie has been dating one of Cain's sons for the last three years. Spent a lot of time at our house too. He's actually the reason his dad let me go that day in New York.
My whole life dad has told me that mom shines to him. Well I finally found my Shiny. Her name is Mareike. She does shine to me. She's beautiful, and I call her Shiny! I got the shit kicked out of me by her friends for even talking to her that first day. I still fell in love with her though.------------------------------------------------------------------
RP Sample:Albus had made his way to potions. A class that he really didn’t want to be in, but his parents had made him take it. Knowing his luck he would just blow the classroom up. He’d already gone through half a dozen cauldrons over the years. Just as he thought he was getting it right he’d do something stupid. Well this year was going to be different he thought, and he’d show his family that he could do something right. This year had to be different. It couldn’t be as bad as the first four years. Yet he wasn’t going to get his hopes up at all. He was going to take one day at a time.
He stayed in the shadows as he made his way into the potion’s classroom. No one talked to him and he was glad of that. Usually if someone did talk to him it was to put him down or goad him about his famous father. He let out a sigh of relief sitting toward the back and more to the shadows. Maybe the professor wouldn’t notice him over here either. He sat there looking down at the desk bored waiting for the class to start. He groaned inwardly as the boys in front of him were starting to dart glances back at him. He knew they were going to start in and they did, but he just tried to ignore them.
He didn’t even look over when the door opened and someone came in. He didn’t care who it was. He was more than startled though when the boy came over to sit by him. He knew who it was. It was Scorpius Malfoy. HIs father’s arch rival from Hogwarts. He was the seeker on their house Quidditch team. In five years he’d never even said a word to him that he could remember. He gaped a bit as Scorpius held out his hand. He swallowed hard wondering if he should shake his hand or not. Of course Scorpius had never given him a hard time like their fellow Slytherins. He was bringing up his hand to shake when he heard the boys in front of them snicker.
“You're making friends with Potter the squib? Are you crazy?” One of the boys asked, smirking at Scorpius. The professor was walking in, but they ignored him. “He can’t even ride a broom. Only reason he’s still at Hogwarts is because he's Harry Potter’s son.” The other one let out a laugh. “Ohhh is Potter going to cry?” He made a face at Albus mocking him and he and his friend were laughing some more.
Albus looked down at the table, dropping his hand as he heard the boys. He shot a glare at the boys. He definitely wasn’t going to cry. He hadn’t cried since he was eleven no matter what the other kids handed out to him. He was just trying to ignore them, but the moment had passed to shake hands with Scorpius and tell him his name.------------------------------------------------------------------
Username: Hopper
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: 10 years plus
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