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cliff-kincaid​:

It had been a pretty long week but there was absolutely nothing that would lift Cliff’s mood up than just to relax at the clubhouse with his fellow MC members and a cold one. He worked on his bike for the better part of the afternoon, and after taking a shower in one of the vacant rooms, he was feeling refreshed, albeit incredibly hungry, which was why he was scanning the refrigerator to see if there was anything there worth eating when he noticed Hex walk into the clubhouse. “Yo, we’re heading out. I’m hungry,” Cliff said to his prospect, the affectionate smirk forming on his lips at the sight of them. He believed in them completely, which was why he sponsored them to be in the MC in the first place, but that also meant they were close and Cliff definitely loved rubbing the fact that they’re still a prospect – hence, had to deal with him and his ‘commands’ most of the time – in their face a lot. “You craving anything special? I need some suggestions.”

       despite how much time they had gone at this, hex still wasn’t all that comfortable with their position in the club. not because they wanted to do more, but simply because they hated being below people. still, they trusted cliff and knew that when everyone else deemed them ready, they’d move up. as they entered the clubhouse, ready to get to work, they were met by the older male, already barking an order at them. rolling their eyes at his smirk-- regardless of how affectionate it was, hex then laughed a bit before they waved him off. “alright, damn-- you’re always hungry.” they stated, a small smile of their own forming now. at the question, hex pursed their lips in thought before shrugging. “one of those really sloppy burgers that come with a fuck-ton of fries on the side? or some breakfast, as my pops always said: it’s never a bad time for breakfast!”

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hello, hello!

i got home pretty late, actually saw friends today (no worries, we all wore masks), but i’m hella exhausted so i will be posting tomorrow to show i’m back from hiatus!

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* & BASICS ;

Name: hestia lee fawkes. Nicknames/Alias: hex. Age: looks about twenty-three, but they are twenty-seven. Gender: non-binary. Sexuality: pansexual, aromantic. they do not feel romantic love, but they do feel familial love. Rank: prospect.

* & HISTORY ;

Childhood/Family Life: hex grew up as an only child with both their parents, until their father was killed (hex was seventeen at the time). after this, hex became unruly and would often lash out. unable to handle this, hex’s mother sent them to military school, hoping it would whip them into shape and teach them manners. 

Education: at first, they hated being sent away, however, they quickly became accustomed to the place and used it to their advantage. hex learned tactical skills there, that they otherwise would have never learned and were the top marksman in their class. after graduation came and it was time to enlist, hex spent two years in the service before a mental evaluation was requested for them (though they are unsure who requested it). it seemed their recklessness and willingness to put themselves in harm's way, no matter the consequence, did not sit well with higher-ups and they quickly were deemed mentally unfit for duty and were medically discharged.

Aftermath: despite being pissed about being discharged, hex knew that they now had a chance to get revenge, they were now free to do what they needed to do and had dreamt of doing for so long. it was fairly difficult to track the men down, but with the right dirty cops and some talent, they were able to get to each of the men. they picked a weekend, got dolled up, and seduced each one separately. finding an abandoned home to use as a front, hex laid the traps and let the flies get caught in their web. after all was said and done, they called cliff-- their fathers good friend and the one he took that lethal bullet for and all but demanded he helped them get rid of the bodies. in their mind, he owed them a debt and they were ready to collect. 

The Club: after they disposed of the bodies, hex expressed interest in wanting to join the devil’s, though cliff was extremely against it at first. after getting to see hex in action, plus wanting to make sure they weren’t getting into too much trouble, cliff caved and vouched for hex, naming them his prospect, which is a role hex excels in. it might be filled with ‘bitch work’ but whenever they need an extra hand, or rather, gun, they know they can call on hex-- who makes themselves very useful, no matter how big or small the fight is.

* & PERSONALITY ;

Flaws/Weaknesses: anger is their biggest flaw and they often let it get the best of them. hex is short-tempered (if you aren’t the MC) and extremely stubborn. however, their friends are their weakness and it shows.

Likes & Dislikes: hex is a fan of horror movies, tarot cards and open-minded people. their favorite color is orange and their favorite holiday is actually christmas, despite not having one in years. their favorite food is pasta, of any variety, followed by stuffed crust cheese pizza. they love to create things, but they rarely share their art with anyone. hex used to be in a band before going to military school, and sometimes they miss it.

Fears: their biggest fears are losing their family/friends, being kicked out of the MC for not being good enough, not living up to the standards set for them, and disappointing their dad.

* & RELATIONSHIPS;

Parents: james lee fawkes (deceased), mable anne fawkes johnson (remarried and left charming).

Siblings:  cliff kincaid (although they'd never really verbalize it, cliff really is like a big brother to them and they completely understand why their dad gave their life for cliff, because they would gladly do the same).

Friends: archie fairfax (their closest friend), [ GIVE ME MORE FRIENDS FOR THEM ].

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genesisporter​:

the local cemetery was not exactly a place that most people frequented. yet genesis found herself there at least once a week. after what had happened in their town she found herself there yet again for the second time since she had come home. she had been on a run when the town meeting had occurred. everyone was a mess and dealing with the aftermath. yet there genesis was standing near his headstone. she had paid for it herself even if it had been a dent in her own savings. of course she felt like it was the right thing to do. she found herself leaning down to pull at some of the weeds. only to realize that she felt a set of eyes on her. it was a familiar feeling and one she wanted to ignore. of course she knew that she needed to get going because she had some drops to do. however part of her wanted to remain right there where she was. it was the only place she felt even slightly at peace. she was very slowly rising to her full height,” is there something you need or do you just enjoy watching someone grieve?”

         they should keep their distance, they knew that much, and yet they couldn’t look away. it was always so intriguing, the way other people grieved. each person did it in their own way, just as this woman did and just as hex did. at the woman’s words, hex cleared their throat and shook their head, casting their gaze down at the headstone beside the one the woman was standing close to. “i just came to visit my father. i was always curious about who was my dad’s roommate.” they stated with a soft smile before placing a single flower atop their dad’s stone, looking it over before they dusted it off and frowned a bit. “...it never gets easier, does it? every single time i think i’m over it, that i can move on, something will remind me of him and then i’m back to feeling like a sad, scared little kid.”

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nonsparklyed​:

Music was good for the soul, as they say, and in Eddie’s case, it couldn’t be more true. He enjoyed it so much, he liked to joke saying that if he didn’t become a cop, he would be a singer, but he doubted that would be the case, as just thinking about the attention that he would get, was enough to bother him. He preferred being a ‘no one’, someone that wasn’t a public figure, that way, he could keep his privacy, and he wouldn’t be judged for every little thing he did, that still didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy playing and singing. He was sitting down on one of the benches of the park, with his guitar, playing and singing to one of his favorite songs, More Than Words, not really paying attention to his surrounds, and to anyone that may be near.

         hex wasn’t much for interacting with people, they preferred to keep almost everyone at arm's length, even in the case of people they actually cared for. however, they couldn’t help but stop and listen, both amused and interested in the free performance they were getting. digging into their pocket, hex then pulled out a fiver and tossed it in the guys' guitar case, clapping once it seemed like he was finished. “--you gonna break out into wonderwall next, or is that too above you?” they joked with a soft grin. “in all seriousness, you’re really good, could definitely use some soft drums in the background, but i’m impressed.”

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