[smear:#3deaed]Stroll down the runway Another payday Cover of magazines And when they see me They want to be me I am a fantasy Cover girl! Put the bass in your walk Head to toe let your whole body talk Cover Girl! Put your bass in your walk Head-to-toe let your whole body talk To Grauman's Chinese Red carpet TV Valet my limousine Box office sweetie An Oscar nominee Now watch me snatch trophies Cover girl! Put the bass in your walk Head to toe let your whole body talk Cover Girl! Put your bass in your walk Head-to-toe let your whole body talk[/smear:#e61956:0]
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Basics
Full Name | Misteria Luna Garard Nicknames | Mist, Misty Birthday | October 27th Gender | Female Sexuality | Straight Occupation • Student Grade | Sophomore Age | 15 going on 16 Club Affiliation | LA Sons of Anarchy Relationship | Single
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Appearance
Face Claim | Miranda Kerr Eye Color | Blue Hair Color | Brown Skin Color | White Scars/Markings | None Build | Curvy and tall. I'm 5'9
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Personality
Love It! •
+ Getting dressed up to go out somewhere. + Being a LA junior club member. + Being a model, and earning my own money. + Riding in a large group and feeling the rolling thunder. + Getting to travel to other countries. + Chocolate Chip cookie dough without the chocolate chips.
Hate It! •
- Not having my own Harley yet. - Getting sick. I don't have time for it! - Being told I'm too young. - Being the youngest, and the last to get to do anything. - Being late for something. - Getting behind in school when were away on a modeling trip.
Strengths and Weaknesses •
+ My family + My friends + The club - My family - My friends - Boys that are taller than me.
Fears •
• Tripping on the runway, and falling flat on my face. • Losing one of my family. • Getting lost and not being able to find my way back.
Dreams •
• Finding a boy that's actually taller than me that likes me. • Having my first kiss.
Full Personality: •
I love to party. I don't give a shit what people other than my brothers and friends think. I could care less what the girl said about me behind my back. It doesn't matter to me. They can think what they want. I also love to dance, and have no plans for college at this time. I'm living in the moment. I'm living in the moment and living life to the fullest. I enjoy modeling once in a while, and love riding my Dirt bike! Still waiting in anticipation for the day I get my first Harley! Which won't be long now.
[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.
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The Family Tree
Father | Gabriel Garard 43 Male Model Mother | Heidi Williams Garard 43 Supermodel Siblings | Acheron Teddy Garard, Valerius Conrad Garard, Zarek Blaine Garard, Zephyra Heidi Garard, Stryker Gabriel Garard Spouse | None Children | None Other family | Uncle: Viper Cooper Williams Aunt: Carrianne Elizabeth Williams Cousins: Levi Cooper Williams, Tyler Steven Williams, Harlow Williams
History
I was born in New York City to two models. Well dad was still modeling, but mom had wanted babies so she took time off to do so. Dad is originally from Kentucky, and moved here during grade school, but mom was born in New York City. The younger of two siblings. My uncle Cooper aka Viper as he's called the older one. All of us have names from the Dark Hunter book series, by Sherrilyn Kenyon, that mom read and loved. She would read and reread the books while she was pregnant.
Mom's parents died when she was a teenager, and she was put into the system separated from her older brother. She'd been adopted by a well to do family who helped her try to find her brother Cooper, but she wasn't able to find him. She started modeling when she was sixteen, and met dad who was a model too and fell in love with him. He rode a bike that she loved to ride with him on for it reminded her of her father who used to give her rides on his bike when she was little. Since he came from a well off family her adoptive parents were alright with her dating him, but didn't like her riding on his bike. Did that stop her you wonder. Well nope it didn't for it was something she loved.
Dad started hanging around the Sons and ended up prospecting to the Sons. He was actually sponsored by my Uncle Viper that my mom had no clue about. She'd talked about her older brother to dad, but he never put two and two together. She was nineteen when she went to the party when he got his full patch to the Sons. Never did she think she'd come face to face with her big brother who she recognized instantly even though it had been six long and hard years without him after losing their parents. Losing him to the system had about killed her.
Uncle Viper had recognized her too, before dad could introduce her calling her by name. Crushing her in his arms startling dad. Especially when mom started to cry. Mom and Uncle Viper had been close as children, and their parents had loved them more than anything. They were reunited, and even after mom and dad moved to LA years later they keep in touch often. Getting our families together for holidays.
Mom and Dad were married a year later. And a year after that she started having babies. I'm their youngest and sixth child. I have four older brothers and a older sister. I was two when we moved to LA with dad transferring to the Son's Charter there. That was nine years after mom and her brother were reunited. Dad had gotten a better modeling contract out in LA than the one he had in New York so they moved there, and mom got one as well. Even though she'd taken off for about nine years to have babies. She was still in rare form for a model.
We'd still go back to New York for holidays with Uncle Vipers family. Dad would enjoy visiting with his old friends too when he'd go back that he'd prospected into the club with, and the older ones. Us kids were given the choice whether we wanted to model or not, but most of us did model. Any money from a job that we made went into our own savings account for us. So all of us have a pretty good nest egg by now. We went to the nicer preppie schools here in LA. I hated it though especially when others looked down on you cause they had more money than you. Well I'm pretty sure I had as much or more than them, but I never let that out nor did my siblings.
Well I'll be starting my sophomore year in a month or so. Uncle Vipers family are now in California too. Still seven and a half hours away, but not all the way across the United States anymore. It's just a good days ride up there. Which we haven't been able to do yet and they've been there all summer. Well except for Sturgis, but we never have been to Sturgis yet. Mom and Dad have gone before, but the last few years have been busy, and they haven't been able to go.
The Charter here in LA was told about the new school opening up in Washington that was opened for the Washington kids, but was open to boarding school like too for anyone in other charters. So our parents knowing that we really didn't like the school system here gave us our choice of going to our regular school or going to Washington, and they would come visit. The four of us still in high school made the decision to go there. It would be different, but we'd be more equal with the kids there. My oldest two brothers Acheron and Valerius have already graduated, and both of them are sons. Achie is 21 and Val is 19 so he just got fully patched not long ago.
Dad said Val could still sponsor Zarek when he turned eighteen and be a prospect to the Sons, but he'd be doing prospecting duties in Washington till he graduated. So after a modeling trip to Hawaii were packing up and school shopping for this year. As well as what we will need for our dorm rooms there. Dad would love to transfer up to Washington, but his day job as a model is here. Something he's always loved doing and isn't ready to give it up.
Though he was thinking about getting a house from the Astors so they could stay there when they did come up to visit, and we would have a place to go if we needed to if school was shut down. Though he was pretty sure Uncle Viper and Aunt Carrie would welcome us at their home. Still he and mom talked about it, and were in the process of picking one out up there. Were not the only kids from the Jr Charter heading to Washington to go to school either. A lot more of the Jr charter are planning on attending the new school with us.
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Role Player
Username • Misteria 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.