Jun 26, 2021 16:33:39 GMT -6
RAFE JOSHIAH KNIGHT
19 year old SON OF ANARCHY, WELCOME TO Charming CALIFORNIA------------------------------------------------------------------
Name: Rafe Josiah Knight
Nickname:
Gender: Male
Birthdate: July 28th
Orientation: straight
Occupation: Mechanic
Grade: graduated
Age: 19
Motorcycle Club: Washington club------------------------------------------------------------------Love it?
+My twin Ryder
+My little brothers
+My dad
+The club life
+My Harley
+Girls, Girls Girls
Hate it?
-posers that try to get into the club
-girls that don't give a shit about themselves
-bullies
-I used to hate school, but don't have to worry about it any longer
-when someone messes with my bike
-traitors
Strengths and Weaknesses?
+my twin
+family
+friends
-my twin
-my family
-girls
Fears?!
- Losing my twin
- Dying
- spiders
Full Personality:I can have an attitude when the time is right or even wrong. I like to live life to the fullest and have fun with it. I'm a closed book unless your a family member or close friend.------------------------------------------------------------------Celebrity Celebrity Play-By: Coal Sprouse
Eyes: green
Skin: white
Hair: Original sandy blonde, but was bored so dyed black
Scars/Marking: Matching tat with my twin that has two hands clasped together and says “Brothers never let go” on my inner bicep
Build: toned------------------------------------------------------------------
Mother: Juliette Harris (deceased)
Father: Ransym Knight
Siblings: Twin: Ryder Knight Brothers: Rayne Thomas Knight 16 Rowan 9 and Rafe 5
Spouse: None
Children: None
Other: None
History:Born and raised in New York City. The big apple they call it. I lived in Brooklyn though a New York City borough which is where Coney Island is. I went to school there as well. Not for sure the names of the grade school and junior high anymore, but I attended Abraham Lincoln High school. I hated school though so spent most of my time skipping.
My parents were never married even though they had five boys together. Mom left about four years ago though. She wasn't that great of a mother either. So don't really miss her. Don't even know where she is now or what she is doing. Don't really care to know either. Why bother when she just left us behind and tried to kill our baby brothers.
I like sports like the next guy I guess, but I never went out for them. Played basketball in the park with my twin and friends once in awhile. Or tossed a football around with them. Not into them though which I'm finding out my little brother Rayne is a pro at sports. Why didn't I know this? Guess cause I only noticed him to razz him about something or other. Otherwise paying him no mind at all. He was all around sports I hear his freshman year when I was a senior. Where was I? Oh yeah cutting school and trying not to get caught by the truant officer.
My dad was one of the first nine of the 69er's along with his best friends Cain Forrester and Rowdy Creed. Along with the four older Astor Brothers and Bronc. Bronc's the one who betrayed the club. The founding members of the club were Clancy and Cain Forrester. Clancy died before I was ever born though. Which started a feud with the Sons of Anarchy. Though now that the betrayal was found out the feud is dead. Now we may be joining the Sons of Anarchy club if it passes. Though I know I'll have to prospect again which I don't mind. Even though I had already been patched into the 69'ers. The 69'ers are dead though.
I wasn't that great of a student but I can read and write. I like to write and have written a few short stories, but I haven't let anyone ever read them. Not even my twin Ryder whose my best friend. Kyle Forrester is our best friend as well being the same age as us. No he doesn't know either. It's my secret. Though I would have lost them if I didn't have them backed up online saved.
With the betrayal from some members of the club our house was blown up. The police showed up on our doorstep just in time for our dad to get us out of our house before it blew up. We lost everything, but the clothes on our backs and each other. We still have our bikes though. Now were like in this witness protection program and all the way on the other side of the United States. In a one horse town with nothing to do. I'm hoping it's not some ramshackle shack that John Jacob Astor got for us to live in out here in California. Goodbye big city life I'll miss you. Hello boondocks!------------------------------------------------------------------
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: Rafe
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: 10 years plus
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