Olivia Diana Astor

OLIVIA DIANA ASTOR
^{51 year old OLD LADY, WELCOME TO WASHINGTON CALIFORNIA}

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Name: Olivia Diana Astor
Nickname: Liv
Gender: female
Birthdate: April 13th
Orientation: straight
Occupation: President of the Children's
Grade: You get the drift if your applying for a junior club member
Age: 51
Motorcycle Club: Reno Nevada Club old lady and Washington California family member

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Love it?
+my son
+my brothers
+my nephews
+being able to travel wherever I please
+Madog
+Going to Reno

Hate it?
-Not telling Madog who she really is
-Long periods between trips to Reno
-When Blaine is away for too long
-Not being able to claim my son in public
-Never telling Morris he had a son
-Old women that think they know everything

Strengths and Weaknesses?
+my son
+my family
+my life
-my son
-my family
-Madog Shane

Fears?!

• Losing my son
  
• Losing one of my brothers
  
• Swimming in water where you can't see what's in the water with you

Full Personality:

I'm an independent woman who likes to do things my way, but I can compromise when the need arises. I learned early not to let my brothers ride herd over me. They still like to try and control my life, but I can keep secrets from them. I kept who my son's father was a secret for thirty-two years.  

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Celebrity Play-By: Shania Twain
Eyes: brown
Skin: white
Hair: brown
Scars/Marking: none
Build: curvy

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Mother: Carlotta Waldorf Astoria
Father: John Jacob Astor
Siblings: John Jacob Astor William Waldorf Astor Marshall Vincent Astor Robert Winthrop Astor James Alexander Astor Allen Michael Astor Betsey (deceased)
Spouse: None
Children: Blaine
Other: Nephew: Thorn Thomas niece: Candace Marie MacKenzie Great niece and nephews Marissa Marie Vanderbilt Tabitha Marie Thomas Kaleb, Kendra, Kayla Heath, Heather, Michael and Betsey plus more
History:

I was the youngest child born to John Jacob Astor something number and my mother. My sister Betsey was sixteen when I was born and already starting a family by the time she was nineteen when I was three. Which my parents disowned her. John Jacob still talked to her though, and he'd take me with him when he'd go to visit her. All of my brothers come to find out would sneak over to visit Betsey defying our parents.

Even at a young age I remember Betsey helping me hold Mercedes and Thorn when they were babies. I loved when I'd get to go visit her and I was told it was hush hush to never tell mommy and daddy cause we wouldn't be able to see Betsey and the babies anymore. I didn't understand why, but I never told. When I was old enough I did understand why, and I didn't like it. Though my parents by the time I was seven had started to notice their grandchildren. They were still standoffish to Betsey, but they loved Mercedes and Thorn who they spoiled. Thorn never took to being petty and wanting things he couldn't have like Mercedes did though. She just wanted more and more.

I grew up in the big house with my six older brothers. John Jacob soon married Elizabeth and they started having kids as well. So the house was a little more livelier with babies in it. Us youngest ones were only allowed to play in the designated playroom though so as not to mess up the rest of the mansion. God forbit if it had one speck of dust in it. I know my parents loved us in their own way, but they didn't show it.

I grew up and headed off to college. There I met the man of my dreams or I thought he was. Morris Delancey. I fell head over heels for him. We dated all through freshman year, and starting into our second year I realized I was pregnant. I never got a chance to tell Morris though. A maid had found the pregnancy test I took in my trash and showed it to my parents. Before I knew it my phone was taken away and I was hid away in a nunnery till I had my baby. They told me I had to give him up for adoption that I couldn't keep him out of wedlock. I put my foot down though refusing to give up my baby boy. I went home with him right during a family dinner and walked in. I stood my ground and told my parents that Blaine was mine. I would not give him up, and if I had to leave to do so then I would.

Damn my brother's were pissed. Not at me, but at my parents. They'd been asking about me for months, but my parents wouldn't tell them anything, but that I was away with friends. Coming to find out I'd been locked up in a nunnery to hide my pregnancy they weren't happy at all. My father finally gave in though saying that in the public's eye the baby would be John Jacob's and Elizabeth's child though. I hated that, but to keep my son I would do anything.

My brothers helped me raise Blaine though spoiling him when they could as they did their own sons. John Jacob and Elizabeth made sure at a young age that Blaine knew I was his mother that they weren't his real parents, but people had to think that. It was confusing for him, but he lived with it. He'd crawl into bed with me at night when he was a little boy and I would tell him stories till he fell asleep cuddled into me or I'd sing him lullabies. Whatever he asked for that night. When he grew out of that I was heartbroken, but he grew to be a fine young man. Starting his own lawyer practice without using the Astor name as backing. He worked his way though college instead of using his trust fund or family money.

Five years ago I met a man named Madog Shane in Reno Nevada when I was there for a charity even for Child Protective services. Which I'm the president of the charity. I work hard in my charities especially for the underprivileged children. Though anyway I met him at a charity event, and we've been seeing each other ever since. I make a trip to Reno as often as I can without making my brother's suspicious. We've gone out on double dates with his brother Micah and his sister in Law Jennie. Though we never have with his sister Marcia who I met him though. I've wondered about it, but were always busy doing other stuff when were together that I never think to ask him about it.

My sister Betsey died in a car accident with her husband and youngest child Candy when Blaine was twelve same age as Candy. That was a real horrible time in my life going through losing Betsey and Candy on top of it. My son was devastated for years after that. Then a couple of weeks ago I got a call from Thorn who had taken off for unknown places after his parents and Candy died to grieve on his own, saying that Candy was alive. What she had been through was horrific though. I found out I had a great niece through Betsey's daughter Mercedes as well. Now I'm in a little town called Washington California to meet them.

Oh and I better not forget about the phone call from Thorn and Blaine a few days ago asking if I knew a Morris Delancey. I had frozen hearing them ask about that name. Seems Morris had a son named Logan who him and Blaine look an awful lot alike. So I had to go and tell Morris he had a 32 year old son that he never knew about. So we flew out to California together along with some Son's of Anarchy who were transferring to the new Charter in Washington.; So my son finally knows who his father is now. After thirty two years. My brother's know now, but they haven't made any trouble about it yet.

Oh and to top it all off I found out Madog is a Son of Anarchy when he showed up to Washington California with his charter. Needless to say it only made me love him more and I drug him off to my room to break the bed! My brothers weren't there for that, but Thorn was. He sure didn't tell my brothers either. They found out about Madog shortly after that and challenged him to a fight. Which pissed me off and I didn't talk to any of them for a few days.

My nephew Thorn has added tot he family quite a bit in just a couple of days with his kids literally left on the doorstep for him. Four year old boy and girl twins and 2 month old twins a boy and a girl. There so adorable and they are the spitting image of Thorn and Mercedes which I hate to say they look like her too. He has a twenty-one year old daughter that I already knew, but didn't know she was Thorn's daughter. A hit and run almost took Thorn's life, but he survived much to my relief. He's had three more children show up since then. A teenage boy and his younger sisters who are twelve as well as twins.

I got me a house here in Washington to stay. I can still make trips back and forth to New York or wherever I need to go. Madog stays with me quite a bit. I babysit when needed to for Candy who adopted the older sibling of Thorn's four year old twins. As well as Thorn's kids if needed. I love my new life, and my son is now a prospect for the club. My brothers were all patched over to the Sons as they had been 69'ers in New York.

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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.

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Username: Olivia
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: Ten years plus
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How did you find us: I made the site with Cindie
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