[smear:#192ee6]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 Like iron From the fire Gettin' stronger This is how legends are made Above it all Untouchable A new animal[/smear:#2be546:0]
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Basics
Full Name | Bode Creed Hart Nicknames | Bo Birthday | August 25th Gender | Male Sexuality | Straight Occupation • Student Grade | Junior Age | 17 Club Affiliation | Stockton SOA Charter Relationship | Single
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Appearance
Face Claim | Michael Johnston Eye Color | Green Hair Color | Black Skin Color | White and tanned Scars/Markings | None Build | Slender and developing muscle
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Personality
Love It! •
+ When our family rides together and feeling the Rolling Thunder! + My siblings + The Drakos family who are more than family to us. + My blue Harley I got for my sixteenth birthday. + Hanging out at the Drakos house. + Girls for sure.
Hate It! •
- Not able to remember anything about my parents except the bad things. - Nightmares that I still have since the wreck. - Guys that try to hit on my sisters. - Having to wait on the bathroom in the mornings. - Being the youngest boy sucks! - Bullies at school.
Strengths and Weaknesses •
+ My siblings + My friends + The Club - My family - My friends - the club
Fears •
• Getting taken away by the state. • Losing one of my siblings. • That I may like guys.
Dreams •
• Being a son like my older brothers. • Getting my first kiss from a girl.
Full Personality: •
I'm the quiet and shy one. Not as outgoing as my siblings. I do speak up for myself thanks to Brady making me do so. When I'm at school I tend to stay in the shadows most of the time not wanting to draw attention to myself. I do go out for sports, and I'm not bad. No where as good as my best friend Apollo Drakos though. My older brothers were the sports stars in the family. I found out in junior high that my favorite sport was Baseball. I was the starting pitcher. So at least I'm good at one thing. If something is bothering me I tend to withdraw into myself. Stewing over things till I explode.
[smear:#192ee6]Positive Traits:[/smear:#2be546:0] 1)Nature-Focused: Preferring natural resources over artificial ones; being strongly attuned to nature. 2)Courageous: Possessing the mental or moral resilience to face opposition, danger, or difficulties despite one's fear. 3)Empathetic: Able to recognize and identify with the emotions of others. 4)Discreet: Intentionally unobtrusive; conducting oneself with care, sound judgment, and a respect for privacy. 5)Just: Having a strong sense of fairness. 6)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling.
[smear:#808080]Negative Traits:[/smear:#192ee6:0] 1)Pessimistic: Inclined to focus on the negative and expect the worst possible outcome. 2)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure. 3)Withdrawn: Detached from others, having retreated inside oneself. 4)Nervous: Having an uneasiness of the mind or a brooding fear. 5)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate. 6)Defensive: Marked by the need to defy aggression or attack.
I came into this cold and cruel world on August 25th. What day of the week it was I have no idea, and pretty sure my mother would never have remembered if I were to ask. My name is Bode Creed Hart. I usually don't talk that much unless my siblings can get me going or my best friend Apollo Drakos. I can be shy and keep quiet especially if I don't have anything to say. Which was a problem when I started school which only made it worse.
My first day of preschool I was crying when the teacher was getting after me for not answering her, and she was practically yelling at me. I was taken to the office, and my mom was called, but of course she didn't answer. When they couldn't get a hold of her they had Brady brought over from the junior high and he got me quieted down. He explained to them that I was quiet and not too sure of strangers either. That I was shy. Brady got to go to class with me then to try that otherwise they said I would have to wait to start preschool the next day. Things were explained to the teacher who wasn't happy. The other preschool teacher said she'd take me as she had come out in the hallway listening. She was a lot nicer than the other teacher who was older. By the end of the day I was actually sort of talking to the teacher as well as a couple of other kids with encouragement from Brady. He'd whisper to me to go ahead and answer the teacher, and I would get it out in a whisper. It was getting easier though. It helped that my new friend Apollo was in this other class too.
The next day he walked me into the class holding my hand, but I was fine then when the teacher smiled at me. He gave the teacher his number to a burner phone that he had in case she or I needed him and he headed onto the junior high school with a note saying why he was late. Recess though that day was a different story. It had been rainy the day before so we'd stayed in. I was overwhelmed with how many kids were on the playground. It wasn't till Tobi ran up to us with Apate that I realized my older siblings minus Brady and Aiden were there. I noticed Wolfer and Jagger were also on the playground and I relaxed then. During the rest of the year if anyone bothered me Tobi went after them, and Wolfer and Jagger would pull her off of whoever she was pounding on. If she wasn't around one of my brothers would suddenly be there, and the older kids learned not to mess with me.
I was eight when mom got a call that my dad had died in prison. I really didn't know my dad. He'd been in prison most of my life. If I needed something it was Brady or Aiden I went to. Mom was hysterical yelling at Tobi, Romy, and I to get into the car. I remember getting in the front, and wishing I would have put a seatbelt on. I hadn't even thought about it till mom crashed into the car backing out of the driveway as fast as she had. I was holding onto anything I could then. Ended up bracing my hands on the dash. I heard Tobi yelling at mom to stop, and I saw the pickup right before mom crashed into it. I remember flying through the air and there was excruciating pain, before everything went black.
It was a few days later that I woke up in the hospital and Brady was there with me. When I asked what had happened he told me what happened. It wasn't sinking in that mom was totally gone. It didn't till after I was out of the hospital and being taken to the funeral. With a broken arm I wasn't able to use crutches so either Brady or Aiden would carry me wherever I needed to go. It was embarrassing having to have help in the bathroom. Really awkward, but they made it so it wasn't. I was pretty helpless.
As for my parents dying it didn't even hardly phase me since I didn't know my dad, and mom was always drunk. I was relieved when the funerals and stuff were over. That was when more people were going in and out of our lives. I didn't like the people in and out of our house all the time. With still recovering and all I withdrew into myself hardly talking to anyone and just felt miserable. Thankfully Brady got custody of us and it was with the Drakos help that he was able to do so. We still had social workers that would visit. All it did was cause more discontent though. There was still a fear for me that we could be taken away at a moment's notice.
I was grateful that the air conditioning worked well in the house or I would be even more miserable with two casts on. Bath time was awkward as well, but with Brady and Aiden they made it so it wasn't so bad. It took both of them to get me in and out after wrapping my casts up with stuff so they wouldn't get wet. I couldn't wait to get them off, but it was six weeks with them on. When it came time to get them off I was more than relieved.
A few years later I was starting junior high. Apollo talked me into going out for sports which I wasn't sure about. Come to find out I enjoyed sports. They were a lot of fun. Baseball was my favorite and I was the starting pitcher. Have been a starting pitcher for years now. Even made Varsity baseball my freshman year. I'm going to be a junior this year, and can't wait to play again. I played this summer through the Summer rec program just like the last few summers with Apollo. My siblings usually come to the games. That is if my older brothers can get off from work to come. Toby, Romy and Apollo's sisters are always there cheering us on.
My family's always been close, but the last few years I've gotten closer with Tobi. She's always there if she notices something is wrong with me. Though she hasn't been able to get out of me what I've been stewing over for the last few months now. Neither has Apollo. Luckily our older brothers have been too busy to notice how withdrawn I've become. You see it started this last year in school. A senior boy kept brushing up against me in the hallway and grinning. At first I didn't think anything about it. Then things got worse.
He'd corner me in the hallways if he caught me out and about alone. Push himself up against me and whisper things in my ear that I wouldn't repeat to anyone. That grew to him touching me in ways I didn't like. Then one night he caught me at a party and pushed me into a room locking the door. Not going to tell you what happened, but I've been more than confused since that night and the ones that followed wondering if I was going gay. I didn't like the feelings the guy was making me fill either. I didn't feel that way around Apollo or my other guy friends, and I still liked looking at girls so I didn't understand anything. This has been going on all summer even after he graduated. He was on the baseball team with us too. I tried to make sure he never caught me alone.
Then one night Brady dropped a bombshell on us. I was actually relieved hearing him knowing it would get me away from the predicament I was in. Maybe things will start to be normal for me again. I sat there though and heard Tobi going off on Brady after he told us they were transferring to a new charter up in Washington. After she stormed off Brady sighed and told us the Drakos family would be moving there too. I was even happier knowing that. Apollo would be there too. Starting a brand new school together. When he was done he told Wolfer and Jagger to go find Tobi and make sure that she stayed out of trouble. They all turned on me then, and I really didn't want to rat her out. My brothers have a way of getting things out of me though, and I ratted out where we had been planning on going that night. After that Romy and I were sent over to the Drakos house so that our older brothers could have a talk with Tobi.
She was going to kill me for ratting her out, and I felt bad about it. I heard my brother's motorcycles when they came home, but didn't have a chance to look out as we were playing a game with the Drakos family. The next day we were told that Brady wanted us to stay there till this afternoon. That Tobi had almost been raped, after being drugged. I was shocked to hear that. More than glad that my brothers had gotten it out of me where she had been going. When Brady texted me and Romy we could go home I just took off not even saying anything to Apollo.
I was shocked with how she looked. I apologized for ratting her out, but she thanked me for doing so that Wolfer and Jagger had gotten there just in time to stop them from hurting her. I was relieved hearing that, and we sat there as a family. Romy joined us later. Aite was family and Astraea had joined us right after I had gotten there. We talked about us all moving to Washington when and if the transfers went through.
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Role Player
Username • Bode 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.