[smear:#19a8e6]I've got that lightnin' inside me Son of a God I'm like a titan that's risin' Oh, just you watch I'm steppin' into fate There is no time to waste I've got that lightnin' inside me This is how legends are made I'm crankin' up on the throttle Victory is mine Show you the harder the battle The harder I fight I've come too far to quit Step back I'm goin' in I'm crankin' up on the throttle This is how legends are made[/smear:#e019e6:0]
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Basics
Full Name | Camden Marie Cline Nicknames | Cam, Cammie Birthday | June 1st Gender | Female Sexuality | Straight Occupation • Student Grade | Senior Age | 18 Club Affiliation | Washington SOA Charter Relationship | Dating Kyle Ransym Forrester
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Appearance
Face Claim | Lucy Hale Eye Color | Hazel Hair Color | Black with pink streaks Skin Color | White Scars/Markings | Scar above my left eye from Kate pushing me into the wall when we were in grade school. Build | Petite and curvy
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Personality
Love It! •
+ Cute Boys + Escape rooms + Riding my Harley + Playing Basketball + Shooting my bow and arrow. + Hanging with my best friends Chase and Ethan.
Hate It! •
- Snoddy - Snoddy's daughter Kate. - Sweetbutts - Being sick - Getting grounded - Water you can't see the bottom.
Strengths and Weaknesses •
+ My family + My friends + The little family we have within the club. - My family - My friends - Cute Boys
Fears •
• Seeing someone I love being hurt. • Burning alive. • Being tied up.
Dreams •
• One day make the Olympic Archery team. • Of having my own family one day.
Full Personality: •
I'm definitely a tomboy. I like doing boy things. I'm carefree and care for my friends and family with all my heart. I can be quite protective of the ones I love. I'm blunt and don't beat around the bush. So sometimes I offend people without meaning too.
[smear:#8419e6]Positive Traits:[/smear:#e6194a:0] 1)Curious: Marked by the desire to investigate and learn. 2)Independent: Thinking and acting for oneself; resisting influence. 3)Courageous: Possessing the mental or moral resilience to face opposition, danger, or difficulties despite one's fear. 4)Friendly: Showing friendship; acting in a way that befits a friend. 5)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling. 6)Playful: Fond of playing and fun.
[smear:#19e6de]Negative Traits:[/smear:#a419e6:0] 1)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate. 2)Mischievousness: Maliciously or impishly troublesome. 3)Reckless: Marked by a lack of proper caution; being careless of consequences. 4)Impulsive: Acting on desires, whims, or inclination without forethought. 5)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure. 6)Verbose: Wordy; inclined to say more than is needed.
I was born in Manhattan, KS. The fourth girl of six girls. After two girls they were wanting a boy so had picked out names that can be used for a boy or girl's names. Hence Carson, Camden, Cassidy, and Cadence. Mom must of given up after that. She did have a couple of miscarriages though. Neither my mom or her sister my aunt Georgia had a boy. Just all girls. Their brothers though had boys. Six all together, but us girls outnumber then especially when you add in Uncle Grant's daughters.
Four of us cousins were in the cradle together. Chase (Uncle Gideon) Jasmine (Aunt Georgia) and Hettie (Uncle Grant) We are all close. All of us cousins for that matter, but Chase and I are best friends. We do a lot of fun stuff together along with our other best friend Ethan Bennett. We grew up with him with his dad being in the Son's of Anarchy motorcycle club with our dads. Our parents were always getting called to the grade school cause of our mischief. Chase got suspended one time for hitting Snoddy's daughter Kate after she pushed me hard into the wall, and I got good gash above my eye from hitting the corner of the brick. Had to have stitches and everything. It hurt for days. Chase got scolded in front of the principal, but his parents praised him at home. Just to not do it on school grounds next time. There's always been a rivalry between all of us cousins and Kate.
Which resulted in all of our dads a rivalry with Snoddy whose the club president now. How he got to be a president I'll never know. There was bad blood there before the incident in grade school from what I hear, but we were too young then to know what was going on. Though as we grew up we realized it stemmed from the day my Uncle Grant was killed. Murdered is what my uncles claim, but it was ruled an accident. I don't know all the details, but it happened on a run for the club. It was blamed on a rival gang, and our club took vengeance on them. My Uncle Gideon really earning his motorcycle name Fury during that raid on the other gang. As time went on it was rumored that Snoddy had been behind my uncle's death. Nothing could be proved though.
Chase and I's best friend Ethan disappeared a few months ago. Actually three of the families in our club did. Nobody knows what happened to them. Our dad's looked everywhere. There had to be foul play involved though as their houses had been trashed. Chase and I looked in all our places the three of us would go to have fun. Hide out or whatnot. It was useless though they were gone. Their bikes were all gone though so we didn't know if they'd left on their own or not. We tried calling Ethan endlessly to no avail. Finally his phone had been shut off. There was no paper trail on them. Cause our dad's had tried to track them that way.
We found out that Jax Teller okayed it for all the SOA charters to be able to have a junior club. Us girls were ecstatic about that being able to be part of the club somehow. Snoddy vetoed it for our club though. It wasn't fair. Chase and Ethan were both going to be getting to prospect and I well I wasn't going to get to do anything now. I hated it wanting to be part of a club too. You could say we grew up with a club life, but not part of the club. Unless you grew up to become a slut and become a sweetbutt like Snoddy's daughter who laughed about it or were born a boy you became a son. Otherwise family didn't get involved with the club here. None of my girl cousins were about to become a sweetbutt though. We weren't raised that way.
Chase I could just strangle him. Somehow Kate got her claws into him. He turned eighteen Saturday and he'd been going to the clubhouse more with Uncle Fury in the last month to be ready to prospect to the club. I hated it cause we could never find time to hang out. When he told me he was dating her it felt like he was stabbing me in the back as she had been my rival since preschool. I couldn't believe him. I yelled at him and hit him, and left royally pissed at him. A couple of weeks had went by and I ignored his calls and texts. That had really hurt. He'd been falling for Pandora whose father is Masher in the club. So I don't know what happened there.
Well the night of his birthday the others threw a party for him. Hettie and Jasmine as well as my sister's forced me to go. It was just all the kids from the club even the ones we didn't really like that hung out with Kate. Since Kate and Chase were supposedly together now. Well Kate hadn't shown up, but her father and two of his buddies from the club did. Kate had messed around with some other boy who had beaten her up and she blamed it on Chase. They went to town on Chase beating the shit out of him. The boys tried to stop him especially Chase's brothers, but they got hit and knocked back. I called my Uncle Fury right away and told him what was going on. It wasn't long and he, and my Uncles Dice and Grizzly came rolling in on their bikes like bats out of hell and there was one helluva fight. Masher showed up and was trying to break it up. Jasmine had called her father as well as Chase's baby brother Jamie whose going to be a freshman next year calling his father in a panic.
We spent most of the night in the hospital cause Chase had internal bleeding from the beat down and they had to rush him into surgery. When I finally got to see him the next morning I broke down and forgave him. Especially when he told me she was blackmailing him with something to go out with her in the first place. If I had only talked to him when he tried calling before I would have known. I felt bad then. We had gotten into little tiffs before growing up, but nothing like this one. I came home and slept a little, before finally getting up and I went hunting. Not with my bow and arrows like I thought about doing at first, but just got on my bike and went looking. I finally found Kate with a few of her friends at the convenient store. Yeah she had a black eye and didn't look any worse for wear. She was definitely having fun with her friends. I went right for her taking her down and beating the royal shit out of her. Her friends finally got me off of her and were going at me when the police showed up. Of course I was the one who got hauled in and my parents finally called. Since I was eighteen already I wasn't considered a juvenile anymore. They let me sit there though for what seemed like hours before they had called them. I figured I would get into trouble for getting arrested even though charges had been dropped with some deal my dad made with Snoddy. I finally let out my breath in the car when my mom started praising me and asking me if I was alright. My dad who was on his bike gave me a thumbs up, before heading out. He hugged me and gave me a beer when we got home and iced my knuckles for me. They were both proud of me.
I like boys too. Weird for a tomboy too huh? I'm still a virgin though I have kissed a few boys and gotten to second base, before Chase or my other cousin Grant was there or Ethan pulling us apart and beating the guy up. It sucked though cause I figured I was ready to lose my virginity. Last night I got a message from someone and we ended up talking on the phone. His name is Kyle Forrester, and he's pretty cute in my opinion. We talked for quite awhile. He doesn't know it, but I'm going to be meeting him in a few short hours in person! I can't wait! My dad's being transferred to Washington California along with my uncles and Stokes!
I didn't make a good impression when we first got here, but it has gotten better. I enjoy spending time with Kyle and having fun. I love going over to his place. They have a water park in the back yard! Sturgis was an eventful trip, but we made it back safe and sound. I've signed up to take some college classes at the outreach college that's going to be at the new High school. I'm actually looking forward to them. Don't know if Kyle's taking any or not. We haven't talked about any of that.
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Role Player
Username • Camden 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.
