[smear:#dda0dd]We were both young when I first saw you I close my eyes and the flashback starts I'm standin' there On a balcony in summer air See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns See you make your way through the crowd And say, "Hello" Little did I know That you were Romeo, you were throwin' pebbles And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet" And I was cryin' on the staircase Beggin' you, "Please don't go, " and I said Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes" So I sneak out to the garden to see you We keep quiet, 'cause we're dead if they knew So close your eyes Escape this town for a little while, oh oh 'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet" But you were everything to me I was beggin' you, "Please don't go, " and I said Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes" Romeo, save me, they're tryna tell me how to feel This love is difficult, but it's real Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes" Oh, oh I got tired of waiting Wonderin' if you were ever comin' around My faith in you was fading When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone I keep waiting for you, but you never come Is this in my head? I don't know what to think He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring And said, "Marry me, Juliet You'll never have to be alone I love you and that's all I really know I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes" Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh 'Cause we were both young when I first saw you[/smear:#69359c:0]
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Basics
Full Name | Gracelynn Taylor Hopper Nicknames | Hopper to some friends, but in the club that's my brother. Sometimes Grace, Gracie to family Birthday | September 1st Gender | Female Sexuality | Straight Occupation • Student Grade | College sophomore (had enough pre requisites to go up a year) Age | 18 Club Affiliation | Washington Sons of Anarchy Relationship | Dating Daxton William Creed
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Appearance
Face Claim | Gracie Katherine McGraw Eye Color | Brown Hair Color | Brown Skin Color | White Scars/Markings | A few tattoos Build | A bit overweight, but not that much. Still bothers me.
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Personality
Love It! •
+ My family. + My SOA family. + Riding my purple Harley that my brother bet me I couldn't ride. + Being a part of the Washington Jr Club and being an officer. + Living the club life. + Girl time with my and sisters.
Hate It! •
- When someone hurts one of my siblings. - When my dad gets hurt. - Not being able to ride. - Getting grounded even thought it's not that often. - Bullies and guys who don't take no for an answer. - My parents fighting which is seldom cause they are definitely in love.
Strengths and Weaknesses •
+ my family + My friends + The club - My family - My friends - The club
Fears •
• Losing one of my family. • My brother's stupidity sometimes. • Losing the ability to ride my Harley.
Dreams •
• To totally open myself up to my boyfriend Daxton. • To marry Daxton one day and have kids with him.
Full Personality: •
I am smart, not very athletic and don't make friends all that easily. I tend to stick to the boys in the club and my sisters. Though to some of the son's families as well. I can be shy around people I don't know, but if I see something in someone I like then I will definitely reach out to them. I'm a little overweight, and have gotten bullied for it, but I do still have my self esteem thanks to my big brother and his friends who put them in their place.
[smear:#19e6d5]Positive Traits:[/smear:#dd19e6:0] 1)Friendly: Showing friendship; acting in a way that befits a friend. 2)Generous: Liberal in giving. 3)Enthusiastic: Frequently feeling or exhibiting much excitement. 4)Easygoing: Casual in manner and mindset. 5)Imaginative: Having an active imagination; forming clear mental images of things that have not been previously considered. 6)Spunky: An inclination toward liveliness and high energy.
[smear:#dd19e6]Negative Traits:[/smear:#19e6d5:0] 1)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate. 2)Verbose: Wordy; inclined to say more than is needed. 3)Mischievousness: Maliciously or impishly troublesome. 4)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure. 5)Gullible: Easily misled or duped. 6)Rebellious: Flouting the law or resisting authority
My parents waited a few years after having my brother Alex, before having me. Three years so he must have been a handful even then. I was the first girl though and I ruled the roost of us kids. When I was growing up even Alex did as I said. If they didn't I'd scream at the top of my lungs till they listened. After a few times of doing that they definitely listened so they didn't have to hold their hands over their ears. Like that helped though.
I grew up liking to learn. Unlike Alex who hated school. If you can't find me I'm usually curled up someone reading a book. I like historical romance now or sci fi romance. Some of those parts can get steamy let me tell you. Anyhow in grade school I liked historical and sci fi as well but not the romance part. I was in junior high before I started swiping those from my mom. I'd get them back to her bookshelf before she even noticed since I was a speed-reader. My favorite author now is Bella Langston. I've got both of her books she's written and can't wait for her third one!
I got straight A's in school except for PE since I was so clumsy. My dad had told me he didn't think I'd ever be able to ride a bike cause of my clumsiness. Well I proved him wrong there. I was riding a little motor bike around the backyard that I'd swipe from Alex and make him pout. One thing my dad did though was made sure we knew how to ride and safety wise too. When my dad caught me he was amazed and that was when he got me my own little motorbike so I'd quit stealing Alex's from him. I could ride circles around my brother in no time at all.
I got my purple Harley when I turned sixteen. Dad thought it would be too heavy for me, but I started lifting weights and gained the muscle. Alex bet me that I couldn't ride it either saying it was too heavy for me, but I proved him wrong there too. Even bulking up in muscle I was still a little overweight. Nothing took the pounds off. I have something called polycystic ovarian syndrome though that is little cysts growing on my ovaries. With working out I don't gain more weight, but I don't lose. Even the pills they gave me didn't work. I was definitely frustrated, but Alex gave me a pep talk about it, and stopped some of the bullies that were picking on me about it. He was a senior when I started high school along with Logan Delancey and Levi Williams. They looked out for me even though I did fight back against the bullies. One black eye and bloody nose though pissed Alex off. That boy never bothered me again. That was one of the days that Alex actually showed up for school.
After they graduated Reid was there another year and we became friends more than before without the other boys around. I hung around him and Tyler and Jessica Delancey that were in my class. Maggie had started that year too and we had fun together. That's when she started dating Scott Forrester as well. Nothing should be wrong with that except our fathers are bitter enemies that we don't even know why for sure.; So they've gone three years together hiding it from his dad and my parents. I've known since the beginning though. Everyone knows now too thanks to Nevaeh. Should know better than to talk about stuff like that with her around.
The guys in the club are awesome. They know why I'm overweight probably too thanks to Alex. I know he worries about me. The make me feel like I'm welcome and part of the family which I am. I know if the right boy comes along he'll like me just as I am. Alex says he'll kill him if he doesn't treat me right whoever it will be. The other guys are like my brothers too as I had grown up with them so I don't look at any of them in a romantic way. Though one of these days I really want to try some of the romantic scenes with someone or even have my first kiss. Oh and I do unfortunately have big breasts which a lot of guys seem to notice first then see the rest of me and look the other way then. I'm really not pretty either like my little sisters, but oh well we can't all be born beautiful.
A few months ago this girl started coming to the clubhouse. She looked lost and would just smile at the guys and if they asked her to go to a room with them sometimes she should say no, and leave soon after that. I noticed Mason would stare at her as well. He was one of the ones she would say yes to though along with Logan. One day I worked up the courage to talk to her. She was different and not a normal sweetbutt so I wanted to see who she was. All I found out was her name was Marissa. Once in awhile I notice a little bruise here or there on her, but she'd brush it off when I'd ask about it.
We became friends though after awhile. She didn't talk about her personal life, but we'd get to talking about other stuff. Only place I'd ever see her was the clubhouse though. I'd ask her if she'd want to meet up somewhere for coffee or a pop, and her eyes would grow wide and she'd say no. I didn't push though. Now come to find out she's related to the Astors of New York. Her grandmother had been one of the brood of seven of them. She was the mayors daughter and hidden from the world. I don't know the whole story yet, but she says we'll have to talk sometime. My mom's cousin is married to an Astor so I've grown up knowing the Astors, but not that the mayor was related to them or that he even had a daughter till lately.
Well we were on our way to Florida. None of us girls wanted to go! We left Alex behind in New York who did something stupid as usual. So we are on our way to Washington, California though now where he is. He was hurt, running a fever and hallucinating from the infection in his wounds. He saved the day for us though. We ended up where we wanted to be. Back with the club instead of on our own in Florida. Everything has changed with being here. I have a boyfriend now. His name is Daxton Creed. Though it started out with some misunderstandings we're good now. He does seem to like me the way I am. I'm the secretary of the junior club here in Washington, and helped with setting up other charter's JR clubs!
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Role Player
Username • Gracelynn Age • 52 Cbox/Discord • Angie How Long Have You RP'd? • Over eighteen years Comments • No How Did You Find Us? • Made the site with Cindie Any Other Characters • See Who Plays Who
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RPG Sample
Rayne sat away from the others somewhat. As it seemed like everyone was paired off but for him. Or they were with their friends. They’d been back from Sturgis for only a few days, and his dad, Rowdy, and Cain were throwing a bash at their place to try and take off some of the stress from what the trip had been. The Oklahoma boys and his dad, and Cain were taking turns getting up on the stage and singing. Oh and even Clyde had gotten up and sang. Their kids called out songs for them to sing, and they’d pick one from one of them. Of course his dad hadn’t asked him. It was mainly his baby brothers and once in a while Rafe or Ryder would yell out one.
Sturgis hadn’t really been any fun and he and his brothers had never gotten that tattoo that he designed. With all hell breaking loose everyone was on high alert the next week so his father and brothers had forgotten about it. He’d slept off and on that next week after what had happened to him. At least the stitches had gotten taken out finally so he didn’t have that discomfort. Though it still aches some, and Stephanie had said it probably would for some time as hard as he had been hit. It itched and bothered him, but he refrained from messing with it not wanting to get it infected as it was healing. The bruises were still there, but not as bad as they had been.
His dad’s attention today was either on Rosanna or his baby brothers most of the time. Feeling tired and left out he got up to head inside to his room. Rafe and Ryder’s attention was on their new found girlfriends. His gaze fell on Athena then who was talking to some of the other kids in the Jr Club, and there were a couple of guys that she was laughing and having fun with. He felt a pang in his heart, and weaved in and out of people to head inside. A stray tear ran down his cheek as he got inside, and he quickly brushed it away. He hissed in his breath at the pain when he had forgotten a moment about his wound. With a deep breath he headed up the stairs when he came up on them.
It wasn’t that much of a walk down the hallway to his room. The pounding of the music and the roar of the crowd outside was inside the house too, and it was giving him a headache. So all he wanted to do was lay down and take a nap. Opening his door a sound caught his attention. Looking up he gasped as there were a couple of guys in the room with their girls having fun on his bed as well as Simon’s bed. He gaped in shock for a few moments, before turning bright red not knowing what to do. He jumped when one of them yelled at him to get out. Quickly he ducked out his head pounding even more and realized then that he wasn’t alone upstairs as he saw others in the hallways too.
Looking up and down the hallways he noticed people going in and out of the theater rooms too. Walking down to his dad’s room he thought he might find some relief in there, but his dad must have locked his door. He tried Rowdy’s and Cain’s finding both of them locked. There was nowhere to go he realized, and he headed back down stairs trying not to cry. That wouldn’t look good in front of the sons around. There was a lot that he had no idea who they were. Including the ones that had been in his room having fun. Feeling lost and really left out he turned at the stairs and a drunk son knocked into him knocking him down. He saw stars when his head hit the corner of a baseboard. Laughter was heard, and then they ignored him. Sitting up he held his hand to his head, and when he pulled away there was blood on his head.
He cringed as his head was killing him even more now. Pulling himself up he hears something crash and shatter somewhere. His vision was a little blurry now, and he felt the blood trickling down his forehead. There had to be somewhere that he could go, and he thought of the garage. Making his way down that way he put the code into the door knowing it had been locked up for the party. His dad was taking any chances with his panhead with someone messing with it. Once the door shut behind him the sound was suddenly gone as the garage seemed to be soundproof. His ears were ringing though from the never ending sound from before.
With an unsteady breath he made his way over to his bike not even fighting the tears now. Sitting on it he laid his head down against the cool gas tank and the sobs came unable to stop them. He wasn’t feeling good at all, and when he lifted his head a while later there was a lot of blood on his bike. Had to be from where he had hit his head. A ride might help him feel better was his thoughts, and he got off pushing his bike out a side door, and around some bikes getting on his bike after making sure the garage was locked back up. If it wasn’t his dad, Rowdy, and Cain not to mention the others with bikes in there would kill him.
Starting his bike he rode down the driveway with the guards not even looking twice at him as there were sons and jr club members coming right and left. Tears were still streaming down his cheeks and there was still blood trickling down so his vision was still a bit blurred. Right now he didn’t care, he just had to get away, and hopefully clear his head. His dad and brothers as well as the others would probably never even notice he was gone. They were having too much fun. A while later he realized that the ride wasn’t helping, and he stopped not even knowing where he was. He hadn’t been this way yet. Only the other direction into town. The throbbing in his head was even worse, and all he wanted was his dad right now.
Turning his bike around he tried to wipe the tears away and the blood, but it wasn’t helping much. With a deep breath he headed back. With his vision obscured, he didn’t see the cloud of dust coming down a dirt road not far away. When he turned on the next road thinking he was going in the right direction the car came out of nowhere. Unable to stop he ran right into it, and he was suddenly flying through the air. The impact of hitting the road knocked him out.
