Crew Adam Hudson

[Crew Adam Hudson]

CREW ADAM HUDSON
^{50 year old SON OF ANARCHY, WELCOME TO WASHINGTON CALIFORNIA}

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Name: Crew Adam Hudson
Nickname: None
Gender: male
Birthdate: June 14
Orientation: Straight
Occupation: Road Captain/bouncer at Anarchy bar
Grade: quit high school
Age: 50
Motorcycle Club: Reno Nevada Sons of Anarchy charter

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Love it?
+my kids
+the club
+riding my Harley
+Anarchy bar
+Drinking
+Sweetbutts

Hate it?
-Being married
-when my children are hurt
-my ex-wives
-fighting amongst the crowd
-When I let my temper get the better of me
-Gambling

Strengths and Weaknesses?
+my kids
+the club
+keeping secrets
-my kids
-my club
-sweetbutts

Fears?!

• One of my kids being hurt
  
• Losing one of my kids
  
• My secrets coming out

Full Personality:

I'm as laid back as the next guy unless it involves my kids. If you piss me off my mouth runs wild and I go for the throat. I don't trust easily cause of the past. So I definitely don't have any new friends. Unless your a son, but the trust doesn't come overnight. I especially don't like law enforcement.  

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Celebrity Play-By: Hugh Jackman
Eyes: Brown
Skin: White
Hair: Brown
Scars/Marking: soa tatts, my kids names
Build: Muscular

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Mother: Abigail Conlan (Deceased)
Father: Cameron Hudson (Deceased)
Siblings: none
Spouse: None
Children: Daughter @abigail and Sons Cameron Michael Hudson and @colt
Other:
History:

I was born in Las Vegas to two compulsive gamblers. They cared more about gambling than they did me. I spent most of my childhood in casinos or the hotel rooms. One thing I hate is gambling now. Never had a homemade dinner till after I prospected to the sons of Anarchy. My parents were murdered when I was in my late teens by someone who knew they'd won a jackpot. Whoever it was stole the money and killed my parents. I was the one who found them dead in the motel room.

I became friends with Blaze when he prospected to the Sons, and I ended up following him to Reno when he went back there with Marcia. We may not always see eye to eye, but he's still my friend. When I came to Reno I had my daughter Abby and my son Cameron, but I'm getting ahead of myself now.

I was married by the time I was nineteen with a beautiful woman. Contessa was her name. I worshipped the ground she walked on. I was never more happier than when she had our daughter Abigail who we named after my mother. Wasn't for sure why, but Abby she was. When Abby was about one I came home to find my wife in bed with another woman. She told me she wanted me out. So I left and took Abby with me which didn't suit well with her. Though since she was the one who cheated I won custody of our daughter.

Two years later I married another woman. I should have known something was wrong about her cause Abby had been a fun loving little three year old to almost afraid of her shadow. When I would get home Clarissa would complain about Abby and how bad she was. Abby would cling to me unlike before. Clarissa was pregnant though so I found one of the other wives to watch Abby during the day so Clarissa wouldn't have to. Things improved with Abby for awhile.

My first son Cameron was born shortly after Abby's fourth birthday which Clarissa tried to take the attention from. Saying she was in labor but she really wasn't so I missed most of the party at the clubhouse for Abby. At least she got to have fun. I was more than thrilled to have my son. Now I had a daughter and a son.

Life was going good till one day I went home. Abby's babysitter hadn't been able to watch her that day. I found my daughter laying in a pool of blood naked. My son was screaming. I didn't know what to do. Oh god I thought where was Clarissa. I walked into our bedroom and she was fucking some dude that I had no idea who he was. I realized what had happened to my daughter as well. I saw red and to this day no one knows what happened to that bitch and the bastard with her. Nobody is ever going to find them.

I gave up on women after that. Nobody had liked Clarissa so nobody really questioned when she was just gone. I stuck to sweetbutts after that. Abby went through a period of being scared of everyone, but I was there for her and for my son raising them on my own. A couple of years later I went with Marcia and Blaze to Reno. Two years later I got a sweetbutt pregnant, and she had my son Colt, but she wanted nothing to do with raising a baby. She left town shortly after that. Marcia and Jennie helped me out with my kids after that.

I do have to say they all three have turned out to be fine kids. Respectable ones most of the time. I'm proud of every single one of them. Abby has become a social worker and loves helping kids. Cameron and Colt work at the Anarchy bar. They also prospected into the Reno charter of the Sons of Anarchy. I don't believe in love anymore after being scorned by two women. I see what Marcia and Blaze have, but I know I'll never have it. Doesn't bother me that much anymore. All I need is my kids and my club. If I want a woman it's usually a sweetbutt I take back to my room. Make sure I use protection now as well.

Well my daughter thinks she's fallen for a boy she had just met. I let Cameron beat the boy and handle it for now. The boy won't even fight back. Then he turned the tables on Tucker who was messing around joking with Abby and pissed most of the club off. Then I let my mouth get the better of me and pissed off half of my club. I know I shouldn't have said the things I did. But after what I've been through with my kids I can be an ass protecting them. Though I can't believe my eldest son turned his back on me that day. He came around after I told him the truth though when it came out I was a wanted man. I think he understood why I do the things I do.

I've spent all summer hiding out here at a campground in Washington, California. The local sheriff knowing where I was though, and on my side when I told him what happened that day. I was cleared of all charges with a videotape of that day being found. It was put down as self defense cause the bastard had drawn a gun on me, and I got him first. Now the hard part is telling my daughter what happened to her that day. She has a right to know.

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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: Crew
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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