May 23, 2021 11:42:24 GMT -6
RYKER TALON BURGESS
21 year old SON OF ANARCHY, WELCOME TO CHARMING CALIFORNIA------------------------------------------------------------------
Name: Ryker Talon Burgess
Nickname:
Gender: male
Birthdate: March 31st
Orientation: Straight
Occupation: Works at Anarchy Bar in Reno
Grade: graduated
Age: 21
Motorcycle Club: Reno Nevada Son of Anarchy charter------------------------------------------------------------------Love it?
+My dad
+My Uncle and aunt
+My sister Daphne most of the time
+My club
+Riding my Harley
+Girls
Hate it?
-When some guy is checking my sister out
-Not being able to go on runs
-spicy hot food
-Guys who hit girls
-My mother
-Jalapenos
Strengths and Weaknesses?
+My family
+My club
+My muscles
-My family
-My club
-Girls
Fears?!
- some guy hurting my sister
- Losing one of my family
- dying young
Full Personality:I guess you could say I'm usually one of the crowd. I don't tend to stand out cause I hate that. So I just hang back and take stuff in. Though if you try to mess with my sister I will be in your face. Most people think I'm the quiet shy type. I'm not really just usually don't have anything to say unless I'm with my friends hanging out.------------------------------------------------------------------
Celebrity Play-By: Jesse McCartney
Eyes: Green
Skin: white
Hair: Blonde
Scars/Marking: Soa tattoos and a few others
Build: getting pretty muscular------------------------------------------------------------------
Mother: McKayla Gaines (divorced)
Father: Talon Burgess
Siblings: Daphne Burgess
Spouse: None
Children: None
Other: Aunt Tenley Burgess Uncle Tucker Dane Burgess
History:I was born in Reno Nevada and lived here my whole life. Can't imagine living anywhere else. I grew up in the club life seeing as how my dad is a Son of Anarchy and was one before I was born. My uncle Tucker is a Son of Anarchy as well. My mom left when I was around three and my sister two. Only seen pictures of her, but I don't remember her at all which is fine with me cause she isn't worth worrying about if she just left us like she did.
I grew up keeping an eye on my sister. Were only a year apart, but I'm still older and overprotective of her. Dad says I've been that way since she was born. I didn't like anyone holding her, but my parents. If anyone else held her I'd be standing right in front of them glaring. Still glare at anyone that get's too close to her, and nobody better touch her.
I got my first bike which was a dirtbike when I was around four or five. The dads had set up a little course for us kids back behind the club and we were out there from sunrise to sunset and later when they put lights up sometimes till midnight. My first Harley though. I about orgasmed riding it the first time. It was so sweet. We still tear of the dirt track which has grown with us over the years, but we definitely ride our Harley's and the girls now more.
I lost my virginity when I was a freshman in high school to some sweetbutt. She's long gone now, and I don't remember her name. Which kind of sucks, but that's life I guess. There's been quite a few girls since her. No special girl though. Which is fine. Dad get's along with just the sweetbutts and I guess that's how I'll be too. Uncle Tucker seems to be following in his footsteps though as well. Except for with Harper. I still don't understand what Uncle Tucker has going with her. That's their business though.
I prospected when I turned eighteen same as my friends did. It wasn't bad, but then I grew up knowing what to expect and to do. A year later I was a Son of Anarchy. Though I still work my butt off at the club in the kitchen and cleaning up after we close. Gives me money to spend since they won't allow me to go on runs yet. Still say I'm not old enough. Hell I'm twenty one now. I'll probably always be a kid to them.------------------------------------------------------------------
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.------------------------------------------------------------------
Username: Ryker
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: ten years plus
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