Sullivan Tiernan Jennings

[Sullivan Tiernan Jennings]

SULLIVAN TIERNAN JENNINGS
^{46 year old SON OF ANARCHY, WELCOME TO WASHINGTON CALIFORNIA}

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Name: Sullivan Tiernan Jennings
Nickname: Sully
Gender: Male
Birthdate: April 19th
Orientation: Straight
Occupation: bartender/bouncer
Grade: Never finished school
Age: 46
Motorcycle Club: Reno Sons of Anarchy Charter

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Love it?
+my wife
+my kids
+Living my life the way I want
+my family
+My family being reunited
+going for a long ride

Hate it?
-That my sister was held as a slave for 28 years
-So much lost time with my family
-being away from my family
-Being the youngest boy
-Getting razzed by my older brother
-When one of my kids get's hurt

Strengths and Weaknesses?
+my family
+my friends
+My club
-My family
-My friends
-My club

Fears?!

• Losing my family again
  
• Being alone in this world
  
• Something happening to one of my kids

Full Personality:

I am a pretty loveable guy most of the time. I'm have a zero tolerance for assholes. So if you show up at the bar I will kick you out. No warning whatsoever! I never said I was a fair man, but I am to a point. I hated growing up as the baby boy of the family. Always being the one getting picked on. Though I did sort of miss it with only Patty in the picture. He had let up on me as we grew older. Occasionally he may razz me about something, but we grew close with it only being the two of us for years.  

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Celebrity Play-By: Alexander Skarsgard
Eyes: Blue
Skin: white
Hair: Light Brown
Scars/Marking: SOA Tattoos
Build: Muscular

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Mother: Mary Josephine Devlin (deceased)
Father: Isaac Newton Jennings (deceased)
Siblings: @roy @patrick @mary @rocky
Spouse: @eireann
Children: @tiernan @killian @mary
Other: Other: Sister in Law: @robin Nieces and Nephews: @storm @faye @falcon @ford @forrest @fallen @conner @murphy @aiden @cormac @keive Flynn and Haisley
History:

Three to four paragraphs

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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: Sullivan
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: Over ten years
Comments:
How did you find us: I made the site with Cindie
Any other characters: Who Plays Who